Coming of Age flick

I finally watched St. Elmo's Fire. It's a great coming of age flick. Totally 80's. A must watch for recent college grads.

Project Runway

Well, the first season of PR has come to a close. While I was rooting for Kara Saun for the entire show, last night she pulled a prima donna act that just was not cool. It was not fair for her to bring in custom made shoes through her connection at Dollhouse. And HELLO. Of course Michael Kors wasn't going to vote for her. He was the legit free shoe source! Don't spite a judge, Kyra. The shoe-in never wins-seriously, no pun intended there. Kyra won 4 of the assignments. She was the most consistent and her designs are beautful. Jay's great too. For the top three, as long as wacky ass Wendy Pepper didn't win I was alright. One of Kara's final designs:

Missoni-esque, isn't it?

This is my first brown Barbie. I had Malibu Barbie as a kid but she just had a tan. 

My Favorite is America's Best

Phoenix pizzeria rated best in U.S. NYC food critic raves about pies at Bianco's Barbara YostThe Arizona RepublicFeb. 14, 2005 12:00 AM Gotham food writer Ed Levine says that if he could have just one pizza before dying, it would be a tasty little number from Pizzeria Bianco in downtown Phoenix.In the just-published Pizza: A Slice of Heaven (Universe Publishing, 2005, $24.95 paperback), Levine declares Chris Bianco's pizza the best in the country. "In many ways, it's the definition of a perfect pizza," Levine said Friday from his Manhattan home. He waxed poetic over Bianco's pizza crust (great "hole structure"), the homemade mozzarella, the fennel and pork sausage. When Levine ate at the Heritage Square pizzeria while researching his book, "I was blown away."

Creative Writing

I wrote this after a particularly challenging phone call with someone: ***************************** Manager's Mantra by Lorena Fortuna I don’t care if you’re getting married Or going thru divorce I don’t care if your wife is cheating on you with a f*****g horse Get out of my office Get out of my hair Stop looking at me with that pitiful stare Be here on time and work until I say Otherwise you’re fired and have a nice day! *****************************

"Lorena, please come to the principal's office"

Oh. My. God. I got a phone call yesterday from the principal at good old MVHS (Monte Vista for those of you not in the know). Immediately my heart started racing as if I were getting busted for ditching Geometry with that icky wrestling coach turned teacher (name escapes me, getting old). Turns out he was returning a message I had left for his secretary (yes, they still call them that apparently) regarding my pet project. Yes, again for those of you not in the know-sorry, you'll have to wait and see cuz' I don't want to spoil it. Anyway, it was creepy talking to the principal (thank god it wasn't Ms. Nowak who was my principal). I mean, it seemed really adult like, you know? Coincidentally everytime I type/write the word principal I hear my mother's hints on spelling: "the school principal is P-R-I-N-C-I-P-A-L: always remember he's your PAL". As opposed to the other principle...whatever works, ok?

Delish

I am addicted to these chips. They taste like my grandmother’s lumpia (a little sweet with a spicy kick). Good thing they’re on the approved list for my Blood Type diet...

Pick your battles

In my class last night these two girls were brushing up on their sign language skills during my group’s presentation. I am 99.9% sure that they were talking s*** about one of my group member’s huge gaudy fake diamond ring. I totally caught them! I am not sure how much of what they were saying was actual SIGN language and how much was gesticulation (ha!) but I totally caught them and go so mad. How dare they? So I stared at the one that seemed to be leading the hand conversation until she looked at me. They were sitting in the front row and we were at the front of the classroom, discussion panel style, so we were fairly close and it was extremely rude of her. Just thought I’d share that. New Title: Lorena Fortuna, ambassador of girls that wear big fake rocks (I’m talking BIG, like, 10 carats). On that note, I’m faux finished. Ha! Daisy's Birthday was 2/8 but she's camera shy:

New word…..this hot off the Fortuna Wire…

Condoleeza Function: adjective Etymology: Middle English Condoleeza from American Condoleeza Rice: Lock of stiff hair that is inconsistent with the rest of one’s hairstyle. This phenomena typically occurs when a portion of out grown bangs or layered hair at the hairline is pressed with a flat iron and or curling iron. It is illustrated as follows:

The condoleeza is close cousins with crispy hair and even flirts with the mullet. It is not to be trusted and in the event that you find yourself battling your very own condoleeza, head for the nearest hair accessory or tool (pick, comb, brush, etc.) as quickly as possible. Fingers will do the trick in an emergency. Although this is not a new topic, it is a very new issue for me. On the way to work the other day I realized that my current method of styling my hair may make me susceptible to having a condoleeza. As I approached Broadway Road from the 101 Loop (very dangerous lane change by the way), I glanced in the rearview and was horrified to confirm that I did in fact have a condoleeza.