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Showing posts with label Candis Cayne. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Candis Cayne. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Whitney Houston...confused on Australian stage! Cancels Paris show...





Tongues wagged last week when Whitney Houston stumbled about the stage in Australia and appeared to be downright confused.

Stoned?

On the heels of that brouhaha, Whitney was forced to cancel her Paris concert, on the grounds that she was experiencing an upper resperatory infection which prevented her from performing live on stage.

However, the troubled songbird assured her fans there would be a concert next week in Manchester to look forward to.

Are old demons surfacing once again in Ms. Houston's life?

This spoof on Whitney by Candis Cayne, which I caught on HD Video at the Abbey in West Hollywood, points an accusing finger at the true culprit in my estimation.

Post:  05/28/2009

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1R96Euas-SA

Can rehab be very far behind?



Thursday, March 25, 2010

21st Annual GLAAD Awards...honors actress Drew Barrymore & comic Wanda Sykes!





Candis Cayne to host!



The GLAAD Media Awards are honoring Wanda Sykes (comic) and Drew Barrymore (actress) on April 17th (2010) at a star-studded ceremony at the Hyatt Regency Century Plaza (Los Angeles).

Candis Cayne (Dirty Sexy Money) and Wilson Cruz are hosting the event which will feature special appearances by Tom Ford (Director/Fashion Designer), Benjamin Bratt (Actor/Director), the cast of Glee (hit TV show), Eric Dane (actor), and the Countess LuAnn de Lesseps (to name a few).

GLADD bestows the honor on those individuals who have sought to represent the lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender community in a fair and accurate and inclusive manner in respect to issues that affect their daily lives.

Festivities

Cocktail Reception & Silent Auction
(5:00 p.m.)

Dinner & Media Awards
(7:00 p.m.)

Celebrity After Party
(After Awards Show)

Cocktail attire required 
 
Ticket Info: 
https://www.glaad.org/SSLPage.aspx?pid=1090
 
 
 
 

Monday, December 29, 2008

Julian Ayrs 1st Annual 10 Worst-Dressed list! Cher, Oprah, and...catwalk catcalls!



Michelle sprints to podium to snatch up Best-Dressed prize!





Busty congestion & hooker lips puts Oprah on worst-dressed!




Mr. Blackwel king of the haiku quip!





One fashion victim is a Cleopatra wanna-be - another - an awkward jumble of fetish and purity.

Without doubt, the out-of-step painted ladies, are worthy candidates for the much-anticipated 1st Annual 10 worst-dressed list of 2008.

On the flip side, there is a silver lining, though.

In contrast to the red-carpet disasters aforementioned, a bevy of beauties at the other end of a chic spectrum, trip-the-catwalk fantastically with elegance and style.

So, with a nod to Mr. Blackwell, I am introducing a scintillating 10 Best-Dressed list in tandem with a "worst"-dressed run-down on the flip side.

Mr. Blackwell – a celebrated fashion designer – passed to spirit earlier this year.

During the course of his rich full life - the mischievous man with the laughing eyes achieved wide acclaim in the arena of Women’s Wear - having dressed a handful of high-society patrons, Nancy Reagan among them.

But, it was a fluky offer that descended out-of-the-blue one fine day that forever cemented his name in exclusive fashion circles.

Rising to the task of naming the best and worst dressed women in America for a features editor, the visionary fashion icon scored a big hit with the media, fashion designers, and the public alike.

In the form of a Haiku barb, Blackwell managed to astutely capture the essence of a subject’s fashion savvy, and the caustic fashion quip was born.

Several weeks ago, after penning a post on Fashion Tips, I was singled out by a blogger on the Internet as "the next Mr. Blackwell”.

A former model (who segued into fashion writing) I jumped into the fray with glee, delighted to take on the challenge.

My column, Dressing Right, appeared in a daily (Southam News) in Vancouver (B.C.) and ably prepared me for the task at hand.

Although US, Star Magazine, and People recently singled out a gaggle of "best" and "worst" dressed femme fatales this past week at year’s end, there were a couple of problems with their assessments, in my opinion.

For starters, the editors focused the spotlight on expensive gowns worn at high-profile functions or red-carpet events that did not accurately reflect the star’s individual style or taste. Indeed, the extravagant rentals, were getting the big push by up-and-coming fashion designers anxious to get noticed in the glare of all the Hollywood Tinsel.

Notwithstanding, gowns they plucked up from relative obscurity (Gee, where have I heard that expression before) were if-y choices. Whoever selected the entries knew nothing about fashion.

Heidi Klum, for instance, was propped up in a self-indulgent number memorable for its vulgar overuse of fabric.

Secondly, swooping down on a celebrity out-of-the-blue – without any context or hint of a fashion history to refer to – is a definite no-no when it comes to determining an individual’s style and fashion savvy.

A "best"-dressed candidate’s placement on such a list cries out for a number of key factors to take into consideration – body shape, complexion, lifestyle, consistent displays of fashion sensibilities to-and-from work, picking up the kids at school, at Hollywood premieres, and so forth and so on.

With that in mind, I plunged ahead and rustled up right-on-the-money 10 Worst-dressed and 10 Best-dressed lists for 2008.


10 Worst-Dressed Women (2008)

Cher
(Vegas Songbird)




A Cleopatra wanna-be mummified in 70’s fashion formaldehyde.


Paris Hilton
(poor little rich girl)





A Swedish milk maid gone amok at Frederick's of Hollywood.


Lindsay Lohan
(Party Girl Extraordinaire)





A pasty fur tart with all-the-wild-eyed innocence of a "tina" junkie.

Stripped down, on the down low, a sleazy sexpot without any gams or glam!


Emma Thompson
(stand-out fashion crimes against the Nation)





An over-ripe ingénue wrapped in swirls of bargain-basement K-Mart sheets, prone to tease with hooter-style booby-traps up top.


Oprah Winfrey
(pictured above)


Gifted gabber with no talent for playing "dress up”

A puffy éclair cinched in at the cream-filled middle with a zesty crown of chocolate shavings on top, one day, a jilted bride dashing home barefoot to gorge on southern fried chicken, the next


Sigourney Weaver
(a gangly spaced-out melodrama)





In one red-carpet appearance, appeared for all-the-world like a beanstalk with peek-a-boo limbs.

The gutsy machine-gun toter, for the most part, is alien to any fashion sensibilities past present or future.


Whoopi Goldberg
(court Jester or clown Prince?)





A grand lady of comedy in a hefty bag – punctuated with off-the-wall ties and bland layers of lackluster fabric on a secret mission to conceal congealing fat folds, that lurk beneath a gruff surface.

Even a gown (?) on the mannish mannequin is a fashion victim disaster no matter how you cut the cloth.


Pamela Anderson
(VIP for the Tattoo set)




Never one to be upstaged by a feather boa, the sexy siren is a flesh pot top-heavy babe, with hints of Bridget Bardot in a disappearing garment act.


Barbara Streisand
(Golden pipes and snoz for schlock)





A bellowing shrew keen on political top notes, swaddling in cutesy little girl fantasies in an upbeat make-up mood one day, prone to end up languishing like a beached whale in the shifting sands of Malibu, on another.


Ellen DeGenerres
(page boy with snappy shoes!)





A throwback look which harkens back to the dykes of the sixties - sparked up with cool argyle sweaters, polyester slacks in bland shades, and snappy sensible shoes - crowned with a butch haircut sure to attract any lipstick lesbo.


10 Best-Dressed

Nicole Kidman
(cruising without Top Gun to lofty heights)





A risk-taker from down under, occasionally over the top, who is often prompted to venture into wild couture territory on the heels of some whimsical fashion trend she's uncovered.

Invariably, Kidman successfully carries off the exploratory probe with her own inimitable style.


Michelle Obama
(pictured above)





Though crowned Blackie "O" by cynical fashionistas, Obama's hubby is "no" Jackie Kennedy by any stretch of the fabric.

Comfortable in her fashion skin, individual in her style, the 1st Lady elect always manages to pull off a casual chic befitting a carefully-constructed image, sure to fall short of ever embarrassing any self-respecting American. (photo above)

Candis Cayne
(Dirty Sexy Money)





A statuesque swirl of sensual style - showy, sexy - sure to turn heads when she sashays into the room.


Ariana Huffington
(Queen of the Blogosphere)





A thoroughbred sensibility with a keen eye towards a practical business "look", Huffington can mix 'n match with the best of 'em - and in the process - light up the world of rich media, faces of mealy-mouthed moguls, and fawning bloggers around the net.


Kathleen Quinlan
(Never promised a rose garden)





Subtly attired in ensembles for a woman of a certain age, Kathleen is a shining example of how to highlight assets without maxing 'em out in designer duds too splashy for a specific occasion.


Kate Bosworth
(Stylish lady)





A beauty with brains.

A midas touch when it comes to pushing a fashion envelope that excites! tittilates! Wows!

A role model for starlets chomping at the bit in pursuit of elusive fame.


Elaine Wynn
(Queen of the Desert)





A down-to-earth fairy-tale Princess in charge of her tactile senses.

With a dollop of luxury, and a modicum of fashion savvy, Mrs. Wynn trots the jet-set gangplank with understated elegance, individual style, and with a poise that is unmatched on the Vegas strip (and elsewhere).


Penelope Cruz
(exotic gem!)





Petite, pretty, and radiating youth and vitality, Ms. Cruz likewise steps into a fashion sensibility daily that sets her apart from other talents reaching for the brass ring.

An exotic gem with the world at her feet.(and a posse of men, no doubt)


J Lo
(the other half of a fated duo)





A flowering fashion icon with a flair for the feminine, a flourish for fabric and color, the dishy dame matures every day like a fine bottle of wine!


Kim Kardashian
(a flair for adventure in fashion)





High-spirited clothes horse that packs a wallop in the charm department. With an intuitive fashion sense under her wing, Kim pushes the limits not only in an adventurous way, but with the ultimate aim of avoiding faddish threads that might otherwise tarnish her polished image


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*Men's Worst-dressed list unveiled February 1st!

Friday, September 19, 2008

Candis Cayne...delights partygoers at Abbey Fundraiser. Universal Studios donates truckload of toys!



I planned to head home and hit the sack, but when I cruised by the Abbey last night and spied the beautiful tree out front festively decorated for the club's - "Christmas in September" - fundraiser, it perked me up.

So, I dashed home - donned a torso-fitting "T" shirt, splashed on a dash of pricey cologne - and headed out to CVS to pick up a toy.

As I pointed out in a post a couple of days ago, the Abbey tosses the splashy soiree each year to raise toys for the Children's Hospital.

This year, the event was headlined by talented Candis Cayne.

Out front, the partygoers were wowed by pristine banks of snow that beckoned at the gate, which the organizers generously layered on the path into the trendy watering hole on Robertson.

Inside, a bevy of pretty babes - men, too - were having their photos taken on the lap of a darkly handsome Santa built like a brick - um - you get the idea.

His chiseled abs were so rock hard - that they persisted with their "cut" look - even as he sat back in the comfy high-back chair surrounded by toys collected at the door.

My own stomach muscles tend to sink into a bowl of lively jelly when I flop down into an easy chair.

The cute doorman handed me a coupon as I turned in my gift, so I sauntered over to the bustling bar - manned by adept muscled barkeeps - to snatch up an exotic cocktail provided by management, gratis.

Don't know what mysterious ingredients were swimming inside the elegant cocktail glass - but, in moments - I was elevated to a warm and fuzzy mood!

Shortly after I alighted at a perch up-close near all the action, an announcement rattled the air.

"Ladies and Gentlemen. Please welcome, Candis Cayne."

A spotlight fell on the front entrance - and there draped against the frame of the well-crafted door - stood the glamorous Ms. Cayne dressed to-the-nines in a dazzling full-length fire-engine red frock.

A cut-away section on the right side from mid-thigh to the floor - exposed long pretty glams - and corset flourishes at the waistline drew attention to her svelte well-toned figure.

When she broke into - "Santa Baby" - I laughed.

Years ago, when I appeared on Tracey Ullman's X-Mas show, the comedian sang that little number in a skit for the popular show.

But, it paled next to Candis's sexually-charged rendition which wowed the crowd from the get-go.

Those of you who have patronized the bar are no doubt familiar with the long pathway that runs from the front door to the nefarious back room.

Ms. Cayne used the full-length of it to kick up her heels, gyrate sensually to the upbeat music, and otherwise captivate the crowd in what amounted to a glittering performance.

There was quite a well-heeled crowd in attendance.

For instance, there were a number of stunning young ladies - all dolled-up in eye-catching designer cocktail dresses - sprinkled here and there about the packed environs.

As the fundraiser kicked into high gear, Chi Chi La Rue made an impressive entrance in a tight little black dress - with hair out to "there" - with an entourage of studly young males in tow.



In fact - Chi Chi's posse of fashionistas added quite a bit of zest to the high-profile eye-candy - already kibitzing at the trendy watering hole.


During a second show on the main stage, Candis carried off a couple of upbeat Barbara Streisand tunes, with all the expertise of a seasoned pro.

Talented, gal!

At this juncture, Ms. Cayne was ecstatic as she made an all-important announcement to the revved up revellers.

Earlier that day - when Universal Studios got wind of the event - they generously donated a whole truckload of toys to the fundraiser.

Steve, the original owner of the Abbey - who nurtured the cafe from a little hole-in-the-wall take-out to the successful in-spot it is today - proudly noted that in the five years the Abbey has been hosting the event, last night's fundraiser was the most successful yet.

Congrats!

I headed home to dreamland at that point.

Now, I am looking for the eye of the dog that bit me, go figure!

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

The Abbey...Christmas in September! Fundraiser for toys. West Hollywood. September 18th.



West Hollywood's trendiest watering hole - The Abbey - will be tossing its annual "Christmas in September" fundraiser to rustle up much-needed toys for the Children's Hospital of Los Angeles.



Bring along an unwrapped toy.







As you sip on an exotic cocktail, thrill to a live performance by sexy siren Candis Cayne.




Whisper your Christmas wishes in the ear of Santa as you sit in his sexy lap!

Sounds by DJ Marco.

See 'ya there!




 
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