Showing posts with label odd stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label odd stuff. Show all posts

04 August 2008

Doppelgangers (2)

Still on the theme of doppelgangers, I've just watched the very bizarre I'm Kylie's Body Double, which was unaccountably fascinating, and much more interesting than the title suggested - it followed a whole range of people whose body parts were in demand in the movie/tv/commercial/modelling worlds.

It's one of those things that you never think about - and certainly one that my careers adviser at school didn't cover. I know I don't have the most conventional of careers, but it's at least one that people have heard of (unlike my other half, who has had to repeatedly explain what a subtitler does to all and sundry over the last decade).

What really came across though was the maintenance required. I don't think I could cope with the endless manicures/pedicures/gym sessions - it would bore me to tears within a week (maybe this is why the actors being 'doubled' were also less than perfect). I think my record is two manicures in a year, so I sense a career in hand/foot modelling does not beckon (the wonky fingers that curve might also be a no-no, and my toes aren't exactly the straightest either). Maybe I can work on the bottom?

21 June 2008

Busy, back later

Apropos of nothing (it's pouring down with rain, I've spent the afternoon packing), here's:
Right, off for some sun. If there isn't any, I want my money back.

13 March 2007

pee-pee teepees

This has to be the weirdest thing I have ever seen. Now I know it's common to try and flog new parents all sorts of stuff they never ever thought they would need, but really, a "pee-pee teepee"?? Hello? Are Americans really that gullible? I can't speak from direct experience of dealing with little boys, (mind, M was quite good at weeing everywhere) but wouldn't a tissue serve the same purpose?

I bet it was dreamed up by one of those terribly enthusiastic amateur entrepreneurs you see on Dragons' Den, with the light of evangelism for their product in their eyes. Run away, people. Very fast indeed. Particularly from anyone who describes a pee-pee teepee as "an ideal baby shower gift".