Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Westminster Dog Show, the supermodels



Just taking another detour from writing about WOMEN and GUITARS to report on the Westminster Dog Show and a few other things that happened yesterday. First...I tried to storm the Bryant Park fashion week tents and....they LET ME IN. HUH... I told the bored security at the door that I didn't have an invite. They thought about it, then shrugged and moved aside...wow. I guess I had that little sumpthin sumpthin which made me immediately feel better about myself, especially since I had met the 6'4", 105 lb "Shalom" model the night before at the Jonathan Richman concert and felt like a 5'6", 120 sumpthin lb chunky dwarf. But she was SO SWEET and I quickly recognized that no matter how much one fights stereotypes in magazines and episodes of the "Millionaire Matchmaker", sometimes that conditioning still sneaks in and makes ya feel insecure. Anyway, NEXT year I hope to get a real ticket to the runway shows.

Then we went to the Westminster Dog Show and even more surprisingly I was able to WALK IN with a full Starbucks Latte. The security guard even gave me the quick hand pass and made everyone else dump theirs out! I really DO have that little sumpthin sumpthin tonight! Madison Square Garden won't even let you buy a bottled water THERE with a cap on it. At this point I was feeling...pretty GOOD...

Here's some pictures from the Dog Show. During the judging of "Best In Show" at the end, a PETA member stormed the floor and stood on the platform in the center holding a sign up. As one woman was being taken a way, a second woman PETA member came out and did the same. Unfortunately they hadn't planned well enough to show the sign to more than ONE side of MSG so I couldn't read it from our side and couldn't get a worthy picture... The one below of "MUTTS RULE" is from an online site. The rest of the photos show the REAL SUPERMODELS of the world, these dogs. I saw one share steak and potatoes from the same fork as its owner. They sleep, are pampered, eat and live better than me, and come out once a year or more to strut their stuff... Off stage they acted just like the dogs they are....AWW.

MUTTS RULE.... They do. Ask my mutt dog and two mutt pussycats sitting here next to me.







And the owners tend to look and dress like their dogs... (wait...do I?)










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