In the Toilet: American Idol "fashion" (Top 24)

American Idol Season 10 is PAINFULLY booooooooooring. (Can I get an AMEN?!) So tonight Wickstrom Adventures presents an extra special A.I. fashion flush:

He said/She said

He's sporting a mullet, she's seducing the camera like nobody's business and together, they're teaming up to provide straight-shooting, limited-expletive-laden analysis of the so-called "fashion" parading around Idol. Behold:

She said: "Look, Chris. It's your brother in mullets."



He said: "It's like Beatles on the top and Billy Ray Cyrus (circa '92) on the bottom. Definitely a whale of a tale. Grow for the gold, bro!"


She said: "Did you really just say 'whale of a tale?' Um..."

He said: "This was my favorite outfit of the night. I'm a little sentimental seeing granny's entryway rug again."


She said: "It's like the single most unflattering 'vest' I've ever seen. Let this be a lesson to us all: the fastest way to add 300 lbs. to your hips is by wearing a rug-turned-vest."

She said: "Okay, be honest. Would you rather be known as 'crazy eyes girl' or 'never comb your hair girl?'"


He said: "Depends on what I'm singing."

He said: "Check it out -- not only is my DAWG extending the Randy Jackson World Cardigan Tour of '09 into another season, he's paying tribute to Paula Abdul's jewelry addiction, or, as you'd say, 'over-blingifying.' Isn't there some rule about too much jewelry? Personally, I stick with just one tasteful accessory: my belly ring." She said: "True, but I'm loving the watch. Reminds me of a certain timepiece in my jewelry box."

She said: "Thoughts?"



He said: "The outfit is showing up all over her face as severe pain."



She said: "She's obviously suffering from dual climatizationitis -- her nightie is creating Arctic conditions up top while the leg warmers are giving her sweaty calf syndrome."


He said: "ARE WE DONE YET?"



She said: "You're right. This is exhausting work, especially since half of these people will be off the show before we can even finish this post. I say we provide the pictures and let the masses scoff for themselves. But before we sign off, we must note that Allison is still her horribly dressed self."


He said: "What she said."


Thanks for tuning into this special He said/She said A.I. fashion flush. You can participate in the fun by adding you two cents on the following "fashion" tragedies in the comments:

The inexplicably mismatched accessories

The ace bandage shoes paired with tacky lace hosiery

The armored shoulder pads

The feminine hygiene product headband

The white fright

The taffeta dress and Teva river shoes

Click here to catch up on In the Toilet: American Idol "Fashion."

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Prepare to be wowed by adorableness!

Does anyone else think that watching A.I. feels LABORIOUS?! I have three TiVo-ed episodes LOOMING ahead, but I promise some fashion commentary this weekend (Chris is helping me create a "he said, she said." Woo hoo!).

In the meantime, my most amazing photographer friend Andrea came to town and worked her magic at our new house. My photographic direction: capture HAZEL. Behold: (Did you notice how Hazel's sitting on my new favorite chair? Loooooooooove.)

Andrea even made us look presentable -- she's that good!
Yay, kitchen + husband + new dress!

Check out the rest here. And call her! Andrea is MIRACULOUS!

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A brief giggle mixed with the stress

Chris never ceases to crack me up, even in the midst of a STRESSFUL first home-buying process that includes finishing a small bathroom before closing on the (dream) house.
Fun to shop? Yes! Hard to resist going over the top? VERY (especially when the rest of the house is so beautiful).

I need your bargain shopping/house closing/bathroom finishing vibes to carry me through the rest of this month.

In the meantime, here's a recent (very typical) Wickstrom exchange. Enjoy!

CHRIS: Dang, can’t we find a towel holder and tissue holder somewhere else?
BECKY: Probably. :(
CHRIS: I’ll help look. The sconces and mirror are noticeably nicer, but unless the towel bar comes encrusted with some bling-bling and the toilet paper dispenser includes an automatic comfort moistener, the price seems a little steep.
BECKY: You’re a party pooper. What is a comfort moistener anyway?!?!
CHRIS: I’m not saying not to get those items, I will just feel seriously ripped off if we do. Like highway-robbery ripped off. I bet the CEO of Restoration Hardware has his “tissue dispenser” stocked with a fresh roll of Benjamins. BTW, a comfort moistener is that spray that you spray on you TP, remember?
BECKY: Good to know.

Project renovate a bathroom/buy a new house without killing each other continues...

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Optimum optimism (all that I can muster)

I really, REALLY miss blogging. But instead of unloading the 1 MILLION reasons why I've been away, I'm celebrating the half-full glass from which I'm currently sipping.

Like right now -- guess where I am. Home? Nope. Office? Kinda. I'm "working" at a dress rehearsal of The Scarlet Pimpernel. No really.
And although it's 10 p.m. (at intermission) and I'm putting in some seriously long work hours, having clients like a theatre company, a swanky day spa and a luxury resort property on Laguna Beach makes it bearable. Oh and there's my largest project as executive producer/understudy performer/writer of a rock show/musical/school assembly program for kids. Working hard never felt so good!

Then there's the shoebox, ahem, APARTMENT we call home. You'll probably remember that it's located directly above heaven:
The good news is that I have an excuse to pop in "just to browse" anytime the spirit moves me. The bad news: even if I had extra cash, I could not possibly fit one more thin whisp of cotton in my sorry excuse for a closet (believe me, I've tried.) (And so help me, Chris, I'll keep trying!)

Speaking of the apartment, I'm very pleased with our bedroom decor:
Luckily, our queen-sized bed fits perfectly into the alcove in the bedroom. UNLUCKILY, our queen-sized bed fits perfectly into the alcove in the bedroom, which means making the bed is DIFFICULT! At least I get to look up at my happy yellow shade every night as I drift away to dreamland.

Which reminds me. Before we left D.C., Chris created a hybrid of my perfect dream man: Jermaine + ROB!
Oh Chris, you really know how to win over this girl! Even after (almost) seven years...

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A birthday to look UP!

I was in desperate need of a pick-me-up and without even asking, that's exactly what I got for my birthday!

It's no secret that our recent move to Utah was a humongous challenge for both Wickstroms. Couple a birthday with this major life change (not to mention the Utah Bar study consuming Chris' life) and it's safe to say I was 100% NOT looking forward to celebrating.

But a week ago, we saw UP!, a sweet, creative, uplifting movie about embracing the joy of life's journey and not succumbing to sadness when you face trials. Both Chris and I were blown away.

Then I arrived at work on Wednesday to find: My mom told the florist I was "a very stylish dresser" and could she please use an "appropriate" vase:

All week the sweet smell of roses and lilies filled my office!

I was feeling happier already. In addition to awesome cards, thoughtful gifts and chocolate cake at work, I got an e-mail from my BFF at midnight on Friday.

(Isn't she gorgeous? You should read her blog. It's brilliant and pure happiness!)

She told me to visit the birthday blog she created for me last year (brilliant idea, right?) for a special surprise.

Holly invited some of the most important women in my life to shower me with love on the blog! This was one of the most thoughtful and NEEDED birthday gifts I've ever received. As I read their overly generous words, I was intermittently sobbing and laughing. These, the woman I most admire, were celebrating me! I felt amazing.

THEN (can you believe there's more?!), hot husband told me we had to be in Park City by 6:30 a.m. on Saturday morning. I had no idea what he had planned.

Bleary eyed, I woke up at 4:45 a.m. and Chris showed me this post (his first ever on Wickstrom Adventures -- hooray!).

We spent a beautiful (though sleepy) morning floating above the stunning Utah mountains. It was perfect!

Thanks everyone for such a wonderfully UPlifting birthday!
I love you!

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