After my last post, I'd to share my lighter side. And what better way than to show some of my Elvis collectibles. You might notice that I have a teeny teeny thing about the King, but I rarely purchase any of this schwag - most of it has been a gift. And I must also admit that the best Elvis gift wasn't an item, it was a weeked in Memphis. My two best friends kidnapped me and took me to Graceland for my 30th bday.
So lets start highbrow:
I've got this Warhol used as a museum exhibit title print hanging in my kitchen. If you look real close at this excellent photo I took with my iPhone you can see all my liquor bottles.
Yes its true, I can sit on Elvis' face anytime I want. A former boss gave this to me. Its really awesome - velvet seat, gold fringe and blue glass beads.
An intern found this decanter on eBay, another birthday gift for me. Baby E hangs out with my shell from Mustique and my lava lamp on my fireplace. Why Baby E? because big daddy lives in the hall.
It makes me smile when guests quickly look over their shoulders to see who's standing behind them. I'm an excellent hostess.
My birthday and Elvis' death day are one day apart. My friends didn't realize this, and during our Graceland visit met all sorts of serious fans who were really mourning his passing. I'm not that kind of fan. I just can't get over how silly "Roustabout" was. Or the fringe and karate. Its the kitsch that I love. And he was hot.