Admittedly this went to hell in a lot of ways but important. Kira! Michelle! Melissa!
Admittedly this went to hell in a lot of ways but important. Kira! Michelle! Melissa!
Ever since I knew enough about the world to know what I wanted to be when I grew up I knew what it would be: famous. It has been my dream. I wanted to hear people scream my name, say “omg, that’s ruby karp!”. I didn’t care if I would get paid; I just wanted to see my name in lights. As a 4 year old, my singing voice was not that strong, but as soon as I could I forced my mom to put me in musical theater (and I still take it to this very day). I then made my mom put me in ballet, which I HATED. The teacher was mean and made the act all about her and it bored me to DEATH. My first year in the theater class we just played games and messed around. The year after, still taking ballet, they announced they would be doing wizard of oz, I instantly knew who I wanted to be. GLINDA! I loved musicals. The songs spoke to me. Every time my mom said we would be taking a car trip I would get excited because I could listen to my iPod. Music spoke to me. After wizard of oz auditions, they posted the cast list. I was crushed. I got a flying monkey, and the mayor of munchkin land. I was sure I was going to get glinda. I was so upset I bursted into tears. I had experienced rejection. The next year they did Pinocchio. I have to say, this was my favorite play we did. I got jiminy cricket, which was so fun. I had my own song that I sang all around the house, I really got into it. I loved it. I proved to my director I could play big parts. That year I also quit ballet. I had been taking karate this whole time and I stopped that year. That summer I was stuck at my beach house with not much to do except watch this movie grease. I loved it. Sandy was my idol. I sang her songs and to this day I still act like miss goody two shoes sandy. I loved her. That year, we did Annie. I loved to dance, so I started taking this break dancing class. I also took this cartooning class and I started to fall in love with it! I found a new world when I was drawing. I still love it. Now Annie was one of my fave movies and I wanted to be Annie. On the day of auditions I wore this big Annie wig to be funny and these two girls, kept taking the wig. I had told them to stop, but they didn’t. It brang me to tears but I still went on. I was so happy. I HAD GOT THE ROLE OF ANNIE! I was so happy and I had put in as much dedication as I could. We performed infrot of my school that year too. In the middle of all this there was lots of drama off-stage. This boy and me would always compete. He always thought he was SO TALENTED and I was known as the girl who performs and he was known as the boy so he would always be all im-better-than- you. This boy was really mean to me. He told me I was not pretty and that no boy would ever like me and he told me I was a loser. Now, he was a musician too. He thought he was AMAZING and he thought that writing a song for a girl made him cool :/ I was friends with him…. Sometimes. I gave him girl advice. He liked this girl but I had a crush from him. one day he told me that he would never like me, that I was not pretty at all, that he was WAYYYY more talented than me and that he would always be the better singer and that he hates me and that im a spoiled rich brat who is ugly. Now getting that from your crush really hurts. Like A LOT. Now, he took breaking dancing too. This year, one day in class I went to the bathroom and when I came back my teacher told me he was about to battle me to a dance off. I said ok and went to where everyone was. And like my teacher said, he did. He did his little dance, friends cheering him on (but no one there for me) and then said it was my turn and I asked him why he was doing this. He said “well I kind of hate you so I want to prove im better than you”. I told him no. His idiot friends called me a chicken and so did he. He said, “You will always be that 9-year-old LOSER!” I told him “yea, I am. But at least I know that im not some bad person who bullies girls. And you can call me ugly but inner beauty is the only one that matters to me” and then he said “just go away you loser” and I walked away but what happened hurt, and I started to cry. A couple weeks later a close friends of mine moved away and so we had a goodbye party for him, but I had to leave early. He told me I was a horrible friend when I was saying goodbye and… I slapped him. He said, “that was such a girl slap” then I slapped him even harder. I hugged my friend goodbye decently and that was the last time I saw either of them. This last year they did fame. But it was NOT fame. It was some completely different story with new characters but it just had the same theme and some songs. I got May, not a HUGE role but a good one. I got my own song called “hot lunch”. After that they had another workshop that I took. We were allowed to choose any Broadway song we wanted to sing. I choose “Popular” from Wicked. Now on the day of the performance I was singing. I messed a word or two up but then my teacher (INFRONT of a audience) said, “You are in a completely wrong place and we need to start over” I wasn’t really but I went with it. When I was done I went backstage and cried. After months of practicing that?! Really?! I was disappointed in myself. But I didn’t mess up that much! My director said he knew that I didn’t mess up and that the piano player should have just gone with it and that he would talk to him about it. Once he did, I felt a little better and at this point, I don’t really even care. This year, they are doing grease and I am SOOOOO excited. I love sandy, because she is so nice but they try’s to be mean but then just goes back to herself and that is a fun character to try to capture. I will keep you posted on what role I get, and I sadly cant do break dancing this year. I am too old to do it at the place I did it but I can find a new place. But I should tell you what happened last school year. I am in love with cartooning. So I went into art, doing a self-portrait and my art teacher goes “this is horrible!” I just smiled and shrugged it off but it hurt. I liked it and was kind of disappointed. But life went on. This whole time, ive been begging my mom to try to help me find an agent. I really love this but I want to audition for other things. It is a hard life but I am fascinated by it. Today, I don’t have an agent or anything, I still do that musical theater class and hope for sandy, I still cartoon, and I write for hello giggles. I love musical theater and hope to do it for the rest of my life.
And that is MY story.
I remember we were on the bus together—I think you were still in pre-K, and you told me that when you were famous you were going to be really nice and always sign autographs. Love you so much Rubalicious.
Michelle Phillips and Mama Cass out biking.
HOLY MOTHER. OF GOD. I was just reading about their induction into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and this is what Michelle Phillips reportedly said:
“Michelle Phillips created a memorable moment after all had accepted their awards returning to the podium saying, “I know that Cass is sitting on that big full moon tonight, looking down on these proceedings, wearing a size six Thierry Mugler dress, and thanking you all very, very much.”
I want to pinch her VERY HARD.
BAMF of the Day: 22-year-old Brooke Collins of Juneau spotted a black bear biting her dachshund’s neck, so she did what any normal dog lover would do: She ran over and punched the bear square in the nose.
“It was a stupid thing but I couldn’t help it,” she told the Juneau Empire. “I know you’re not supposed to do that but I didn’t want my dog to be killed.”
Collins says that when she let her dogs out Sunday evening she didn’t see that a bear was nearby. It was only after she heard Fudge barking that she realized something was amiss. “That bear was carrying her like a salmon,” she says.
The next few minutes went by in a blur. she approached the bear and struck it in the face, causing it to let go of the pup. “It was all so fast,” Collins is quoted as saying. “All I could think about was my dog was going to die.”
She sustained very minor injuries, and Fudge made away with a few shallow claw and bite marks.
This reminds me of when I asked Keala Kennelly how close she had ever been to a shark and she was like, “I killed one once.”
(above, Keala surfing a 20-feet-or-so wave at Teahupoo.)
Even her elbow is gorgeous.
Patti Smith for Creem magazine.
Someone threw bits of a rotting pumpkin into my neighbors backyard last year, and now they have a pumpkin patch where it was laying. There are these huge orange blossoms, vines looping around the fence, and at least one full sized pumpkin has grown from it so far.
They should throw money into the magic field next year!
I can play this entire vid in my head without even looking. BEYOND.
Castration Squad 1980
ONE HUNDRED PERCENT