12/28/08

Loving Beyond Black and White

In Memoriam

Mildred Loving had no intention of being a civil-rights hero. She and her husband simply wanted to go home. And that wish turned the soft-spoken Loving into a crusader who struck down laws prohibiting interracial couples from marrying.

Mildred Jeter, who was African- and Native-American, and Richard Loving, who was white, first met as children in Central Point, Va. In 1958, they traveled to Washington, D.C., to wed, because interracial couples could not marry in Virginia. They didn't raise a ruckus over flouting the Virginia law, they simply returned home to live their lives. But a month later the police raided their home in the middle of the night and arrested them for "cohabiting as man and wife, against the peace and dignity of the Commonwealth." Richard spent a night in jail. Mildred, who was pregnant at the time, was jailed for five days. They pleaded guilty and the judge in the case sentenced them each to a year in prison, but suspended the sentence provided they left Virginia and did not return together for 25 years. During the sentencing, Judge Leon Bazile said that God never intended for the races to mix, so their marriage was an abomination.

The Lovings moved to Washington and had three children, but they missed the rural Virginia town where they grew up and fell in love, and where their family still lived. In 1963, as Congress was preparing to pass the Civil Rights Act, Mildred wrote a letter to Attorney General Robert Kennedy, asking if this new law would allow them to go home. The answer was no, but he referred the Lovings to the ACLU, which immediately took up the case.

On June 12, 1967, the U.S. Supreme Court ruled unanimously in their favor. In the decision, Chief Justice Earl Warren wrote, "[t]he freedom to marry has long been recognized as one of the vital personal rights essential to the orderly pursuit of happiness by free men." At the time, 16 states had laws against interracial marriage — Maryland's anti-miscegenation law was overturned a few months before the ruling. They were all struck down.

And the Lovings went back to their life. Richard, a bricklayer, built them a house in Central Point. Mildred raised their children. In 1975, Richard was killed in a car accident. Mildred, who never remarried, died on May 2, 2008 in the house Richard built her.

Mildred Loving was, by all accounts, a humble woman who never considered herself a hero. She rarely talked to the press, but in 2007, in honor of the 40th anniversary of the Supreme Court's decision, she issued a statement that was read at the National Press Club. She and her husband didn't get married "to make a political statement or start a fight. We were in love, and we wanted to be married," she wrote. "Not a day goes by that I don't think of Richard and our love, our right to marry, and how much it meant to me to have that freedom to marry the person precious to me, even if others thought he was the 'wrong kind of person' for me to marry. I believe all Americans, no matter their race, no matter their sex, no matter their sexual orientation, should have that same freedom to marry. ... That's what Loving [the decision], and loving, are all about."

—Anna Ditkoff

12/20/08

Seven Pounds





Make sure you bring tissue.

12/18/08

I have no words.

This is RuPaul's 2008 Christmas card - a tribute to the Obamas.

12/15/08

Monday Thoughts

On impulse, I bought 10 cans of Campbell's tomato soup because out of the blue, I remembered my Grandmother cooking tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches for me when I was about 7. I remembered dipping the grilled cheese squares in the soup and how that was the perfect combination to warm me up on a cold winter day. I wanted to capture that memory again. When I got home and tasted the soup, I hated it. Did they change the formula? Totally weird. Now, what am I supposed to do with the remaining 9 cans?


I must be really excited about spending Christmas in America. I started wrapping G's presents today. Then I decided to organize my closet, so that it will be easier to pack this weekend. WTF? I got rid of a lot of old clothes, mostly t-shirts - G calls them my uniform. I also threw away a really nice handbag. Even though I liked the style and brand, I never wore it because it was a gift from someone I really didn't care for. Every time I looked at that purse, I thought of bad memories. But over the years, I never threw it away because I'm...superficial. Today I finally tossed it. It was very cathartic for me. Afterwards, I felt great.

I'm developing an addiction to Wakame.

We went to Josephine's on Saturday and after all the hype - it sucked.

G's company Christmas party is this week.
I asked him what I should wear and he replied, "Maybe leggings?"

12/11/08

Idiot Proof Wine

Wine snobs can stop reading now. Finally, the wine guessing game is over. If you like wine, but hate trying to pair it with dinner, then Wine That Loves may be your answer. These wines are designed to pair with the foods Americans enjoy most, and literally tell you on the front of the bottle what they pair with.

Genius!

12/9/08

The "O" Factor

No, not Oprah. Obama. It's pretty obvious to me that our new president's sense of style is already influencing some of our youth. I remember shortly after his election victory, there was a photograph of Barack Obama dropping off his daughters at school, wearing a North Face fleece jacket. When I saw that photograph, I said to G, "North Face just won the Lotto." Well, on Saturday, my girlfriend and I spent 6 hours Christmas shopping at the mega mall, Tyson's Corner. And we couldn't help noticing - there were so many African American teenagers wearing North Face gear...which in my opinion, is a new thing. Cool:)

12/8/08

You can't spell families without 'lies'.

I haven't enjoyed a Christmas movie this much since watching my all time favorite - no matter how many times you've seen it, you can't help laughing at the same scenes Christmas movie, Jingle All The Way.

12/4/08

What's a Girl to Wear?

Who will design Michelle Obama's Inaugural gown? Some of the world's top designers were asked to submit their exclusive sketches for the country's future first lady. Here are my favorites.

Monique Lhuillier


Oscar de la Renta


Christian Lacroix


Badgley Mischka


Betsey Johnson

12/2/08

Onesies for Adults

How cool are these footed pajamas? (G...hint, hint)

11/27/08

Thanksgiving in NYC

The Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade was worth braving the crowds and cold - it was awesome!

11/23/08

I feel old.

The new Monopoly has electronic banking with credit cards (wrong on so many levels) and new game tokens. Remember the thimble, iron, shoe, and top hat? Well, they have been "modernized" with a Segway, an Altoids tin, flat screen tv, and a dog in a handbag.

11/19/08

From Palm Trees to a Parade

We just made it home from a mini vacation in Miami Beach and all I have to say is...
DAMN IT'S COLD! It was around 85 every day in Miami and we both have tan lines to prove it. We had a relaxing time just hanging out on the beach during the day, people watching, and trying a few new restaurants at night but man, we missed Denzel! It was the first time we boarded him and even though we took a tour of the facility - ah, twice - we still worried. But he was fine. Dirty face and stinky fur, but fine. In a couple of days, we are leaving for New York. G has always wanted to see the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, so while taking a morning stroll on the beach last week, we decided to just do it. Spontaneous plans are the best, right? Denzel is coming with us but it's already a given that he will have to stay in the hotel during the parade. Now, the most important thing is to find a restaurant for Thanksgiving dinner...

11/5/08

OBAMA Wins 2008 Presidential Election!


"If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.

It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen, by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different, that their voices could be that difference.

It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled. Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been just a collection of individuals or a collection of red states and blue states.

We are, and always will be, the United States of America.

It's the answer that led those who've been told for so long by so many to be cynical and fearful and doubtful about what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.

It's been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this date in this election at this defining moment change has come to America.

A little bit earlier this evening, I received an extraordinarily gracious call from Sen. McCain.

Sen. McCain fought long and hard in this campaign. And he's fought even longer and harder for the country that he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine. We are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader.

I congratulate him; I congratulate Gov. Palin for all that they've achieved. And I look forward to working with them to renew this nation's promise in the months ahead.

I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart, and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on the train home to Delaware, the vice president-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.

And I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last 16 years the rock of our family, the love of my life, the nation's next first lady Michelle Obama.

Sasha and Malia I love you both more than you can imagine. And you have earned the new puppy that's coming with us to the new White House.

And while she's no longer with us, I know my grandmother's watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight. I know that my debt to them is beyond measure.

To my sister Maya, my sister Alma, all my other brothers and sisters, thank you so much for all the support that you've given me. I am grateful to them.

And to my campaign manager, David Plouffe, the unsung hero of this campaign, who built the best -- the best political campaign, I think, in the history of the United States of America.

To my chief strategist David Axelrod who's been a partner with me every step of the way.

To the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you've sacrificed to get it done.

But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to. It belongs to you. It belongs to you.

I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn't start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington. It began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston. It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give $5 and $10 and $20 to the cause.

It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation's apathy who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep.

It drew strength from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on doors of perfect strangers, and from the millions of Americans who volunteered and organized and proved that more than two centuries later a government of the people, by the people, and for the people has not perished from the Earth.

This is your victory.

And I know you didn't do this just to win an election. And I know you didn't do it for me.

You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime -- two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century.

Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us.

There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after the children fall asleep and wonder how they'll make the mortgage or pay their doctors' bills or save enough for their child's college education.

There's new energy to harness, new jobs to be created, new schools to build, and threats to meet, alliances to repair.

The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even in one term. But, America, I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there.

I promise you, we as a people will get there.

There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won't agree with every decision or policy I make as president. And we know the government can't solve every problem.

But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And, above all, I will ask you to join in the work of remaking this nation, the only way it's been done in America for 221 years -- block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.

What began 21 months ago in the depths of winter cannot end on this autumn night.

This victory alone is not the change we seek. It is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were.

It can't happen without you, without a new spirit of service, a new spirit of sacrifice.

So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism, of responsibility, where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves but each other.

Let us remember that, if this financial crisis taught us anything, it's that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers.

In this country, we rise or fall as one nation, as one people. Let's resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long.

Let's remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House, a party founded on the values of self-reliance and individual liberty and national unity.

Those are values that we all share. And while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress.

As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, we are not enemies but friends. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection.

And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn, I may not have won your vote tonight, but I hear your voices. I need your help. And I will be your president, too.

And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces, to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of the world, our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand.

To those -- to those who would tear the world down: We will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security: We support you. And to all those who have wondered if America's beacon still burns as bright: Tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity and unyielding hope.

That's the true genius of America: that America can change. Our union can be perfected. What we've already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.

This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that's on my mind tonight's about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She's a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing: Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.

She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn't vote for two reasons -- because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.

And tonight, I think about all that she's seen throughout her century in America -- the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can't, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.

At a time when women's voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.

When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs, a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.

When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.

She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that "We Shall Overcome." Yes we can.

A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination.

And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change.

Yes we can.

America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves -- if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?

This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment.

This is our time, to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth, that, out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope. And where we are met with cynicism and doubts and those who tell us that we can't, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people:

Yes, we can.

Thank you. God bless you. And may God bless the United States of America."

Barack Obama

11/3/08

Drag Queen Sunday Brunch

I never thought I would say this but I have found an event that is totally worth
the half hour standing in line wait. No matter if you're straight, gay, or sitting
on the fence, Perry's Drag Queen Sunday Brunch is a guaranteed good time!


10/31/08

Frohes Halloween!










Last Minute Budget Conscious Costumes

Barack-o-Lantern
Dress in head-to-toe orange, write “change” or “hope” in black letters across your chest, and look really, really earnest while raising a lighter in the air.

Boo-Tooth
Wear a bed sheet, strap on your wireless communications device, and make no apologies for using it throughout the night.

Gossip Ghoul
Wear the most heinous mask you can find and a tartan mini. Say OMG and dramatically text message about other partygoers all night.

Henna Montana
Tattoo your palms and dress in western wear. It might help to sing a bit.

Palin Comparison
Grab a friend, fashion similar updos, wink a lot, and ask people to size you up.

Pirated DVD
Wear your best eye patch and glue on some favorite discs. Tell the requisite jokes about being rated aaarrrgh.

Walk of Shame
Wear oversize button-down boxers, and heels. Tease your hair, mess up your makeup, and walk furtively through the party.

-Daily Candy

10/27/08

Fly Lounge

We found another winner. Love, love, love Fly. The inside of this tiny yet packed club resembles the interior of a private jet, complete with waitresses dressed up like naughty flight attendants. The music was so funky and unexpected - from Kanye to Bob Marley remixes, we stayed on the dance floor. And I'm still trying to figure out the meaning of the random cool bursts of foggy air that shot onto the dance floor.

Oh, who knew Stoli Blueberi was so yummy?

10/24/08

The Fine Print

Well, after two hours of sitting in the dentist's chair with my lips pulled back and an intense tingling (almost slow burning) solution on my teeth, I'm happy to say that Zoom definitely worked for me. I saw instant results. My teeth look ten years younger. Really. However, in the process of telling me about all of the wonderful benefits of Zoom, my dentist forgot to mention two important things. One, the shooting pains called "zingers" that are like the feeling you get from brain freeze, except in a single tooth. These random "zingers" last for 24 hours. And two, for 48 hours following the procedure, I could only eat white foods. Anything that would stain a white t-shirt was considered off limits. My diet consisted of Cream of Wheat and Grits, which is always nice for breakfast but for dinner...not so appealing. So the with the "zingers", the bland diet, and also having two fillings replaced on the same day, I was a walking nightmare. But my teeth look fantastic! For my first day without pain and back on colored foods, G and I were invited to the soft opening of Passion Fish, which means everything is complimentary - it's part of the training process for the waitstaff and a nice way to entice customers that live in the neighborhood. The official opening is tomorrow. Man oh man. The raw bar and sushi selections were excellent and the fish - perfect. We truly enjoyed everything we tried. Our dessert was especially cool.

10/20/08

Goodbye Yellow

I remember the first time I smoked a cigarette. I had to wait until my Mama went to sleep, not because I was too young to smoke but because even at 18, smoking was basically illegal in my Mother's house. I remember that first pull, the butterfly feeling in my stomach, the instant lightheadedness, the relaxation. Like a deep sigh in my brain. I was hooked. And I chased that dragon for 10 years. It became my most important and most favorite habit.... that first cigarette in the morning...smoking after dinner was waaaay better than dessert...any amount of stress, work related or personal, was always a little bit easier to deal with after a cigarette...and music+alcohol+smoking=socializing - always together, never separate. But as I got older, all of the bad things about smoking started to outweigh the good . For example, dying. Cancer. Developing a smoker's cough. Premature wrinkles. And yellow teeth. I finally quit my favorite habit with the help of Wellbutrin. It was my third attempt and it was very hard. But I kicked it. My skin looks a million times better and the tiny lines around my mouth did not disappear but thankfully, they aren't getting deeper. The only remaining visible sign of my smoking days is the color of my teeth. So I decided to kick that too. I'm rewarding myself with Zoom. Tomorrow morning, I'm having my teeth whitened.

Goodbye yellow yuk mouth. Hello, white dazzling smile!

10/16/08

10/13/08

In a Nutshell

I had a hard time signing into Blogger - almost forgot my password. It's been a loooong time, right? Bis nächste Woche! Ha! Well, here's the short version of the story. Our reaffirmation ceremony was absolutely perfect. The night before, we spent some time "catching up" with my Sis and her husband. Why is it when you know you have to be up early in the morning for something really important, when you know that you really need to rest, why do you always end up doing damage!? We are planning on picking up where we left off on New Year's Eve. Oh, and our favorite present was from my Girlfriend P - we've been friends since we were 4 years old! She sang At Last for us and brought everyone to tears. On Friday, G's parents headed back home to Germany. His Mom flew like a rock star, she slept through the entire flight and woke up totally refreshed. We couldn't believe how well she did for her first flight - ever! We had such a good time together. Some of the highlights include playing Taboo in German and laughing until our sides hurt. And I cooked a traditional Thanksgiving dinner - they loved my macaroni and cheese and cornbread. We spent a day in Annapolis and of course, we did the Blue Crab Beat Down after seeing the sights.

And because a visit to America isn't complete without a little Wii, we also taught G's Dad how to bowl, play tennis, and natürlich, how to box.

9/19/08

I Do...Take Two!

On Sunday, September 21, 2008, on our one year wedding anniversary, G and I will reaffirm our wedding vows. We are having a reaffirmation ceremony in my home town. I can not tell you how excited I am to introduce G to the most important people in my life in America.

When I think about the last year, so many memories come to mind....

First and always, our boy, Robbie...long walks down Leopoldstraße...summer afternoons in the Englischer Garten...my introduction to Beer Gardens...never ending German classes...those damn dance lessons...Paris with Mama...crying together on our our wedding day...watching the sunset in a jacuzzi tub full of bubbles in the Maldives...riding camels in Dubai...the Fry Guy in Amsterdam...seeing Denzel for the first time at the Frankfurt airport.....wow.

God is good.

Bis nächste Woche!