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Monday, December 29, 2003

NOTES TO A DIVA-IN-TRAINING (from one who's been there):
 
(**in reply to an email from a Darling Diva-in-Training**)
 
Dear Angel,
 
I would never, ever tell you that "oh, you've only known each other for 3 months, you can't possibly be in love." I'm actually a believer in love at first sight (hard to believe, I know, from some of my posts, but true, nonetheless).
 
As a woman who has had many trust issues of her own, I would say this: Each person who comes into your life has a purpose. Something to teach you. It may be happy, loving and joyful, and/or painful, truthful and sharp, but altogether, you will learn. Ultimately, you have no choice but to learn. If you choose NOT to learn, you will only be given the lesson over and over until you finally "get it."
 
Cherish the happy, fun, teasing, goofy, silly, loving, mushy, sexy moments you have with (him). Grin, bite and bear the painful, hurtful, truthful, self-facing, angry, hard moments you have with him too. You will learn something from both.
 
You'll learn that you're worth loving. That a man is capable of loving you too. That not all men are asses (even though it seems a lot of them are). You'll also learn that because you're fearful of newness, change, and the wonderful goodness within yourself, you'll often push away the great guys in your life.
 
And you'll learn these things until you can see them for what they are -- accept the good things as they come, and squash your fears until you realize that you ARE beautiful. You ARE special. You ARE wonderful. You ARE worth it, and capable of being loved.
 
God(dess) help me if I sound like a f*cking self-help book, but it's all true. And when you're able to realize it....truly, honestly believe it, you'll fall in love completely. And you'll be happy - without waiting for the other shoe to drop. (It can happen, really!)
 
We all f*ck up. We all make bad choices. We ALL do things that, in the end, make us smack our foreheads and say "DOH! Why the HELL did I DO that???"
 
You know why? So you can learn not to do it when the right person comes into your path.
 
Enjoy your life, Angel-baby, every second.
 
Diva-Empathically Yours,
Vi

posted by DivaConfessions at December 29, 2003 23:10 | link | comments

Friday, December 26, 2003

Auction Closed!

Remember the "Diva for Rent" posting from 11/30/03? Well, this Diva has been RENTed! Yeah, baby! That's right! RENT tix showed up in my stocking! (Which, I'll have you know, looks like a high heel with maribou accents. Thanks, MOM! And here I didn't think you approved of this Diva 'thang'!)

I also had the pleasure of meeting some long lost Hollidays who hadn't seen the family since I was a year old. "My! How you've grown!" Well, it has been several years....

OH! And let's not forget to mention what Vi, lovely, lovely Vi got me for holliday! A sterling silver ring with lots of cz sparkle in the shape of a crown! Awww! What a girrrl! Thanks, Vi!

I hope all of you had a wonderful holliday too! I'd love to hear about them. Email me at zoeholliday@yahoo.com so I can post them for you!

Still stuffed from dinner two days ago,
Zoe (who can not write in html so this is white) ;)

(not anymore, 'cause she has a pal who's BACK at her home computer - WOO HOO!!!)


posted by DivaConfessions at December 26, 2003 14:55 | link | comments

Thursday, December 25, 2003

MERRY HOLLIDAYS!

Hello All! Sorry we haven't blogged much this week, but we've been busy with holliday family STUFF.

Stay tuned, as we'll be back with blogfodder and more beginning next week. :)

Have a wonderful holiday week!

Spiritedly Yours,
Vi

posted by DivaConfessions at December 25, 2003 10:57 | link | comments

Tuesday, December 23, 2003

Ah....but you forget....

Oh my darling Diva, there's a couple of things you didn't take into consideration:

a) that whilst my posts may be in white, I am STILL able to copy-correct (which is a damned good thing, 'cause even in THAT post I still had to make no less than FIVE copy corrections! Sorry, Zo. Diva-Flaw of mine: perfectionism),

and b) That actually, I can post in color since I can write in HTML, however, it just takes too damned long, and I'm a control freak with little patience (unfortunate trait, I'm afraid).

I love you, Diva-Darling Zo, and of course, I would NEVER think of 'getting back' at you. Superfluous Subterfuge just isn't my Diva-style. (hehe)

DivAstuciously Yours,
Vi

P.S. - Word of the Day: Astucious - means cunning or astute ;)

posted by DivaConfessions at December 23, 2003 17:33 | link | comments

Monday, December 22, 2003

Ha ha ha! Ho ho ho!

Should I sit here and love that I can blog and blog away to my heart's content in red while lovely Vi is in NV has to blog in white?

I mean, she is a perfectionist and I know how she feels about blogging in such a vanilla color. Speaking of vanilla, Vi is also a control freak (don't worry, I'm not blogging behind her back. She's a self-proclaimed control freak.) and what if I spelled vinila wrong and she wasn't able to fix it right away? OOhhhh. That would probably drive her craaaaazy.

But you see, in the spirit of the Hollidays (and no, I didn't spell that wrong - it's my last name so my ancestors are actually the ones who spelled it wrong. Oh, is there a ' in "ones"? I digress. I mean, I digress if it's spelled right that is.) and in the spirit of the Holidays and the Hollidays I will rescue Vi from her white blog. But, I guess by the time you see this her blog will no longer be white. In which case you might not get my post. But in which case you obVIously don't visit often enough. (You know, it's the Hollidays and you really should VIsit more.)

Is this too circular? Gosh, and speaking of my dear control freak Diva (and I was remember?) while her post is no longer white I get to choose the color. Nanananabooboo!

Gosh, do you think she'll get me back when I'm not using such a great machine and I'LL have to post in white?

Nah. She's waaay above that.

Love you dear Readers! Love you Vi baby! (Sorry, couldn't resist. You know me!)

Zoë

posted by DivaConfessions at December 22, 2003 13:14 | link | comments

Sunday, December 21, 2003

A previously pale posting:

Eeek, Divas! I'm on my Dad's computer this week, and he's very anti-microsoft-anything (Linux user all the way), so I can't format any of my posts without much HTML!! (Which I CAN do, but *grumble grumble* I've gotten spoiled....)

Ack. I'm choking. I can't believe this. My inner DivArtist-WebDiva is gasping for air......

Bear with me, chicas.....it's gonna be an interesting week. ;)

Love ya,
Vi (palette by: Zoë Holliday)


posted by DivaConfessions at December 21, 2003 11:29 | link | comments

Friday, December 19, 2003

Growing Up Diva

 

We have a darling bunch of young college women who visit our site regularly and call themselves “The Funnies.” (Still dying to know how the name came about….hint hint).

 

We LOVE The Funnies! I’ve heard Zo wax poetic many times about one Funny (Funnie?) in particular whom she and Daniel both adore. Wish I would’ve met her when she was still around the lou…..

 

Anyhoo……

 

We extend our hands and hearts to all of you College Divas-in-Training out there. I remember well my college days. Well, most of them anyway (selective memory – it’s an invaluable thing). As a matter of fact, Zo and I met while in college. Geez-o-pete – that was…what – 12 years ago? (yikes! :-o )

 

Most of the strong friendships in my life right now were formed then. It’s an incredible time in one’s life. I discovered so much about myself then. Many times, it was painful. (And not just the getting-up-for-an-8:30-class-after-partying-until-4-part….haha). During college, I had a few significant (and not so significant) relationships; passed (and “incompleted") some courses; changed majors 3 times; had my heart broken many more times than that; created friendships (and destroyed them, with all of my unfortunately misguided power); followed some frightening fashion trends; stole a boyfriend (or two); made memories (on camera) that guarantee that I can never run for public office; laughed much; cried often; got a tattoo; met my husband; got married; had a baby, and graduated.

 

And you know what? The degree part – the class part, of course, was terribly important. But when I think back on my college years, it’s not the classes I remember nearly as much as LIFE - happening. Especially relationships. Not only with others, but with my Self as well. I alternated between loving my life and despising it with every fiber of my being. Recognizing that while I pointed the finger at others, there were three others pointed back at me.

 

You know what, girls? TREASURE this time. Every single, solitary microsecond. Treasure both the joyful, happy, fun, giddy FUNNY moments as well as the godawful, painful sh*tty ones. They will be moments that will stick with you forever…help to shape who you are. Help you learn WHO you are. And it goes by so very quickly.

 

The best advice I can give you? Everything (every thing) happens for a reason. Good or bad, the choices you make, the choices that are seemingly made for you – happen so you can become the person you are meant to be. Embrace them. Feel your feelings all the way through – do not – do NOT squelch the feelings that you think you shouldn’t have, just go with it (don’t always necessarily feel them around other people, but feel them. ;) )

 

I know this advice may sound a little crazy (especially when it comes to the rougher moments), but someday, when you have time to reflect, you will know it to be true.

 

I wish you joy, love, luck, happiness, growth-through-pain and the discovery of your own possibilities!

 

Be a Diva, ladies. All your lives, be a Diva.

 

DivAdvocatingly Yours,

Vi

posted by DivaConfessions at December 19, 2003 03:03 | link | comments

Wednesday, December 17, 2003

Yadda x3

Okay, sorry I haven’t been blogging much. You know, it’s the holidays for the Hollidays and that means it’s a little hectic. That’s not the entire reason if I really fess up though. And need I remind you the word ‘confessions’ is in our URL? Truth be told, I have a new obsession. I know, yes, another one. I’ve fallen victim to Viggo Mortensen. I know, ME! The person who never obsesses or is attracted to a celebrity, ah, but here I am none the less. We’re even sun sign compatible. And he is a photographer and writer just like me! (Well, but more famous I suppose.) Oh, speaking of photography, and I sort of was, did I mention I’m for hire? Well, if any of you are interested. As far as Viggo, you can check him out at www.frostyland.com/Viggo/viggo.index.shtml. I don’t know. Maybe it’s because he’s Daniel-esque…..

If I don’t blog for another little while it might be because I decide to be one of the dorks in line to see The Lord of the Rings.

Tragic. Much unlike using watered down 'white out' to make your French pedi last an extra week.

Zoë

posted by DivaConfessions at December 17, 2003 17:19 | link | comments

Finding your 'passion'

Isn't it great when you find the thing you truly love?

I love my job. It's the greatest. People are usually eager to see me, they tell me nice things, and always have a compliment for me when they leave. I said to a client today "You know, I once thought about becoming a lawyer. I can be quite a hellion when it comes to expressing my own beliefs and opinions."

She shook her head, looked at me and said "No way, honey. You've FOUND your calling."

What a cool, freaking compliment.

People often ask me how long I've been a massage therapist, do I like it, etc., etc. Here's the scoop: I have a bachelor's degree in public relations. I worked as a non-profit org and corporate lackey for 8 years. Got fed up, decided to go back to school and into this line of work. And you know what? I've never been happier.

So, how do you do it? Find your passion (pardon the Oprah-ism, please). What subject can you talk for hours about? What subject makes you eager to jump in the conversation and spill your guts? Look at that, then look at ways to make money doing it. It's possible. It really is. Just ask Zo & me........

Have I mentioned that I love my job?

DivA-Happy-Holidays-to-you,

Vi

posted by DivaConfessions at December 17, 2003 16:01 | link | comments

Monday, December 15, 2003

From the Zoe Holliday files:
 
Once upon a time, not so long ago, I was a single mom with a small toddler. In looking at the bills I had to pay and the cost of a christmas tree, I called a friend and asked her if she thought my little one would notice if I didn't buy a Christmas tree. She assured me that he was very little and no, he wouldn't notice. Her confirmation about what I suspected made me feel a lot less guilty about spending tree money on other necessities. And he was so little, he wouldn't notice. Would he? No, of course not.
 
The next day, on the way home from day care my toddler asked me when we would get a tree like the one at his school. I sighed at his response as I felt my shoulders weigh down. "We'll talk about it later" I told him and changed the subject.
 
Later that evening my friend showed up at my door, unannounced. She had with her a Christmas tree, lights, ornaments, a bottle of wine and film and two more friends.
 
It was one of the nicest things another woman has ever done for me. 
 
Let me know if you have one to share.
 
Zoë

posted by DivaConfessions at December 15, 2003 10:29 | link | comments