H1N1 Swine Flu!

Hi Wanna be's,

I know, I know, I am fully aware that I have been away too long. A friend of mine took me to Paris Fashion week and we decided to stay somewhat longer. Love Paris.

Another friend of mine asked me to include a link to her article. She writes for some online company. I refused at first, but she said it was about H1N1 Swine Flu and that's important stuff. I'm sure she'll be happy that I'm posting her link. Please visit it and give her some feedback or whatever it is y'all do.

Here is the link: H1N1 Swine Flu prevention

I am keeping this post short but sweet because it's time for my workout. My trainer just arrived. I will be back and I'll tell you all about my work out. (My real workout, in my home gym...Not the one where you wear a cute outfit and mingle at the gym.)

Back soon!

A girl's best friend!

Hi wanna be's. I'm back! I've been so busy this past week I had no time to blog.

This past weekend I went to the BEST Holmby Hills party. For those of you that don't have a clue....Holmby Hills is where the rich (and often famous) live (and play). Houses start from over a few millions to $150 million. My ex hubby owned a house there which was pretty useless considering we never used the house. (Anything to play those taxes right...). Not that he cared. He owned houses in 5 other countries so.... This was good for me after the divorce so I'm not going to nag about it.

The best thing about having money is never being on a budget. I surely noticed this at the party also. Some of these older-wanting-to-be-young ladies just don't know how to dress. If you are going to spend several thousands on a dress, make sure it looks right. Nobody wants to see old-lady-cellulite right. Some of these women (whose name I won't mention) should take their money and get a top stylist.
Not everyone was a fashion-don't though. There were plenty of fashion-do's.

Which brings me to Fashion week. I'm hopping on a private jet tonight to go to NY Fashion week. I cannot believe I missed two days already. I haven't missed my faves though. Michael Kors, Donna Karan, Anna Sui, Narciso Rodriguez and Badgley Mischka all have shows lined up. My favorite designer ever though is Gianni Versace (RIP). He knew women better than women knew themselves. Marc Jacobs and Gucci are not far behind.

Other than clothes, shoes and handbags are a girl's best friend. Not just any shoes and handbags. They have to be by a top designer:
1) Jimmie Choo
2) Christian Louboutin
3) Manolo Blahnik

As for handbags, the top 3 are:
1) Chloe
2) Balenciaga
3) Louis Vuitton

I always get the handbags that are not for sale to wanna be's. I get them before they hit the stores. Being a Rich Bitch has it's advantages. Now that I have the money to buy them, I get them shipped to me for free. I guess it's the designer's way of advertising. So not fair to all you wanna be's, but sooooo sweet for me.

I'm keeping this one short for now. I have to make sure the right stuff gets packed for Fashion week. As you know (or not) Fashion week is not just about watching the models, it's also about being seen. Can't wait to see which celeb is going to make a fool of her/him self this time.

To all male wanna be's out there...I've gotten some requests to talk about the male fashion necessities and plan on blogging obout that in future posts. I'm not anti-male, I just like mine rich and rich. Ha ha. Blog y'all later!

Diamonds & Dollars!

Rich Bitch in Hollywood (on the way to NY)

The 10 Rich Bitch rules to live by!

So by now you must be wondering "What in the world is a Rich Bitch?" No worries, yours truly is here to fill you in. Pay attention!

The definition of Rich Bitch is: A chick usually young who got lots of dough , usually over 6 figures and flaunts it. ( A girl who flaunts money, cars, status etc.)

I don't necessarily flaunt anything. It's just ME. I can't help that I wear designer clothes, drive a car that cost in the 6 figures and have the phone numbers of Hollywood's A-list in my little black book. I don't have Rich Bitch written on my forehead, but I guess I look the part. So sue me!
I wasn't born rich, I used to be that girl working a 9-5 dead end job, going nowhere fast. I did a complete 360 and you won't even recognize me now. I made a choice and it paid off big time. Hey, I paid my dues... I was married to two men almost old enough to be my father... I got promoted from being a dreamer to a Gold digger to a Rich Bitch. Call it what you want. All I know is that right now I'm living the good life. No boss to answer to, no money worries, no deadlines, no schedules. I am my own boss, I run this Rich Bitch Inc.

The word Rich Bitch may sound harsh to you. In the 'land' of Hollywood it's not interpreted that way. I only call myself a Rich Bitch because you gave me that name. See, if you met me, the first thing you would say is "look at that Rich Bitch". I've been you, I've been there, I've said that. I used to envy on girls living that carefree life.

Being a Rich Bitch comes with some rules. (I had to learn the hard way. Through my marriages to 'sugar daddies' I've met a lot of professional Rich Bitches, if you want to call them that. They taught me the ins and outs).

Here are the Rich Bitch rules to live by:

1. Always look groomed, even when going to the gym. (Speaking of which, sweating in the gym is a no-no. You don't want your make up to run and your hair to frizz. Just look good in your cute outfit. Do your real workout at your home gym, behind closed doors. You have to keep in shape).
2. Weekly or bi-weekly mani-pedi's are mandatory. This is not optional. I usually go for a red nail or a neutral color. Those usually match all my outfits. Chips and broken nails mean you have to either switch salons or make more trips to the salon...Heck, just get rid of the loser!
   
3. Get your hair done twice a month or as necessary. It all depends on what events you are attending. Never mess with your hair yourself, leave it to the pro. (Extensions are acceptable, but only if they are invisible. No Britney's here!)
   
4. Facials and massages depend on skin type. I get mine done weekly. Love going to the spa. What's a girl to do, I love being pampered. (Alert! You only go to a high end Spa, this is your skin you are talking about. You don't want amateurs to touch it!)
   
5. Botox is a must for those lines on your forehead that you pretend not to see. Some filler under your eyelids will make you look well rested and collagen works wonders on those skinny lips. As for breasts, when in doubt, go bigger.
   
6. Make sure you wear brand name clothes. If not, combining non brand name jeans with a designer top and a designer bag will work too. However, don't half-ass it. The only non-designer item I own are some socks that I really need to lose fast. Flip-Flops? Fashion don't! In Europe, where all the good fashion comes from nobody wears flip flops. They are considered pool or at home slippers. So unless the flip flops say Jimmy Choo or another major brand, don't wear them.
7. Never eat in public. Calorie rich (fattening) meals that is. Rich Bitches are always watched by admiring wanna be's. Always order a salad and nibble on it.When you get home hungry, that's when you eat. Also, you don't cook or clean. There are people for that. Don't make them lose their job. Contribute, hire a cook and a cleaning lady. (You can also go for a meal delivery service).
8. Never interact with people that aren't 'hot'. (Show me your friends and I'll tell you who you are). If your friend's a loser...What does that make you? 'nuff said. Rich Bitches only date rich men. If he's rich and famous you've hit the jackpot. Keep up with all the gossip (TMZ rules, even in rich man land). Make sure you know which celeb is hot and whose not!
   
9. If you have to 'party' go to the hottest clubs. Usually this is where all the good looking, popular people and celebrities hang out. Don't go clubbing too much, people will get sick of you. Don't smoke, it's gross (nobody likes kissing an ashtray). If you drink, only drink one glass of the best champagne and/or wine.
   
10. Never pay cash. Status is everything. Show off that Black Visa Card and don't penny pinch. Have a stack of at least $20 bills on hand to tip valet service when by yourself. You don't want to be cheap, you have a reputation to keep up. On another note, never pay for breakfast, lunch or dinner. Make sure your date pays.
    

Now you know the 10 rules to live by. Being a Rich Bitch is hard work but tonz of fun too. This weekend I'm going to private celebrity party at a rented mansion on Mulholland Drive. Should be fun. I will spill the details as much as I can. Why you ask? Maybe because I used to be you. I used to read about the glam life of celebrities and other Rich Bitches and wanted that too. I wanted to see what it was like and now I'm living it. I did it my way.

Well wanna be's, It's getting late, gotta get that beauty sleep. I'll post more soon.

Diamonds & Dollars,

Rich Bitch in Hollywood

The Rich Bitch guide to Hollywood

This blog wouldn't be complete without some information for all you rich bitch wanna-be's. I'll be adding information about how to live like a rich bitch even if you're not. Following you will find information on where to shop when in Hollywood. If you want to be a "somebody" you have to know where to shop, so put on your Jimmy Choo's and come with me.

Robertson Boulevard: This tree lined stretch of shops is a shopaholics' dream come true. Shop among the rich and famous and find the hottest fashion that every fashionista needs to have.
- Kitson: Find everything a style conscious modern girl could ask for. Everyone from Paris Hilton to Britney Spears shops here. You can too! I do!
- Lisa Kline: This favorite of Jennifer Aniston and Drew Barrymore has causal and sexy outfits for the Hollywood girl next door.
- Curve: Find the best of unknown designers here. It will make you stand out in a crowd. (I prefer the well known designers myself though).
- Ghost: Their sheer, gorgeous clothes are part art, part couture and all style. Different & unique. (Weird at times)
- The Ivy: While on Robertson Boulevard, stop by "The Ivy" restaurant. A guaranteed celebrity and paparazzi hangout. If you are just a Rich Bitch wanna be, this might be a pricey affair for you. But if you want to splurge for once, go for it. Foods great, scenery is better. Celebrity sightings guaranteed! (Note: make sure you look the part, don't look like a nobody. Walk the walk & talk the talk).

Rodeo Drive: Many think this pricey shopper's mecca is where all the rich and famous shop. This is partially true. Rodeo Drive is more a tourist attraction than anything else. People from all over the world come here in the hopes to find their favorite movie stars. So not cool. Celebrities like Prince, Britney and Madonna will usually have their assistants pick up the items of their liking. If they do decide to pick the items up themselves, they are in and out quickly. The unknown celebrity wife is more known the shop on Rodeo. You go girl!
- Bijan: Rodeo Drive is home to the world's most expensive store Bijan where the average shopper spends about $100,000 on men's clothing. You need an appointment to shop here.
- Harry Winston: The Jeweller to the Stars since 1943 is also on Rodeo Drive. Best known for lending around $200 million worth in jewelery to the stars at Oscar time. Some of my best pieces came from HW. (Don't enter the store if you cannot afford it. Try not to stare into the window. You'll make a fool of yourself and will look like a tourist. So not cool).
- Armani, Tiffany, Gucci, Dior, Chanel: Find them all on Rodeo. Keep in mind, if you can't buy it, don't try it!

Melrose Avenue: This funky, modern shopping strip is probably best for all you Rich Bitch wanna be's who can't afford the real thing. You'll find some good bargains here and might run into some of your favorite celebrities if you can find them. They tend dress casual and just blend in with the crowd. I've noticed a lot of has-beens on Melrose lately. What's up with that. Won't be back until it changes.
- Fred Segal: Probably the most popular celebrity hang out/store. I think this store is much overrated and hangs on to the fact that celebrities visit it. Quite overpriced too, and I am far from stingy. Been there, done that!
- There's too many stores on Melrose. Most are all the same. Look for yourself. I'll be on Robertsons.

Sunset Boulevard: Probably the shopping street best known for people watching. Beautiful people watching that is. This is where you see drivers flaunting their expensive cars driving 10 mph. Sure I can mention stores like Madison's and Anna Sui, but what's the use. People don't go here to shop. They go here to sit on the patios of the numerous restaurants and people-watch. If you are rich this is where you go to be seen. If you look good, this is where you go to be seen. If you are both, you probably are there right now.

As for this Rich Bitch: My favorite shopping paradise is still Robertson Boulevard. My favorite restaurant is the Polo Launch at the Beverly Hills Hotel (Their caesar salad is divine!). Kitson is my hang out, but Harry Winston is home! (Ofcourse I make sure to go everywhere in style. Only a chauffeured tinted out Bentley or executive sedan works for me. Limo's are so 80's).
Hope you are enjoying the ride so far. More to come soon.

Anonymous in Hollywood

My name you ask? Just call me Daisy Duke, ha ha. There is no way I'm telling you my name, I like being mysterious like that. Besided, names are just labels.

I am the woman men love to be seen with, the woman men would leave their wife for, the woman men spend their money on and the woman most ladies hate. Never will they admit that they want to "be" me and since that's not possible, since there is only one of me, they secretly crave to be my friend.

I live in the Hollywood hills and every day when I look out of the window overlooking Los Angeles, I feel like I own the city. There is nothing like it. I live with "Jewels" my Persian cat. She's the real princess and parades around the palace without a care in the world. She's perfectly groomed to the point where you'd think she's human.

How did I get so rich you ask? I married two "loser" millionaires without a pre-nup. "Losers" not because they were stupid, but because they were too blind to see that I was only in it for the money. I sacrificed 5 years of my young life being married and now I am a free agent. I don't mind referring to myself as a Rich Bitch because all the people on the outside looking in, think that anyways. They just don't have the guts to say it. Besides, it's true, I am rich and can be a bitch when I need to.

People see my perfectly styled hair that changed color so many times I forgot what my real color is. (Right now it's a dark brunette color, I love how it makes my green eyes stand out.) People see my mani-pedi, my enhanced boobies, my all year round tan, my designer clothes and jewelry and label me a Rich Bitch. Pulling out my Black visa card always confirms their thoughts. I don't care. I'd rather be a known as the Rich Bitch any day then the poor slut.

So what if I drive a Maybach and have a Bentley Convertible in the drive way, so what if I consider "shopping" and looking fabulous my job, so what if I am skinny and tall, so what if your husband looks at me when I walk by... Just admit it, as much as you are trying to convince yourself that you hate me, you really want to be me. (If you see my shoe collection, I know you'd want to be me).

In Hollywood when you have money, you are considered royalty regardless of how you got it. The biggest porn producers and drug dealers are worshiped. If you have money Hollywood will love you.

I live a very adventurous lifestyle in Hollywood and I'm allowing you to come "backstage" and see what's really going on. I will post frequently to inform you of the people I meet (of course all rich and many famous), the things I buy (quality guaranteed) and what's really going on in the life of a Rich Bitch. (Stop pretending you don't care, you know you do....)

Diamonds & Dollars,

Rich Bitch in Hollywood