My Acceptance Speech
The awards season is upon us and I have decided to post the acceptance speech I practice in my mind every time I see a celebrity collect something I guess I'll only ever see in People Magazine. Well, scratch that. The couple of times I was in the press rooms at the Grammys and at the TV Guide Awards, I saw those puppies close up.
"[smiles modestly]. This is unbelievable. I remember being a little kid of 7 or 8 in Rowland Heights and practicing this kind of thing in the bathroom mirror. [smiles modestly, shakes head]. Of course, no one arrives at this kind of achievement alone. I owe everything to the people that have helped me, guided me, talked to me, laughed with me, and made me feel ordinary and extraordinary all at the same time, and so utterly alive.
Thanks to my small team of stylists that turn a dark girl with dead skin cells into a tan, glowing babe. Extra special thanks to my facialist Jennie -- acid on your face was never so good for you. Pamela at the Jacques Michel salon, thanks for the painstaking work with those thread-like highlights whose effects are absolutely angelic. My personal shoppers, thank you for not hating me when I asked you to just bring those back to Harry Winston just one more time...
Mrs. Buccola for giving me the gift of communication, which stayed with me and helped me explore the frontiers and meet the people of my dreams... M. Waco for trusting me and building my confidence... L. Ciccone for keeping the good eye out, and seeing something in me I was too shy to show... Roby, for life's most precious gifts and setting the standard... my family all over, for the humor and vitality that I know runs through me, too... Stella let me sing... Reyna let me trust... Jose for helping me live, and helping me laugh in life, because there is simply nothing finer. My father, because everything I do reflects his generosity and hard work. And my mother, because beauty, patience, and dignity are things you can only learn by example.
... Oh, John Williams is waving the wand and I'm running out of time... I'll be quick summing it all up. Um, I guess thanks also to the cooks at Tandoor for the great chicken tikka masala, and for knowing me by name."
Wednesday, February 19, 2003
Bonjour et bienvenue dans mon blog. (MB)
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