It's funny but not in a "Ha Ha" funny sort of way, more of a funny "I'm a girl and this may be your experience" as well. Facebook has ruined Meg's relationship and I'm not alone. It's widespread. "When Facebook gets involved, relationships can quickly fall apart – as Hosni Mubarak and Muammar Gaddafi have discovered. But dictatorships are not the only ties being dissolved by social networking sites: now Facebook is increasingly being blamed for undermining American marriages." I would bore you with the facts but know this, Facebook is the end for a player's game.
Ugh! Meg Not again! Not another one! I'm sorry "oops I did it again!" I want to thank Facebook for being the friend that would speak to you "in reason," and then you'd get mad at the friend. So much easier when the friend is a social networking site. No, I was never the friend that got mad, I was always the friend that was mad at. Thank-you Mark Zuckerbrg for being everyone's fall guy. Been there, know it's a tough role to play.
As a stalker, I love Facebook. There is no better stalking avenue out there. I can spend hours looking at classmates and judging them from my laptop. No harm no foul, I'm sure they're judging me as well "Well, this one never seemed to grow up."
I look at mean ex-classmates that have seemed to eat themselves and multiply and lose hair (love that.) I look at people I was envious of and think "Oh God, could you even imagine?" Once in a while I come across a nice picture where friends look genuinely happy and I feel a tinge of jealousy "Why isn't it so easy?"
This line always resonates in my head "If it were easy, everyone would do it." I knew I chose an off-beat path, one I believe in, but one that could never be described as "easy." Does it suck? No. Does it sometimes suck, yes.
More then anything, my life can be quite lonely. I work in solitude most of the time and for that, the men that reach out to me are...creeps. I work at home and do interviews and attend great parties at night which would fill the chapters of a Sex and The City book-except I'm not having sex. Has anyone that ever wrote one of these books actually been to one of these parties? Who am I having "sex" with? The gay coat check? Give me a break.
No, in real life, even in Meg life. Things don't work out like they do on HBO. How do I? The funniest, hottest, most fabulous woman ever (SHUT UP YOU MEANIE) meet someone? Well, it's a new sexy thing, we try through our friends...And then Facebook ruins it. Thanks Mark. I mean, I love you. Call me.
Meg here, I started out young and tough (but not that tough) but tried to be. That was all I knew. I cut my teeth in the toughest professions in the toughest cities and had no one to rely on. I could have stayed in the small town I was born in but who with an ounce of ambition ever wants to do that? I was always envious of those that could "find happiness in their own backyard." Find happiness? I couldn't find a damn thing except trees and at winter...bare trees with frost. Call me crazy (wouldn't be the first time) but that didn't scream happiness...It screamed "MOVE THE HELL OUT OF THIS GODFORSAKEN PLACE!" There were years of interesting and wonderful women that I met. When you decide to grab life by its balls and just "go for it" you'll be amazed at the women you attract. I've met every women from the Queen to the courtesan. I find them all fascinating with something to learn. Who do I call when I need answers? When I say WWRD (What Would Ruth Do) I call the most fabulous and most determined woman I know. I call Ruthann Jagge.
Ruthann doesn't coddle me. She doesn't say "oh baby it's OK." She tells me the truth. She tells me "Meg, you're drinking too much and being an asshole." Then she will follow it up a few days later with "I know you're trying, hang in there." It's strange, I just don't want to fail her.
I got some tape of my new TV Show and the first person I sent it to was, yup Ruthann.
You see, I wanted her opinion. It means so much I can hardly type this without crying. Ruthann opened up her family to me, Jessalyn, Pat, Mary, Mike, Bridgette and Tricia. They are the coolest and I think of them, right or wrong, as my own. You should see how I stalk their Facebooks. "Hope Jessalyn is doing alright with her bar studies!"
Disagree with me! Tell me I'm stupid, tell me why, let me learn. Let me think. Allow me to be angry with my mental short comings but let my mind expand to try to understand your point of view. Allow me the right to try to catch up, let me acknowledge there's more. I, Meg, LOVED reading Christopher Hitchens.
This isn't an "after-they-die-they're great" tribute. I "liked" Christopher Hitchen's page as soon as there was one to like.
Agree or not, the man made you think. I admire him greatly. I am only very sorry that I never took his course when I had the chance. I had no idea that he really was "terminal'. Large presence belies large longevity.
He took on "the establishment" then he took it further, he took on God. He was dying and he took on Jesus. I don't know how to measure the size of balls but that took big ones.
Whether I agree with your opinion or not, I will always respect you for having one. It's shocking to me how many don't voice their opinions. Speak up.
Meg here! I am very lucky that I have very, very good people in my life. Meet my very good friend Lincoln Brown. Lincoln is always telling me that I'm smart (and that I'm out of my mind nuts.) It's OK, when he says the second part he's usually laughing. Usually, sometimes we argue. But that comes with the territory when you're dealing with two people that are always right.
There are lots of great qualities that Lincoln has, I have not really found patience to be one of them, patience is over rated anyway. If he had tons of patience he wouldn't have gotten his new company up and running so fast.
When Lincoln told me about his new idea to combine helping poor children with an online game I thought he was very smart (and out of his mind nuts.) It seemed to be an enormous project to undertake. Then he told me how he would have the game built, how he would enlist charities and get celebrities involved.
You know what? He did it. He pulled it off.
I have taken an article on Lincoln's new company off Business Insider. They explain the game much better then I can. I can only speak to the passion that went behind his project. I love when people decide they're going to do something, no matter how intimidating or daunting the task may be and then do it. If everyone just believed in themselves and had faith in their abilities think what a happier place the world would be. I hope you check out the article below and that you get a chance to check out WeTopia.
Over the summer we wrote about a startup in stealth mode that was attracting a lot of attention from celebrity investors. We called it a "good natured Zynga."
The startup we were talking about is SoJo Studios. It is launching today with its first game, WeTopia, and $8 million in the bank. Ellen Degeneres is an investor; so is at least one other A-list celebrity. Warner Brothers is affiliated with SoJo Studios; Ester Dyson and Dave Morin are on its advisory team. Mattel and Clorox are launch sponsors.
SoJo stands for Social Joy, and it was founded by Kentucky native Lincoln Brown. Brown's mission is to get people to play online games that actually impact the real world.
In Zynga's games, users build fake farms and landscapes. In SoJo's WeTopia, most actions have some sort of real world, charity-driven effect.
Instead of virtual currency, SoJo's users earn Joy and they can spend it on projects like planting trees or giving schools clean water. Whenever Joy is spent on a project, SoJo gives one of its partnering charities money to accomplish the task, or a similar task, in real life.
Meg here! So I want to be all "With The People" but seriously, people WTF is your message? I actually went down to Occupy Wall Street to see what it was about and it's a Gdamn mess. People dancing with their shirts off, kids (20 yr. olds) from NYU screaming how they've been wronged. I get how we were screwed, I get the banking stuff, I get why people are angry-this message is too broad. Sorry.
When I'm home in L.A. I get the updates from my boyfriend. He's as confused as I am. He works in banking but has never dealt with international crime so he's confused what's going on as well.
My good friend Jo Piazza breaks down the insanity. She says "enough is enough!" If they're going to make more money then God (Johnny Depp over $50 million THIS YEAR) How about we demand they act responsible? How about they should give their employees health insurance? How about they have to hire domestically. If this amazing country thinks being entertaining is worth millions then how about being grateful to extend the gratitude to hire an American?
Please take 30 seconds and sign Occupy Hollywood, because as you read this, Charlie Sheen just made $200,000 and we know he deserves more money than a teacher or doctor.
Meg here! Just wanted to update you on your point packages! They're going out tomorrow. I was traveling like a crazy so this redemption mailing took a bit longer but we are now ready to go. Thanks for everyone's patience!
Hi! It's about time we spoke. I'm that project you were going to finish or start, I'm still here. I'm still waiting. You had that great idea and then you got "busy" I've been waiting for you to start me, once you do, I'll help finish it. It's time you do your part. We don't have forever, you know this. I know this and we need to get going. You know energy creates energy? The momentum of your drive will go a long long way. Don't give it up. That's ridiculous. You haven't even really tried. You can do this. I know you can.
I think of myself as a "life student." I'm happy with this. My drive and ambition has gotten me to where I needed to go. Unless it was to South America. That just seemed scary.
I had a chance to tour South America with my friend Jo Piazza on a Contiki Tour My hands were nervous packing my suitcase, my passport was ready and I agreed to be open. I didn't know who else I would be traveling with but I was ready to broaden my scope and just go.
I flew into Lima, I was met by a Contiki Tour Guide who brought me to my hotel to met the rest of my companions. I met amazing, world class first rate mates from all over. I really did. My travel companions are now my friends.
Peru, Brazil, Chile and Argentina-We hiked, we sight-see'd and of course, me being Meg dragged the tour off to nightclubs where we partied our heads off. There maybe video because the locals all grabbed their flip-cam for that.
You may need to shake it up a bit! You may need to get "out of your element" Find a way to do it and do it. Visit all of the world's cities, play in a bunch of the countries, dance in a little remote town 5,000 miles from where you're from. Just remember all of what you dream you'd be and go do it. You can. We both know that.
I ate with the local's. I danced at the nightclubs (I'm naughty, my tour guide is still sweating. WE LOST MEG) I visited the historic monuments. I left a better person.
For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.” – Robert Louis Stevenson
I travel personally to grow. I hate airports, I hate to go. Once I force myself to, I take a deep breathe (and sometimes a xanax) and look out. Looking out at a new landscape lets us look within. Sometimes, as humans, as nomads, we need to travel to really know our home.
Would I travel South America alone? NO. I would not. If Contiki called me tomorrow with a trip would I go? Yes, in a heartbeat.
My goal 2 years ago was to travel more, in two years I've been to seven countries. I made up my mind and did it. Just like you can make up your mind and start or finish it.
Meg here! I love doing red carpet interviews. I think they're pretty fun. I hit them with Roxy and get to ask starlets all their beauty favorites and secrets. Sometimes a man gets in the mix. Very rarely but sometimes. I love men with senses of humor and poor (not poor, very famous Pan's Labyrinth director) Guillermo Del Toro has a great one.
I mean he was there for the opening of HIS movie "Don't Be Afraid Of The Dark". He was doing tons of press and then fell into my lair. Poor dear. He was a great sport.
I have to leave for NYC Monday and have this time consuming and expensive list. Nails need to she shellacked, toes need painting, bikini and brow area to be tended to, roots done, new hair put in, botox and restalyne today at 4:30. This is the start of what it takes for me to feel on my game. I know it is excessive but I'm meeting with 3 top beauty magazine editor's on Wednesday so you know, it's kind of my job.
This interview made me laugh, Del Toro knew I was poking fun with him and he played along. I mean if I do all that just to get started for a big work week then surely, a famous director with international press covering him does something?
I can tell you the ladies on the red carpet had longer answers for beauty routine's and how they get ready in the morning then "cereal."
Meg here! I know New York City is not exactly an inexpensive place to live. I did it when I was 18 and I go to the city constantly. I feel like whenever I walk down the street I spent $200 and I can't even figure out what on. I grab a coffee, a sandwich, maybe take a cab and there it goes. Slight exaggeration but only slight. I know the rents are sky high as well and I'm not hating on Zach. I just could not stop laughing at Zach's decorating skills. My favorite part of this video? When Zach tells me "I'm not much of an interior decorator."
Who is Zach? Zach is a sweet, single 26 year old professional living in Manhattan. He lives with the friend that I was staying with for New York Fashion Week. You can hear my friend dying laughing while filming this with my iphone.
It was a quick video, but it died before I could show you all the piece de resistance, Zach's Budweiser Beer cardboard box shelf. Now that was something to see!
I haven't been 26 for quite a while and I haven't dated a 26 year old ever so I might be a little bit out of the loop. I know we have a lot of younger Meghead's on here so maybe you all can chime in, is this pretty much what you're expecting from your young, single boyfriend? Again, not being bitchy to Zach, he was a good sport but this room reminded of the caves they showed in Kabul while searching for Osama.
Meg here! How many of you ventured out into your own Fashion Night Out? Being in New York, and it kind of being my gig, I hit the pavement. Last night the streets were full of shoppers ready for some after hour's late night retail therapy for Fashion's Night Out's 3rd anniversary. Fashion Night out is an evening where designer's and celebrities mix and mingle with their fashion fans in a celebration of all things style.
This year over 250 cities participated and over 1,000 retailers just in New York City. I definitely could feel the over 1,000 retailer's in the city. There were so many people out on the streets last night it was like a couture Mardi-Gras. If you replace beads with Chanel quilted handbags of course.
Of course, New York had the star effect, Justin Beiber was holding court at Dolce & Gabbana. He was holding court as much as one can at any fashion event until the mother of all fashion, Vogue Magazine and Miss Fashion Week herself Anna Wintour arrived. They made polite conversation and posed for the paparazzi bulbs. I'm sure Anna was amused by the deafening teenage girl screams. She seems like she likes children as much as I do. We're both all warm and fuzzy like that.
I told my dear yet swanky friend Kevin that I would meet him at Kenneth Cole's Soho store. It seemed easy enough. I was only a few blocks away on Spring Street. Everything was going smoothly until I approached what I figured must be a Presidential Security set-up. The street was all but closed off and fans were screaming. The President? Please. It was Kim Kardashian in town to celebrate her store Dash with her own Fashion Night Out Party. It's no party unless you can somehow incorporate "The Jersey Shore." Check that off the list. Kardashian had the show's Pauly D spinning the tunes. There was no way Kevin could be upset that I was running a few minutes late. I had to completely circumnavigate my entire route...In high heels. Damn you reality TV Stars! Damn you! When I say "damn you" I mean "I am so jealous I am every shade of green you rich and famous freaks!"
I made my way through mobs of fans and shortly reached Kenneth Cole's Soho store. Still crowded and with a line outside, this crowd was thankfully more tame than tween. DJ M.O.S. spun the music as guests waited for Kenneth Cole to arrive. Guests mingled over fruity cocktails and nibbled on snacks while waiting for the rock band Parachute to perform.
Once Kenneth Cole arrived, he made his way to his Fashion Night Out press board to take photo's with his fans. Before he entered his party, I had to ask him: "What does he want to inspire in his consumer with his Fashion Night Out Party?"