My guess is the “insider” is spot on,
…can’t really say I’m too surprised!

“On another note Gretchen Rossi’s make up line is no longer taking orders.  My insider that is in her camp told me they are making up a story (lie) that all their products are sold out, but the real issue is supposedly suppliers are not happy that funds are going through Slade Slimey’s paypal account.  Who really cares?  They are both con artists.” -Nik Richie, The Dirty

Also see:
Slade Smiley Beaute?
Slade Smiley Beaute…Getting a Makeover?

I came across this while reading Starcasm last night,
(on Gretchen’s makeup)

‘Hopefully this is her own product she’s layering on her face, otherwise everything in life may be a sham.’

The bad news is, I think somebody’s going to be disappointed. The good news is, although it appears Gretchen Rossi Beaute has suddenly sold out of everything, you can purchase the same items from Lady Burd.

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I’m feeling a little betrayed…it’s kind of like finding out there isn’t a Santa Claus. Does anybody know anymore on this? Is Lady Burd Slade’s the sister site?
Edited to add: At Lady Burd… See More® Cosmetics, Manufacturing Beauty® is more than just a tagline. Our 60,000 sq. ft. facility houses a modernized lab and technologically advanced contract manufacturing equipment for all color cosmetics, skin care, hair care and more. We have an extensive library of formulas and thousands of colors to choose from, or our expert cosmetic chemists can custom develop any formula or color for you. If you want the latest advance in skincare technology, or the hottest colors, or that exclusive lip, eye, or face product that will put you on the map; whether your needs are large or small; Lady Burd® is the company for you.

Can I ask one more question while I’m at it? When I wrote this post back in January, I wanted to include a link to the Jeff Beitzel Foundation that Gretchen had started in honor of Jeff’s. Not only could I not find a website for it, I couldn’t find anything other than her stating a portion of the proceeds for her song would go to it.

“I then decided to take my song and use it as way to help save someone else’s life. I felt so hopeless when Jeff was sick and then when he passed away. The way I built back hope in my life was by helping others. Download the song on iTunes, and proceeds will go to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society and the Jeff Beitzel Foundation I started in Jeff’s honor. Thank you all for your support of this cause.”

If this foundation does not exist, where are those ‘proceeds’ going? I really hope I have just overlooked something. Really.

One last thing, what happened to The Gretchen Project and who will empower all the women now?

Read more on this:
Slade Smiley Beaute?
Are Things Getting Ugly At Gretchen Christine Beaute?
Slade Smiley Beaute…Getting a Makeover?

I wonder if her next song will be The Bobby Fuller Four’s classic,
I Fought The Law And The Law Won …just sayin’

Gretchen Rossi was served with legal papers in the middle of a fashion show, RadarOnline.com has learned exclusively.

Gretchen’s ex lover Jay Photoglou had the Real Housewives of Orange County star served at The Grove in Los Angeles just days ago. He had been trying to serve her for days before that, but was unsuccessful as Gretchen proved elusive!

“She wasn’t easy to serve, but she’s been served,” Jay told RadarOnline.com. “I’m looking forward to going to court.”

Read more at RadarOnline

I saw this posted on another site, they had found it on Gretchen’s facebook fan page. It doesn’t surprise me at all, it’s so typical yet so telling.

Gretchen recently boasted to the L.A. Times about her partner, in crime, Slade Smiley’s business.

“He owns a consulting business. And he basically consults brands. He takes brands and really turns them into bigger brands. He’s been able to bring a lot of opportunities to me. He works with a lot of big companies. He’s so good at it. He is helping me out a lot with the empire I’m trying to build.”

As much detail as she goes into with the reporter, when Vicki asks if Slade worked or brought in money, Gretchen seemed to struggle with an answer before nodding her head yes. It’s really not that hard of a question Sunshine? At least she wasn’t asking you to define KARMA!!

Two weeks after a letter from the Department of Child Support Services surfaced stating Slade was $80,000.00 behind in child support, he filed a request in L.A. County Superior Court asking the judge to lower the bill because he says he’s unemployed and makes $0. To date, he owes $84,963.00

Then there’s Gretchen, who has yet to satisfy the $19,000.00 judgment awarded to Jay Photoglou. She is scheduled to appear for a the debtor is ordered to appear in Court
to answer the judgment creditor’s questions
about the existence and location of their salary,
bank accounts, property, and anything else
that could be used to pay the judgment… judgment debtor’s examination April 22nd.

Is Slade receiving payment on behalf of Gretchen Christine Beaute so Gretchen doesn’t have to disclose it? Wouldn’t he then have to claim that as income?? I guess as long as no one finds out, he might be able to get away with it. Or not…

We posted last week that Gretchen’s court date had been changed to April 22nd. It appears the location has been changed as well…

APPEARANCE AND EXAMINATION OF JUDGMENT DEBTOR SCHEDULED FOR 03/10/2010 AT 08:30:00 AM IN H11 AT
HARBOR JUSTICE CENTER -NEWPORT BEACH.

3/11/10 NOTICE OF HEARING LOCATION CHANGE FILED

APPEARANCE AND EXAMINATION OF JUDGMENT DEBTOR SCHEDULED FOR 04/22/2010 AT 08:30:00 AM IN
S09 AT HARBOR JUSTICE CENTER – LAGUNA HILLS.

Maybe they can carpool? Count their $$ out together there?

Case Title: WELLS [Fargo] V [Slade] SMILEY   Case Type: OTHER COLLECTIONS
MOTION – OTHER SCHEDULED FOR 01/07/2010 AT 09:30:00 AM IN
S09 AT HARBOR JUSTICE CENTER – LAGUNA HILLS.

I don’t have any idea why the change was made, or even if it’s unusual to do so. (I’ve never had to pay attorney fees…for a case that was dismissed with prejudice…because I made every……) It is interesting though!

I hope everyone had a great week-end! I got to spend time with some friends I hadn’t seen in a long time…I had no idea they were even coming. Don’t you just love surprises??

Also see:
Are Things Getting Ugly At Gretchen Christine Beaute?
Slade Smiley Beaute…Getting a Makeover?

Don’t forget to set your clocks ahead an hour!

A few of the blogs I follow on a regular basis will occasionally do a re-post, a blast from the past. Surprisingly, even as long as I’ve been following them, a majority of them are new to me. You know where I’m going with this, don’t you? I thought I would be a copycat and every month or two, throw in my own random blast from the past. This was the first one that came to mind, as it was brought up in a conversation I had yesterday. Originally posted in July 2008…just another typical visit with my best friend.

Via text message:
D- “I have cramps so bad, I feel like I’m gonna die.”
H- “Put some frozen ground beef on your tummy.”
D- “Nobody should go through life without a friend like you.”

Perhaps she is relieved we can laugh about it now, and we are both alive to do so.
She is one of the best friends I have ever had and I absolutely love my mini-vacations to visit her in Ventura. My last visit was memorable in more ways than one.
We had spent the evening doing ‘girl’ things…painting our nails, eating, talking, laughing, crying, etc… We eventually fell asleep, safely watching t.v.
She awoke a few hours later with a toothache…
“Anbesol, use some Anbesol” I mumbled between snores.
After fumbling around for a few minutes, she informed me she couldn’t find anything she thought would work. Afraid of missing anymore ZZZZ’s I told her to get an ice pack, (2 ice packs…just let me sleep)
“It always works for me” I lied.
Evidently the coldness was adequate, at least long enough for her to fall back asleep.
What seemed like just a few hours later, the sun began piercing through her bedroom window just enough to slightly bring me out of the coma I had fallen back in to. I lay there with my eyes closed anticipating my morning walk to the beach. I had dolphins to see and couldn’t think of a better way to start my day. I decide if I got up sooner than later, I would make it back in time to see her off to work. I slowly open one eyeball at a time and roll over to take a quick glance at the clock. Beside me lies a puddle of blood. Oh dear God, what have I done now? I remember the fine print on my Ambien, the warning. I remember the stories I had heard of people sleep walking, driving, etc…
Had I unconsciously killed my best friend? I am now in panic mode.
“D” I asked, “you alive?”
After opening her eyes, we both lay there in shock.
“Uh-huh, you?”
“Yep”
Her t-shirt was soaked, as were the sheets and her pillow case.
“You o.k?” I ask
“I think so, you?”
Now I am wondering, am I o.k? Perhaps one of us was bleeding to death and were too numb from the loss of blood to realize it. It had to be her, after all, it was her pillow and t-shirt that were soiled.
“Don’t move” I warn her, “I am going to stand up”
Left leg, check.
Right leg, check.
I am now in an upright position and I’m o.k., Hallelujah!
(*note to self: reconsider the Ambien thing)
Not to get too excited, my friend after all is laying next to a puddle of blood. I bravely walk around to her side of the bed. Not too sure what to do next, we decide she should try to get up as well.
Left leg, check.
Right leg, check.
She is now in an upright position and she’s o.k., Hallelujah!
So now we both stand, upright, alive and confused. We decide to slowly disassemble the bedding, one piece at a time….th, th, that’s when we saw it. Imagine the horror/relief we felt when we discovered the “ice pack” she had grabbed in the middle of the night turned out to be a pound of frozen ground beef that had now thawed out.
As disgusting as it was, we laughed so hard we nearly peed our pants. We might have! She made me promise I would never tell anyone, I am her best friend, I wouldn’t do that! I have a feeling we’ll be friends forever, after all, we have been through so much together. If we could survive a ‘bloody toothache’ together, we can get through anything! Love you D!

I could barely contain the excitement as I approached the front door. I had some news, some great news and like any other 7 year old girl bursting with joy, I could not get home fast enough to share it with my mom. (Back in the olden days, 2nd graders were perfectly safe walking to and fro school.) As I walked in grinning ear to ear, my mom came to the door to greet me. So this is what I remember…

“HEIDI ANNETTE what do you have?”
Noting she had used my middle name, I assure her, “It’s just a kitten”
“Who’s kitten is it?”
“It’s mine” I said in my proudest voice, “it’s all mine.”
I loved animals and had always wanted my very own cat, something I made clear more than enough times. As persistent as I was, the answer was always the same, you can get one…but not right now. Obviously cats must have been very expensive and my mom was just waiting until she could afford to buy me one. How else would a 7 year old rationalize having to wait?
“No, it’s not yours. Where did you get it?”
Convinced she would be relieved that she would no longer have to put all of her money in a kitty savings, and would be just as happy as I was, I proudly announced to her, “They were free today, so I thought I’d grab me one!”
I wasn’t kidding either. When the nice lady…with the box of kittens…sitting outside of an elementary school…as it let out…told us we could have one for free…today, I literally reached my hand through a crowd of people, into a box, and grabbed me one. MY new cat, Pixie fit in beautifully with our family. While it was made clear that it wasn’t o.k. to bring home an animal anytime I wanted, it doesn’t necessarily mean I didn’t try.

My mom still laughs about that day. I learned fast that it had nothing to do with building a kitty savings, animals are a lot of work…even for a 2nd grader!

That was the first of many “Pixies.” My love for animals, all animals has continued to grow throughout the years. Given the opportunity, I would have 1 of everything…or at the very least a sloth, a bear, a dolphin, a penguin, a deer, a monkey, a kangaroo, a manatee, a elephant, a Shetland pony and a opossum. I would also want an Avery with a large assortment of birds (any color would do thank you.)

I have also done my share of rescuing strays throughout the years. Both of the cats I have now were strays that had decided to claim mi casa as their casa…and they are both purebred Persians. (Seriously, what are the chances of that?) What’s even more interesting is they weren’t siblings, or even playmates, they came to us 7 years apart. I have had a few sick or injured animals appear as well. When I say appear, I’m not kidding. Despite my efforts, some of them recovered and some just didn’t make it. One of the more notable experiences was finding a 4 foot iguana in my garage. I opened the door to get the lawn mower, and there sprawled out on top of it was what appeared to be a mini dinosaur…staring at me. Huh? I couldn’t tell you how long I stood there rubbing my eyes and shaking my head before calling my kids out to confirm what I was seeing. This was one of the many situations that prompted some of my friends to start referring to me as Dr. Dolittle.

After determining he she it was friendly, we offered it some food and water. I sent the kids out to question the neighbors and I started making phone calls. About an  hour later, we loaded him her it into my car and headed to the mini dinosaur expert. It was in need of some medical attention, but was expected to make a full recovery. We went and visited “Mini D” a few times while it was recovering and were happy to find out that the mini dinosaur expert himself, had decided to adopt it. I love happy endings.

One of my favorite babies was Stella2. During nesting season we would end up with a variety of nests. I watched closely each year as the eggs were laid and hatched…naming each hatchling. Shocking, I know. (We had 4 finches hatch one year on the 4th of July. They were appropriately named: Ima, Yankee, Doodle and Dandy. Pretty clever huh?) A few years ago, we had 2 baby mockingbirds hatch right outside our back door, I had named them Stella and Stanley.

As I went to peak at them in the evening, I noticed that Stella was gone. We searched for her that night and then again in the morning…she was nowhere to be found. Stanley continued to thrive and oddly enough, stuck around for about 6 months (we moved, but he’s probably still there!) With his knock-knees, he was always easy to spot and could usually be found amongst a group of finches…with his mouth open. He so loved a free handout!

A few weeks later, my mom called and asked me to come over. Her and my dad had just returned from camping for a few weeks, obviously she had missed me, right? As I walked in grinning ear to ear, my mom came to the door to greet me. So this is what I remember…

“MOTHER what do you have?”
Noting I had called her MOTHER, she assures me, “It’s just a mockingbird”
“Who’s mockingbird is it?”
“It’s mine” she said in her proudest voice, “all mine.”
“No, it’s not yours. Where did you get it?”
(Alright~ so maybe that’s not exactly how it happened…)
They had found the baby mocker on the ground the day before. Thinking it had fallen, they returned it back to it’s nest, only to find it out again that evening. If a nestling is sick or deformed and the parents knows it has little chance to survive, they will get rid of it to make sure the food goes to the healthier ones. My mom knew the inevitable was bound to happen, but did not have the heart to leave it behind. (woot-I taught her well!!!) She brought her home to me  knowing I would be more than willing to keep her warm, comfortable and fed. I named her Stella2.

Having been through this before, I knew all I could do was hope for the best, prepare for the worst and let nature take it’s course. By the 2nd day, I started to wonder if this was my mom’s way of paying me back for grabbing me one of those free kittens. It didn’t seem like Stella2 was sick at all, as a matter of fact, Stella2 had more energy than Heidi. Since she wanted no part of being couped up, this is how we spent a lot of our time.

I really wish there was sound to hear her chirping.  

It was this same day I noticed something…Stella2 didn’t have tail feathers. I couldn’t help but wonder if that was the reason she was booted from the nest, but was otherwise healthy. I looked online, everything I found said it was a “sign the bird was struggling to survive.” I then pulled up several pictures of other baby mockingbirds and compared them to Stella2. Although she did not look sick, there was a definite difference when I compared to a healthy baby. Poor Stella2, I hate sad endings.

She lived her short, little life to the fullest and did not have to die cold, hungry and alone. (*sniff* I still get teary eyed…) She was an absolute busy body joy and I wouldn’t have done a thing different. I’m so glad I have these videos!

So I have yet to encounter a bear, a kangaroo, a monkey or a elephant that needs my nurturing…but if I do, you can count on hearing about it! For now I’m content with my 2 cats, Filthy (don’t ask) & Oliver and my turtle, Kiwi.

By the way, did I mention my mom presented Kiwi to me and my kids in the midst of doing a 1,000 sq. foot addition to my house…on top of working 50+ hours a week? When I gave her that you-have-got-to-be-kidding-me look, she smiled and said, “I got it from a lady at work, they were free so I thought I’d grab you one.”
Gotta love karma!

Edited to add…then there was
Ace Ventura
Buena Ventura
Oscar
Cleo…