Live at the Playboy Mansion!… (pics)
So… I gotta tell you. I didn’t know what to expect.
It was supposed to be a Rock-n-Roll night with all kinds of Rock Stars Performing.
Including Steven Tyler.
Oh Yeah.
And, god knows that if I had to “do” a Rock Star… Steven Tyler would be the number one.
I mean look at him…
Steven Tyler, you fine little thing you!
Now… I know that this is the same pic that I posted yesterday…
And, I know that I told you that he was going to kiss my hand…
I know I told you that.
But, what happened was so much better!
Eeeek!
It’s true.
So there I was amongst the crush of the audience.
And, I have to tell you that I did look divine!
I decided to go 80′s Retro Bouffant Rock Glam!
Check it out –
Gotta check out the doo!
Now I am already having a wild time even before I hit the red carpet–
I am hitting up the bar…Of course. Hello? I am at a party, right? And then in walks….
Jack Russell of Great White
Bruce Kulick of KISS
Belle with Alan White from YES!
Before you know it, I am having drinks with
Billy Sheehan of Mr. Big, Steve Vai and David Lee Roth
Belle with Rudy Sarzo of Quiet Riot and Ozzy Osbourne!
Belle with Mark Hudson Producer/Songwriter for Aerosmith and Ringo Star
Belle Karper with Kip Winger of Winger (So freaking hot on stage!)
Mark Hudson and Kip Winger on Stage at the Playboy Mansion
Belle Karper with Vinny Appice of Black Sabbath and Dio
Vinny Appice (Black Sabbath and Dio) & Phil Soussan (Billy Idol and Osbourne) being interviewed by gal from “E”
Teddy Andreadis of Guns N’ Roses and Alice Cooper
You can always find him among the vertile bunnies!
Plus, let us not forget our Dear Steven…
Or on the stage…
Check out those lips. Come on, guess!
Come on! You can do it!
That’s right!
Steven Tyler, you silly kids.
Now I have to tell you a little story about this cute little Steven Tyler.
Yes, yes, of Aerosmith. That’s right. Now let me talk.
He was onstage, doing things that only Steven Tyler can do.
Yeah, just use your imagination, kay?
And, he come off stage and comes around the center of the audience and then behind the safety of a cluster of instrument panels.
Safety, huh?
Well, I just followed him right around… standing there drooling like everybody else, right?
Hey, I need to be honest here.
Yeah. We were drooling.
Men and Women alike.
Have we no shame?
Well… no.
No. We have no shame.
Now that we’ve got that over with.
All of a sudden this pathway opens up going right toward him.
It’s like it was calling me… “Belle! Belle!”
Well, that’s my f-ing-name, right?
So I followed it. I followed it so that I was right next to the bunny, Steven, and the other bunny and then ME!
Hell, I could take that bunny out, no problem.
But, I am a little better than that. Not much, but a little, okay?
So I lean over in front of bunny number one.
I say, “Hey Steven! I’m Belle Karper.”
And he turns and says four inches from my face. FOUR INCHES!
He says to me, “Hey Beautiful!” (Hey Beautiful is not too shabby, so I’ll take it!)
I say, “I think you’re just wonderful!”
“Thank you!” he says.
Then I say, “Hey, I want you to tell Phillip Phillips (p2) that–”
“Who?”
“Phillip Phillips of American Idol,”
“Oh yeah, Okay?”
“I want you to tell him that he has the Cougar Vote!”
He started laughing and he said, “I will!”
And, then I joke you not, he tickled my tummy!
TICKLED MY TUMMY!
I may never wash there for the rest of my life!
How’s that for an adventure!
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Here are some more fun pics from the Playboy Mansion of me, my friends, other entertainers and the zoo.
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Xxoo
Belle
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FIRST PLACE WINNER – MOFILM Los Angeles, Next SXSW competition in Austin, then Barcelona, Spain!
A 78th Annual Writer’s Digest Award Winning Author
Finalist 2011 Top 25 Semi-Finalist Los Angeles Comedy Festival
Finalist 2011 10th FilmMakers International Screenwriting Awards (1st Round Qualifier — Still in Running)
Finalist 2011 New York City Gotham Film Festival – Final 5th Place Comedy
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What I am going to see at the Playboy Mansion Tomorrow Night…! (pics)
Hey you guys!
I was invited to the Playboy Mansion tomorrow night (Saturday).
Yeah, you read that right, Jack!
And, it’s about F-ing time!
A whole bunch of people are going to be there…
Including…
Steven Tyler, and he’s going to kiss my hand!
Of course from Aerosmith and American Idol…
Yeah THAT guy.
Hee! Hee!
Steven Tyler, you fine little thing you!
Among other things.
(Wink-Wink!)
Plus, this is what I think I am going to see first…
The One and Only Playboy Mansion!
And, then I think I am going to see a whole lot of this…
The Naughty-Naughties (See me in the background? I’m the one with the perfect A$$!)
(Wink-Wink!)
Right.
And Rock n Roll Rules!!
Xxoo
Belle
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They are freaking hungry, man!
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Digital Edition only $0.99
Multi Award-Winning Author Get your copy today!
Available for ALL DIGITAL READERS!
—–
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Writer’s Digest Awarded “E.B. White and Me.” Get your copy today!
Available for ALL DIGITAL READERS!
Available at Amazon!
- E.B. White and Me
xoxo
Belle
Beverly Hills Film Festival – Official Selection Finalist
Awarded Author
Fade In Awards Quarter-Finalist – still in the running!
FIRST PLACE WINNER – MOFILM Los Angeles, Next SXSW competition in Austin, then Barcelona, Spain! A 78th Annual Writer’s Digest Award Winning Author
Finalist 2011 Top 25 Semi-Finalist Los Angeles Comedy Festival
Finalist 2011 10th FilmMakers International Screenwriting Awards (1st Round Qualifier — Still in Running)
Finalist 2011 New York City Gotham Film Festival – Final 5th Place Comedy
Finalist and 1st Runner Up Screenwriting Comp
Top 24 Finalist Los Angeles Reel Film Festival 2011
Contest Top 20 Finalist Atlanta PeachTree Film Festival 2011
Top 24 Finalist SkyFest Film Festival 2011
— Announcing “PICKLED TINK” — Screwball Comedy Screenplay! Belle Karper,
— Announcing “MAKING UP WITH MORTELLA” — Dark Comedy about Good and Evil, the magic of MakeUp and the Beauty of the Heart.
Award-Winning Author, Screenwriter, Speaker, Humor, Comedy, Suspense, Tragedy www.BelleKarper.com Email Belle@BelleKarper.com WHY THE WIDOW WEARS BLACK - An Edgy Memoir from an Outspoken Survivor Check out Belle Karper’s – Beauties and Beasts – Blog! Baby! Blog! and Belle Karper Face Book & the popular Twitter-Belle - The Ridiculous Escapades of Belle Karper on YouTube!
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Who Won?
(Save it, Baby! Count me in!)
So, it goes like this . . .
Well, let’s just suffice it to say that I had to spray a lot of perfume on this morning. There was no time to shower, much less mascara my eyelashes. This game was just too dang early…
I’m not happy to admit this, and so I am not formally admitting this… but my husband informs me that I may not be a “morning person.”
Huh?
What does he know?
He is off riding the mountainsides in Utah right now.
He may or may not be right. I don’t have the freaking patience to find out at this early hour, but I did have a hard time waking up this morning.
Go figure.
My only incentives being:
A. To see my son play
B. To see my son play well
C. To see my son play well against ”dickhead.”
Now, I am not one to hold any grudges.
Like, I have almost forgiven that little bitch in high school… almost.
I don’t use the voodoo doll on her anymore… well, only semi-annually.
Heck, I have other things to do than live in the past.
And, that neighbor that I used to have living near me, emphasis on used to (and no, nothing mysterious happened to her… much to my regret. She just moved… how common, right?)
Let’s just say that when the book came out, The Devil Wears Prada, I thought it was about my neighbor.
Bee-atch, with a small ass and rock-hard boobs.
Yikes. I remember the first time she hugged me. I was bruised for a week from her plastic surgery stone tits.
Well, I am still in therapy over all of that neighborhood nonsense stuff.
No one here misses her dropping her garbage into other people’s cans.
Yeah baby, you can keep your dirty diapers to yourself.
Schtinky.
My dog misses them though. Evidently, there is something attractive with the scent of toddler diarrhea rolled in a Pampers disposables…
Eeeeeeuuuuw.
So, like I said I’m not one to keep grudges. So the fact that we are facing up dickhead and his team this morning is double-edged.
First off, I had to drive all the way back to my house because I forgot my chair.
I knew this was not going to be a good sign.
My sweet little sugar-coated ass would melt on the beauty of the morning dew if I were to sit on the ground. We can’t be having any of that wet dew sinking into my “down there” now can we?
Right.
So, I drove back to get my chair.
Gosh.
Secondly, I can’t help it that I express myself verbally.
Calling a kid dickhead seemed and still seems appropriate, and if the conditions arise again… and I feel the need to express myself in these and other matters, then I am bound by the “Mother Bear” Codes of Conduct to protect my little cub.
Regardless.
And… I am going to disregard the coaches messages left on my cell phone informing me of various muzzle supply shops.
A muzzle?
For who?
Dickhead?
That might be a little extreme for a 15-year-old, but I picked one up for him just in case.
I do understand the mouths of these babes, because I live with two teenagers and I could see how it could come in handy.
Like… everyday.
So, I bought him an extra-large.
Because he has an extra-large dickhead.
Du-u-uh.
I learned that from my kids… that “duh” thing.
Doesn’t it just make you feel good all over?
….
Well, right now… we are knee-deep in the second half and the score is one-to-one.
The kids are dripping with sweated competitiveness. Licking their teenaged chops for this victory that is due them. The tension hovers over the parents around me.
And me… well, I am in a catatonic stare… they are all navy colored enemies against our white shirted boys, and now those 15-year-old little penile wannabes threaten our good Saturday.
They have kicked two of our guys in the balls.
Hard.
One of their players received a red card.
And if that is not enough, they have tackled my son to the point where he was lying on the ground for literally two minutes.
Just lying there.
Unmoving.
And, I was not allowed to go on the field.
Mama bear does not like this part.
And, I’m going to tell you that two minutes is a very long time when your son is in pain, on the ground and not moving.
….
I would like to say that we won the game, but we did not.
We played a hard fight, but a clean one.
I left my comments until after the three tweets of the whistles were heard, signaling the end of the game.
Then I let a few “explicatives” fly…
A tough loss for all…
For us…
For other dickheads across the world…
And… for the world…
I don’t think that I am over exaggerating here, when I say that this IS a tough loss for the entire world…
Tragic.
And then of course, we all went to CoCo’s for breakfast.
Hug, hug, kiss, kiss, Y’all — Even you with hard boobies — Still love ya! xoxo
The is the final to:
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Be well,
Belle
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