Matt I do adore you ya know so since you are here I'll give ya more of the "reality" as you enjoy the "chit "chat breast aside harhar
How We Met! The M word hmmm.
Now for the more light hearted funny parts of our meeting and union.
This one is ummm same story but some good highlights hardihardi!
SO I flew to New York to shoot this independent movie with Terry Wickham.
I was actually staying at the house of the Director and his very nice wife and well of course Poukee with me. It was Hot as I mentioned in the other post and their AC was not cutting it. I had ice pops wrapped around little Poukee’s neck trying to cool him (in case you have been on Mars or overseas where quarantine is required) harhar Poukee was my little white maltese I had for 14 years. He did and went everywhere with me. He even had his own plane tickets and travel bag before people knew what the hell that was. Thank Paris hehe! Now it is cool so “forgetaboutit” I got a dog that barely fits in the back yard now. SO back on subject kinda...We are shooting at a club (the club scenes) and I met a very nice young man named Marty. He had to do some shooting time on second level which was hot as hell considering heat rises and there were breaks on the stage shooting which gave us ample time to chit chat. There was actually an extra in the movie that was playing a waitress that I’d find out later own was an on and off again lover of M’s. Very cool chic with me but the minute any conversation transpired between M and I ---I did notice an interrupt of sorts. She always liked to have him when it was convenient for her and around her schedule. Cougar before cougar was cool I guess? hehehe. So he kinda was in an off not wanted zone with her zone when I arrived in town. She immediately became on ...on zone is back on? ya know. So it was confusing for him as he cared for her very much but she was older, had children and a bit of a psycho husband and lived in the same residential area as M so of course he was always “saving” her. The sex he had with her was apparently mind blowing so why would he not go back as often as she would have him on her schedule -he was single?
Then came me. He did fall in love with me and/or the notion of me as well maybe. So the two guys in charge of the makeup on the movie were just a riot. Testing the blood mixture with karo syrup for consistency and the real effect was pretty funny. I have a pic of M with the throat cut and he was taking a break between scenes **94** out of a [censored] size carton of milk as the location that day was a huge school that was shut down. So they got with me and thought let us hook these two up! I at first thought when we were shooting the introduction of body guards including Marcella’s where the director had forgotten to mail me the additional page to the script----I thought that I had lost my mind as it was a scene I had never heard of. Well NO it was not a blonde moment as I retrieved my script and walla no scene in mine. Out dated version>? SO we are kinda improvising and we decided on the name Marcellas for one of the security body guards. I liked it because of the Pulp Fiction association! Now at the time he (Marty) was pretty buffed. Tan, muscular and all the things that make me cringe including being a bit blonde. Not my type at ALL. I don’t like sharing my mirrors, and I like being intellectually stimulated and pretty boys that frequent the gym are not my cup of tea by the largest leap of optimism. I guess I had done to them for years what people do to me. Preconceived notions of beauty equals ummm not the “sharpest tool in the shed” hehe! I know how hypocritical and unfair right? Ummm, not really. Usually it is pretty damn accurate about people so damn focused on their appearance and it annoys the hell out me! Well, he was humble, insecure, kind, and sweet and all those things that at first glance one might assume were false. SO we went out to a bar after shooting long into the week so after the dressing room scene in a room we built in someone’s garage we went to a place called Crawdaddy’s. The boys from makeup met us all there and it was on! Tequila! Not to far into the evening we had our first kiss at the bar. He carried me out over his shoulder which was no easy feat. The makeup boys ended up **83** in their car they were so hammered! So he put me in his little Honda Accord (those things run forever!) & took me to his place. It had crankin’ AC and felt amazing for this over heated non paid tequila’d up girl/model/trying to act hehehe! So apparently he went to use the rest room I’m on the bed already and tried to get somewhat undressed but only got my black leather pants pulled down over my very round exposed non panty wearing ass! And then **89**. In the AM I’d find myself ass exposed in pretty much the exact same condition & position as I was the night before. Everyone has their likes ya know and he was all about the female ass and legs! Mostly ass! But he did confess to me it was the hardest thing he’d ever done not doing anything when he came out of the bathroom and saw my perfect bubble butt sticking up in the air bare. These are his words by the way! I guess you could say I gained respect for him at this moment and many moments that came up over the course of this week. He took care of things well and always had my back. A trust grew between us and his AC kicked ass so I stayed there for the remainder of the movie shoot! We did Jones Beach and some other adventurous things with the cast. It was really a fun week and I met his son who was gosh I think 4 at the time? I remember I was reading the book Modern Times and saying good bye at the airport and thinking hmmm I’m gonna miss this little cutie patootie! After a while I was lonely and hangin’ at Ceasar’s Palace in Vegas and rang him up and said hey I’m buyin’ you a plane ticket be at the airport at such a such time you are coming to Vegas baby! Things got hot and heavy there. Romance -Sex- you name it -we shocked the hell out of room service! From there I did a stop over after being in Cinci and then I had him come down for the 4th of July in Jacksonville. I don’t know we just seemed to keep hooking up? He went on Tour with me to Puerto Rico and a million other cities and we went through some real rough shit together as well like the club we owned in Vegas. My ex husband was owner as well and I’m there with M and it was ummm interesting. One night when my ex sent M to work the parking area security he and another guard found that a rifle man was on the roof across the street and a pretty distinct red dot was on M’s forehead. His out door activity obviously ceased at that point and he was a good sport about it. Who is to say who or why. Could have been someone from the club down the street but doubtful - I’m not one to speculate so let us just say it was an odd situation that resulted in not calling the police and was swept under a large rug. So that is just an example of some of the crazy shit he faced by being with me. There were other events as well! Always protecting, watching his back -my back - my drinks for spiking and actually having a ball in the midst of it all! Crazy! He was very good to me.
Him being able to pick me up helped much as well. I liked that in a pinch I was over his shoulder and safe whether it be from stage, in a crowd or anywhere! Gosh that just reminded me of the Miata episode. Oh another time. Anyway.... It was a whirlwind and romantic but then ended with agenda and trust issues. Only to reunite years later when I felt I’d taken enough beatings from the world and needed someone to catch me. Now the reuniting evening is a big ass story with many interesting characters as well. It was like a high school reunion minus the students and input ex lovers harhar! At a club of course!
Quick final note we thought oh we will have our wedding reception which would just be a dinner for a few after the wedding at “Crawdaddy’s” down in Florida ---same name as the tequila bar we hooked up in on Long Island. All good to go- reserved -on the river yada yada I go to deliver the cake in my little convertible the night before as planned and ummm the place is boarded up and no one contacted us? Closed? Health codes or something! Of course, the restaurant we moved it to ---guess who was waiting tables there on reception night? The manager from Crawdaddy’s. Talk about squirrel in the headlights when he saw us! Then with the damn cake in the little two seater car- I was off to the photographers and editors home/studio to have a last minute conversation and the door was open. It looked like an old movie set, really old! I walked in and he was asleep in his recliner. He was older and actually I honestly thought ummm he might be ah dead? So I quickly went back outside and neither one us could agree on who would check for a pulse? Shit!!! So I grabbed my cell phone and kept calling his number hoping if he is alive he will wake up!!!! If not... as we could still see him from the entry ...then we would call 911 and get the fuck outta there? It was really surreal. We found another restaurant and the guy was alive thank goodness so in 18 hours it was all good aside from zipper breaking 30 minutes prior to the walk down the isle and having to find a replacement zipper and bring it to the seamstress and get to the little chapel. It was visually like the huge ones but a miniature and it might hold 15 people busting at the seams and it was non denominational and the owner actually had an enormous shoe on the property from the children’s book where the lady lives in the shoe. Like big as a house! And his editing room was actually a real train placed on the property. So ordinary it was not! Interesting, absolutely! Never even had time for a honeymoon but spent that evening on the river in a hotel where they actually lost our reservation! Fortunately they upgraded us to the pres suite and we hit the bar for red wine indulgence! My Mom had made an appearance hehe but she had some wine and xanax through the course of the evening and was an absolute riot at dinner! She is a real light weight and doesn’t drink so combining it with umm xanax? Not good hehehe but it was great to see her let loose and actually eat raw fish that she thought was cooked and talk about how great it was! Erika Everest was there and due to give birth any minute and Mom had her laughing so hard I swear we were lucky she did not go into labor.
AHHH well there are some of the events that led M and I to here?
Where is “here” I couldn’t fuckin’ tell ya
I’m pondering that myself.
We have so much in common personality wise but unfortunately those things are the things I dislike about myself - so seeing your flaws reflect back at you daily is difficult. hehehe!
I’m not the same person but I am, ya know. In my 20’s I could never imagine being alone? Never. Now I actually look forward to it with great anticipation! Alone is not lonely once you get to know it and yourself. Two completely different things that young people I think combine falsely until they are old enough to know better or to know the difference.
Alone is good, Lonely is not they don’t have to coexist as some would assume.
Lots of Love and Reality, SL