File #53 Viva Oz Vegas

Come see The Heavenly Spies in Viva Oz Vegas!

P.S. Hoepfully Agent Rhinestone doesn't look quite this mean, scary and psycho in real life.
(Oh dear)

File #52 Cute.

Agent Rhinestone is like every other girl. She likes things that are small and cute. Below are some things that are both small and cute.

Here's a tiny little animal resting near something pink. so cute.

Here's a real life chub dog...next to a fake chub dog. so cute.

Here's an animal that is both cute and creepy, sucking on somthing that looks pretty weird. so cute.

Here are the Heavenly Spies when they were babies.


Here is what Agent Rhinestone feels like today.

File #51 zzzz.

Is it time to get back in bed and read Twilight yet?
Oh dear.

File #50 Agent Rhinestone is a sad lamb.

Dear JB.

Words choke in Agent Rhinestone’s throat when she imagines what it will be like to have you on the other side of the country. It’s unbearable.

BEST FRIENDS FOREVER!

File #49 Brother Rhinestone in love?

Agent Rhinestone's brother Skylar is all grown up, complete with a new girlfriend! They took a class trip to the fair and rode on the rides together... the next weekend Mamma Rhinestone took them on a date to the movies.

Agent Rhinestone can't help but tear up a little whenever she looks at this picture. Sklyar is just the sunshine of her life and to see him with that proud little smile is simply heart melting.

File #48 Fall is in the air.

For the first time in months Agent Rhinestone woke up in the night feeling a little chilly in her little apartment for 1. She had to fumble in the dark and find her stash of extra warm quilts hidden in the hall closet.
Summer is officially over.
Agent Rhinestone is actually feeling quite pleased. She's almost completely ready for the winter months.

She has recently purchased new fall boots- that like totally embrace her inner cowgirl:













She's ordered new metalic UGG's... just in case her inner cowgirl get's sleepy:












Well- at least Agent Rhinestone's feet are ready. (Not sure about the rest of her. )

Stay tuned... handbags and coats are next on the shopping list.

File #47 James Blonde made her do it...

James Blonde has requested that all of her readers post the below list of snacks into their own blogs and bold all the items they have eaten...

So here it goes...A list (in bold) of snacks Agent Rhinestone has tried...
1. Venison
2. Nettle tea
3. Huevos rancheros
4. Steak tartare
5. Crocodile
6. Black pudding
7. Cheese fondue
8. Carp
9. Borscht
10. Baba ghanoush
11. Calamari
12. Pho
13. PB&J sandwich
14. Aloo gobi
15. Hot dog from a street cart(tofu hot dogs)
16. Epoisses
17. Black truffle
18. Fruit wine made from something other than grapes
19. Steamed pork buns
20. Pistachio ice cream
21. Heirloom tomatoes
22. Fresh wild berries
23. Foie gras
24. Rice and beans (Mamma Rhinestone's fave snack)
25. Brawn, or head cheese
26. Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper
27. Dulce de leche
28. Oysters
29. Baklava
30. Bagna cauda
31. Wasabi peas
32. Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl
33. Salted lassi
34. Sauerkraut
35. Root beer float
36. Cognac with a fat cigar
37. Clotted cream tea
38. Vodka + Jell-O
39. Gumbo
40. Oxtail
41. Curried goat
42. Whole insects (not on purpose)
43. Phaal
44. Goat’s milk (brother Rhinestone loved goats milk as a baby)
45. Malt whisky from a bottle worth £60/$120 or more
46. Fugu
47. Chicken tikka masala
48. Eel
49. Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut
50. Sea urchin
51. Prickly pear
52. Umeboshi
53. Abalone
54. Paneer
55. McDonald’s Big Mac Meal
56. Spaetzle (ha ha)
57. Dirty gin martini
58. Beer above 8% ABV
59. Poutine
60. Carob chips
61. S’mores
62. Sweetbreads
63. Kaolin
64. Currywurst
65. Durian
66. Frogs’ legs
67. Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake
68. Haggis
69. Fried plantain
70. Chitterlings, or andouillette
71. Gazpacho
72. Caviar and blini
73. Louche absinthe (almost killed Agent Rhinestone in Germany)
74. Gjetost, or brunost
75. Roadkill
76. Baijiu
77. Hostess Fruit Pie
78. Snail
79. Lapsang souchong
80. Bellini
81. Tom yum
82. Eggs Benedict
83. Pocky
84. Tasting menu at a three-Michelin-star restaurant.
85. Kobe beef
86. Hare
87. Goulash
88. Flowers
89. Horse
90. Criollo chocolate
91. Spam
92. Soft shell crab
93. Rose harissa
94. Catfish
95. Mole poblano
96. Bagel and lox
97. Lobster Thermidor
98. Polenta
99. Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee
100. Snake

Whoa, oh Snack Attack!

File #46 Don't Sarah Palin, Don't.

Agent Rhinestone requests that you read the below article about Sarah Palin and take into consideration the future of our world and all of it's creatures.

Eve Ensler, the American playwright, performer,
feminist and activist best known for 'The Vagina
Monologues', wrote the following about Sarah Palin:


Drill, Drill, Drill
I am having Sarah Palin nightmares. I dreamt last
night that she was a member of a club where they rode
snowmobiles and wore the claws of drowned and starved
polar bears around their necks. I have a particular
thing for Polar Bears. Maybe it's their snowy
whiteness or their bigness or the fact that they live
in the arctic or that I have never seen one in person
or touched one. Maybe it is the fact that they live
so comfortably on ice. Whatever it is, I need theM
polar bears.


I don't like raging at women. I am a Feminist and have
spent my life trying to build community, help empower
women and stop violence against them. It is hard to
write about Sarah Palin. This is why the Sarah Palin
choice was all the more insidious and cynical. The
people who made this choice count on the goodness and
solidarity of Feminists.


But everything Sarah Palin believes in and practices
is antithetical to Feminism which for me is part of
one story -- connected to saving the earth, ending
racism, empowering women, giving young girls options,
opening our minds, deepening tolerance, and ending
violence and war.


I believe that the McCain/Palin ticket is one of the
most dangerous choices of my lifetime, and should this
country chose those candidates the fall-out may be so
great, the destruction so vast in so many areas that
America may never recover. But what is equally
disturbing is the impact that duo would have on the
rest of the world. Unfortunately, this is not a joke.
In my lifetime I have seen the clownish, the inept,
the bizarre be elected to the presidency with
regularity.


Sarah Palin does not believe in evolution. I take this
as a metaphor. In her world and the world of
Fundamentalists nothing changes or gets better or
evolves. She does not believe in global warming. The
melting of the arctic, the storms that are destroying
our cities, the pollution and rise of cancers, are all
part of God's plan. She is fighting to take the polar
bears off the endangered species list. The earth, in
Palin's view, is here to be taken and plundered. The
wolves and the bears are here to be shot and
plundered. The oil is here to be taken and plundered.
Iraq is here to be taken and plundered. As she said
herself of the Iraqi war, 'It was a task from God.'


Sarah Palin does not believe in abortion. She does not
believe women who are raped and incested and ripped
open against their will should have a right to
determine whether they have their rapist's baby or
not.


She obviously does not believe in sex education or
birth control. I imagine her daughter was practicing
abstinence and we know how many babies that makes.


Sarah Palin does not much believe in thinking. From
what I gather she has tried to ban books from the li
brary, has a tendency to dispense with people who
think independently. She cannot tolerate an
environment of ambiguity and difference. This is a
woman who could and might very well be the next
president of the United States. She would govern one
of the most diverse populations on the earth.


Sarah believes in guns. She has her own custom
Austrian hunting rifle. She has been known to kill 40
caribou at a clip. She has shot hundreds of wolves
from the air.


Sarah believes in God. That is of course her right,
her private right. But when God and Guns come together
in the public sector, when war is declared in God's
name, when the rights of women are denied in his name,
that is the end of separation of church and state and
the undoing of everything America has ever tried to
be.


I write to my sisters. I write because I believe we
hold this election in our hands. This vote is a vote
that will determine the future not just of the U.S.,
but of the planet. It will determine whether we create
policies to save the earth or make it forever
uninhabitable for humans. It will determine whether we
move towards dialogue and diplomacy in the world or
whether we escalate violence through invasion,
undermining and attack. It will determine whether we
go for oil, strip mining, coal burning or invest our
money in alternatives that will free us from
dependency and destruction. It will determine if money
gets spent on education and healt hcare or whether we
build more and more methods of killing. It will
determine whether America is a free open tolerant
society or a closed place of fear, fundamentalism and
aggression.


If the Polar Bears don't move you to go and do
everything in your power to get Obama elected then
consider the chant that filled the hall after Palin
spoke at the RNC, 'Drill Drill Drill.' I think of
teeth when I think of drills. I think of rape. I think
of destruction. I think of domination. I think of
military exercises that force mindless repetition,
emptying the brain of analysis, doubt, ambiguity or
dissent. I think of pain.


Do we want a future of drilling? More holes in the
ozone, in the floor of the sea, more holes in our
thinking, in the trust between nations and peoples,
more holes in the fabric of this precious thing we
call life?


Eve Ensler
September 5, 2008

File #45 Pain in her neck.

Every few months Agent Rhinestone wakes up with a frozen, painful and very stiff neck. The most recent episode occurred upon waking Tuesday morning...

She instantly called her BFF and down stairs neighbor Fancy Drew for moral support. Fancy told her to call Half Moon in Fremont for an acupuncture appointment. Since Agent Rhinestone is a firm believer in anything Fancy recommends...she called Heather at Half Moon immediately!

A few hours later...

Agent Rhinestone lay on her stomach with a dozen or so needles in her feet, back, neck, hands and arms. She felt absolutely euphoric....she closed her eyes and had visions of millions of peeps in mosaic like patterns. She didn't know if she was awake or dreaming but she loved it!

Acupuncture was the first thing that has ever made her poor little broken neck feel better...and the first thing that has ever made her wish she could buy marshmellowy easter peeps all year round....

File #44 World meet Chandy....

Agent Rhinestone had her very own real life Chandelier installed yesterday afternoon!

Introducing Chandy:


Tres Chic!

File #43 Rhinestone Basquiat

The other day Agent Rhinestone was standing in her kitchen doing the dishes. She glanced up and noticed that the prefab art hanging above her kitchen sink was absolutely horrific.

She was all of a sudden over come with a Basquiat-esque feeling. She ripped the canvas from the wall, pulled out her collection of brushes and acrylics and began to create.

She covered the painting in tulle and then painted over it. She made dramatic swirls and flicked paint onto the canvas. She knocked over a vase of water and decided to just go with it. She finger painted the water into the painting and left the rest to spill off the table and onto her boots. She felt hungry and thirsty, her head ached... but she didn’t stop. She kept painting.

After 1 hour she looked around and saw that she and her couture kitchen was covered head to toe in acrylic paint. She didn’t care.

Agent Rhinestone picked up her (still wet) painting and hung it back in it’s place above the kitchen sink. She cleaned up the mess around her, changed her clothes and proceeded with the day as though nothing had ever happened.

File #42 Simple

Agent Rhinestone is craving the simple life. Not the kind of Simple Life that involves Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie milking cows for millions of reality television viewers… but the kind where life is just more simple.

The tiny town of Seattle seems to be full of the same sorts people talking the same sorts of nonsensical gossip, sipping the same sorts of countless cocktails and smoking the same icky cigarettes outside the same nightclub doors. There comes a point in one’s life where it all just seems silly and boring. If things aren’t done in moderation, they’re exhausting.
Perhaps it is because Agent Rhinestone is getting a teensy bit older and a teensy bit wiser. She is a teensy bit tired of dressing up in the same mini dresses, dancing the night away and falling into bed at dawn- tipsy and muddled.

Perhaps that is why James Blonde created sober September...Which means that she and Mr. James Blonde will refrain from imbibing any sort of alcoholic beverage for the entire month of September...quite a clever idea!

Agent Rhinestone has officially decided to create moderation September, which means...
No excessive shopping.
No gossip.
No excessive eating of “Essential Baking Companies” rosemary bread.

And Yes..YES…YES..YES to Hot YOGA, eating leafy greens, baking things, painting pictures, having friends over for long chatty dinners, taking walks, going to Fremont Market, taking dance class, reading books and doing house projects.

As for the rest of the year and beyond….Agent Rhinestone is kinda done with her former lifestyle. She’s officially hanging up her leopard print mini dress- purchased for her trip to Vegas last year.

Well- actually…..that may be too extreme... some of her favorite things happened while wearing that dress...

File #41 and she's back...

Once again…
Agent Rhinestone forgot to blog!
She’s been so busy doing the following:

Creating an all new 80’S style show with her BFF’S.
(80's Confeidential is every Friday night through Sept at Can Can 10:30 PM!)













Swimming at Madison Beach.










Decorating her new Apartment.













Shopping at the new H & M at South Center Mall.











Kicking off a new website for Chelsey Henry.
http://www.chelseyhenry.com/

Snacking.











Watching things. (this picture is so reminiscent of Honey SexPot!)













Finding her inner Apache.












Spending Sundays at Fremont Market
http://www.fremontmarket.com/fremont/

Wishing she had a dog or a cat or a baby or just something small and cute to hold.