Posts tagged ‘Beauty’

January 30, 2013

Would a REAL Feminist Like Me Pose for Playboy … You Betcha!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Tereza_Fur_Facebook2A few years after my first husband passed away in spring 2001, I was meeting someone for dinner at Philadelphia’s  wonderful Capital Grille restaurant in Center City. When I arrived my dinner companion was chatting with a group of gorgeous ladies … introducing me, these gals were sweet and complimentary toward me. Off to dine in the perfectly lighted to look your best dining room – you see this fine restaurant smartly has designed lighting that is quite flattering. After a delicious meal, I went to use the ladies lavatory … OMG – not the same lighting there and I audibly began bemoaning the fact that my 40+ face looked very different than I was told I did in the dining room. At that point one of those very attractive ladies that my diner companion had previously introduced me to joined me at the mirror. Having heard my concerns, this gal assured me that I looked just fine and then asked in a very polite fashion my age. I never lie and so told her 48. Wow she said – then expressed admiration and an invitation. Yes – An invite to come dance at the famous REAL gentleman club in my fair city of brotherly love where she worked. “Thank you, Thank you, and Thank you!” I exclaimed. Why is my response worth noting you ask? The answer is that being REALLY multiple degreed – considering myself a seriously intellectual and well  read feminist would have precluded my being grateful at such a suggestion when I was in my 20’s or 30’s but then in my late 40’s – oh baby – such a nice offer. Of course, I did not desire nor need to take this generous offer seriously and I have no REAL dancing talent anyway. But still I will discuss and explain here why REAL liberation – REAL feminism means all choices for we women should be doable and equally acceptable … that is only if each is REALLY our own choice.

My erudition prone dear mother and I both joined N.O.W. at its inception – likewise, we mother and daughter team subscribed, read and gifted Ms. Magazine early on. In fact, my amazing mother used her so called maiden name as a middle name long before it was fashionable. My lineage of feminist thinking is solid – even my Bubbe was an atypical Jewish grandmother. Bessy Solomon was well read and REALLY smart … not necessarily as great a cook as other grandmothers but a force to be reckon with and admired. I have written in previous blog posts that my civil rights activist father, Abraham, was also a feminist – he thought no differently about my responsibilities nor opportunities as his only daughter, than he did for my two older brothers. By now my dear readers are aware of the fact that my second husband legally took my last name and have our children do the same and so for that and many other reasons, including his constant concern about women’s rights, Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon is too a feminist and he has no problem being married to a REALLY strong and capable woman [this time, lol]. My best friend for over thirty years is a guy – my amazing “brother” Markie treats me as his complete equal and my many other male friends, colleagues and acquaintances treat me likewise – as an equal. One must ask if I am just lucky or do I just pick REALLY liberated men to be a part of my life or is it that I will not tolerate less than being treated equal? Answer probably a combination of all those factors. Still there have been times that one or more males have attempted to marginalize me – ignore and/or challenge has been my response … I have shared in other posts that I do not accept being the “damsel in distress” in meetings or anywhere else. My blog has also referenced more than once the many men who have been my heroes – rescuing and protecting me from REAL enemies – most recently from The Miscreants™.  Let me not be remiss here – women have also been my heroes and I theirs … gender not a prerequisite to REALLY supportive relationships. My being a feminist has not precluded dependency and need for help from men at certain times … more than can be enumerated here are the occasions when ,my husband, my best friend Mark Kronberger, my daily companion and driver Jim Baker, my male associates and colleagues have come to my defense – they have each unselfishly assisted and guided me. The difference between how my guys and those other women relate to far too often, is that those in my life never make me feel the lesser for their presence nor do I them. My male interactions are a sort of “right back at you” give and take in that I receive and I offer to/from these fine men the same in our codependency relationship status. The last few years have blessed me with a publicist, attorneys and quite recently writer/co-author Michael Charton – all guys who make my success possible while caring about me personally in a REALLY committed fashion. Far too many men to list – even acquaintances [some met through social media sites] that have meant so much to me and helped me in many ways. As it is with women in my life, these men have brought REAL comfort and joy to my daily existence. Truth be told – I experience absolutely no difference and no REAL gender gap between the ladies or the gentleman I have surrounding me. One must question whether that is on account of my own equality outlook or theirs – either way, it remains an informative aspect of my life that gender does not define my most important relationships. There is never any question as to the motivation of my male friends – I am VERY married and so there is never an issue as to the purity of my male friendships; you can easily understand that my own lifelong sense of dignity forsakes any male/female role confusion and that eliminates the possibility of faux or misunderstood intentions. Ladies – it is our job to make our position known – never let your own insecurity lead to a questionable friendship or work relationship with a man. I never feel objectified – not allowed in my life and no woman should accept less than a REALLY respectful and equal platonic bond with the men she includes in her world. Obviously, this also means we must all – men and women alike – fight the current and increasing misogynistic attitude/REAL war on women here in the United States and worldwide.

All right – now lets get back to Playboy Magazine possibilities. In my previous blog post I mentioned how my hair seemed to be developing its own meme on the internet … much chatter, especially from members of THE REAL Evil Doers Club™.  Well now – that is not the first obsessed with me utterance from that group … a few years ago chubby legally disowned/disinherited Michigan nurse suggested my attractiveness [according to her friends on Facebook] was on account of all  “the work [I] had done”. Never bearing false witness – I immediately and happily responded by listing each and every medical, dental and cosmetic procedure I had, to date, completed. The requisite braces were 2x for me, breast lifted after in duct situ carcinoma surgery, a wee bit of knee [which were a little chunky from life long sports and running activity] and buttocks liposuction and then (most recent at that point) facial Thermage. I assured the Michigan idiot that more would be done ASAP and I would forward details and photos. Now let me assure you that REALLY good nutrition, no drugs, minimal alcohol, constant exercise, attention to skin, oral health, etc. + meditation and prayer all contribute to my internal and external well being and appearance. This is related to a potential magazine pictorial because after all I have been through, if after my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! is published, any REALLY classy periodical deems me a lady they want to appropriately and respectively include in their pages – I say YES! I must qualify that affirmative by saying there are still post pregnancy multiple must dos on face and body that will come first on my agenda – then we can take tasteful and hubby approved photos for Playboy and such!!!

BikiniTerezaP.S. Seen here is a REAL travel photo of moi … swimming in the Mediterranean Sea Resort near Tel Aviv Israel. I know – quite distant but all dear hubby will allow me to share at this point. I am working on convincing my darling that a close-up body photo of me is perfectly acceptable. Stay tuned – much “more” to come!!!

January 12, 2013

REALLY Worthy Narcissism versus REALLY Jealous Types

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

A narcissist is someone better looking than you are.  – Gore Vidal*

4TwitterHmmm, what can one say about those who readily brand others – persons more achieved, braver, more attractive, stronger, energetic, et al. than themselves as narcissistic.  Well now – psychologist suggest that is on account of their own insecurity, envy and delusional jealously and I can assure my dear readers that all those possibilities are correct. You see it is a well proven fact – detailed in psychiatric and sociology tomes – that the lesser and most dangerous among us are apt to deny REALITY of others who they fear, are inferior to and simply can not comprehend as their own life experiences are so marginalized and limited. At the very core of those who define others as narcissistic is a vulgar attitude and violent precept that is REALLY only a primal sense of their own inadequacies. Yes, my darlings – we are definitely discussing The Miscreants™ I write about so often. It has been brought to my attention that the miscreants of THE REAL Evil Doers Club™ are still in the realm of their self perpetrated fantasy life … thinking others like me, my husband, REAL friends, family and colleagues, as well as many of you, who are REALLY living life to the fullest and achieving much are somehow narcissistic. Let us examine these phenomena and finally put to rest the bottom dwellers diatribe that they use to assuage their multiple deficiencies and REAL insecurities. Without any doubt – those hell bent on obfuscating our REAL achievements are not to be tolerated for they will deter your success in order to feel better about their own life failures. Unlike you and me, envious individuals can not tolerate even the smallest REAL accomplishment of others – no matter if it is a humble undertaking or a grand public occurrences … and yet, they somehow believe their own now and again minimal life effort should be championed. I ask that you read my words carefully – this is a REALLY important life affirming blog post that I sincerely believe can guide others toward my own “overcoming all obstacles” life story that ones jealous enemies often set out to destroy … I am always victorious against the loathsome types and I know that all REALLY worthy individuals can be too. There will be no retreat from myself, my husband or those supporting us – unless and until The Miscreants™ 100% cease and desist or are incarcerated or made bankrupt by the lawsuits we shall surely win against them – I will continue to address their rants; I want all my followers to know REAL goodness always prevails against those unworthy of G-d’s grace. Since I began writing about this topic many of you have shared with me your own story of dealing with evil persons similar to those I write about from my life – I am honored that you confided in me and REALLY feel that my strength can help each of you overcome your own miscreant types.  This post is meant as a follow-up accessory to that I shared on 16 August 2012, titled Narcissistic Personality Disorder, Misanthropes and Miscreants in [MY] Everyday Life!.

We have all seen babies cover their eyes pretending something does not exist just because they can not see it; in fact empirical studies show us that infants really believe an object is no longer real if they can not feel or see it personally. Wow – easy analogy right? My own nemesis can not possibly comprehend having, as my husband and I do, a widely read blog, REAL book deals, owning trademarks/patents, the miracle of my IVM babies late in life, our lovely old and soon new amazing homeS, unique exotic luxury trips, opportunities for private plane travel, etc. – all that hubby and I have and are REALLY being blessed with – so of course, they deny our reality. Get it? Neither can my nemesis fully comprehend that which is not material in nature – the beauty and joy of REAL sacred (till death do us part) love my husband and I share and the life changing friendships with the most spectacular people that we have been given a chance to experience in our life. Being REALLY productive – always working toward new and interesting goals as my husband and I do each day is somehow daunting to our nemesis – truly they seem to find such goal oriented living incomprehensible. They never have any REAL glory or REAL success or REAL worthy experiences and so like the infant they deny those things even exist.  Pity the fools for being so ignorant of REAL facts – as I have referenced often in previous posts, mine is not a perfect life nor one without fault but even the mistakes have led to glorious circumstances and REAL blessings and in that REAL truth is the magnificence of my REAL world; whereas, the delusional bottom dwellers I/my husband have been forced to deal with are total failures in life mostly on account of their REAL denial of their own reality. It also must be mentioned that mere projection – in other words, the REAL narcissistic personality disorders of accusers – is usually apparent in these troubling situations. Those of you who follow me or know me personally are quite aware of the faux posturing that The Miscreants present with repeated budget travel photos, posed bad taste attire, pressed wood type and Disney home décor, fake college degrees [like the non existence Bachelor and Masters Degree hubby’s ex-wife, THE REAL Devil’s Daughter™ claimed to have on her daughter’s Drexel University application] or if legitimate, then from minimally acceptable school degrees and so many other nearly insane attempts to present themselves as REALLY achieved, when in fact they are anything but accomplished individuals. Now seriously – who is to be diagnosed as possibly being mentally unstable … easy to surmise – it is those obsessed with me and others like me who have REALLY managed to reach great heights. The bottom line is types like The Miscreants™ can only feel good about themselves by denying others REAL greatness – sadly this common emotional and mental malady is far too frequently displayed among our fellow humans. Happily there are many others who champion REAL achievements – those that encourage we who seek more and more in life and many who, like so many in my life, support us and help thwart all enemies as we strife toward loftier goals.

My own nemesis seem to be so mentally unwell as to suggest REAL documents are faked … they suggest legal and commemorative items my blog has presented in photos were otherwise. My oh my – either [probably the case] they nor anyone they know has ever received REAL awards, letters from important people and such or they are REALLY as ignorant as they appear by denying documented proof as reality. I know what you must be thinking – these idiots deny what their own eyes are seeing – how could that be? Well dear readers it is true – my enemies are so self loathing as to not believe others, like I are the opposite and have thus created a life like mine where special groups and people acknowledge my worth. My enemies even seem bewildered and not understanding of the true wonderfulness of my nearly 4000 Facebook and Twitter friends that gladden my heart, expand my horizons and even defend me against The Miscreants™. Complicated and yet simple in that those who are not REALLY happy can only feel comfortable by denying that others like me and you are content – many psychological analysis reflect the deep serious nature and resulting damage poor intellectual reasoning like those of The Miscreants™ can create for society. In previous blog posts I reference and discuss the legal aspects of  “shedding a false lighton someone – also detailed in other posts are the lawsuits and possible civil criminal charges we are pursuing against The Miscreants™ because they have threatened, lied, libeled, slandered, harassed, defamed and misrepresented facts about myself and my husband; my Jewish faith demands [Old Testament law] retribution and punishment for crimes of slander and libel … no surprise that current civil laws mimic those of religious moral codes and dictates. The entire world needs to address and take as seriously as myself and my husband do the hateful acts of those, like our enemies, that attempt to demean and deny REAL truth. For a person of unimportant status – with no REAL faith in G-d to attempt diminishing of others that are gifted, determined, blessed and decent is a true affront to the universe as their disgusting efforts portray a lack of humanity that defiles the very nature of existence. Almost like a “black hole” in space The Miscreants™ try to swallow the REAL goodness that others perpetrate through REALLY good deeds –  these evil types must never be ignored nor allowed to act on their nefarious goals … thank G-d the justice system has created legal venues to right the wrongs of such pathological beings.

Another sociological and psychological aspect to be considered is the adage my own very erudite and wise Mother voiced – that is “those who so easily accuse others of cheating, telling lies, theft, etc. are those that are REALLY guilty of cheating, telling lies, theft, etc.” … yes, more than not, it is proven that the accuser is actualizing their own character – sort of self tattle telling by describing another to be exactly as they REALLY are themselves. Trust me – my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! will give full attention [in a Chapter or two] of REAL documented facts that prove The Miscreants™ guilty of exactly all the things and much more that they have falsely stated about myself and my husband and other REALLY good people. Tragic that these bottom dwellers were raised so poorly as to indulge in concentrated formats against those of us striving to do REALLY important things with our life – my parents and I with all the children in my life insist on an appreciation of those achieved and accomplished … an admiration that is not false idol worship but instead realistic acceptance that some are indeed special and that is what everyone can gleam from in some positive way. In the end, I have grown from my unfortunate exposure to my self- loathing enemies and I and others in my REALLY blessed life have learned in detail that which is so egregious in these evil types as to be avoided at all costs. Admittedly, those on my “team” are constantly shocked at just how jealous and delusional miscreants of THE REAL Evil Doers Club™ can REALLY be … stay tune dear readers because my REALLY wonderful best is yet to come!!!

*Oh baby – I have photographic REAL proof … not to be narcissistic but I REALLY am much better looking than females of The Miscreant™ group!!!

[Hoping to see you all in person at my end 2013 book signings & movie premiere asap]

P.S. May I suggest reading William J.Mann’s recent biography Hello, Gorgeous –Becoming Barbra Streisand … a REALLY inspiring biography about my beautiful and talented Jewish “sister” that brilliantly details how she overcame the naysayer verbiage by always knowing intrinsically her own REAL worth and the way Streisand never allowed the lesser types – like The Miscreants™ – deter her from fulfilling her destiny nor enjoying her life!

F.Y.I.: This is for chubby Michigan [legally disowned/disinherited] nurse … when one refers to a city on the right side of the United States, it is a East Coast city or Eastern Seaboard of United Stares city; whereas, the term you used “eastern city” refers to a place in The East – that being where I am sure you NEVER traveled to/that is in Eastern Hemisphere [Asia, China, India, et al.]. Dear G-d how frightening to think that you as a nurse might equally misunderstand physicians directions … now that is REALLY scary stuff!!!

September 9, 2012

My Own 9/11 Story

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

“The Horror! The Horror!”, proclaims Kurtz in Joseph Conrad’s Heart Of Darkness. Yes, we all thought or spoke those words as watching that day’s events on 11 September 2001. I watched the second tower fall as turning in my private hospital suite bed after breast cancer surgery. A dear relative surgeon had arranged a lovely private extra large room and to have my private nurse be sure cable news was [as he knew I am a news junkie] on for me when I woke that morning – never realizing or imagining my eyes would open to see that horror and hear Bryant Gumbel saying this was probably no accident after all.

After my first wonderful husband, David Colin,  died in Spring 2000, I decided that doing a little – shall we say – sprucing up was in order. Being a life long runner, I felt my knees had become a bit chunky/muscular and that a breast lift might be nice as well. I had grown quite close to a distant relative [very talented] plastic surgeon and so I decided to ask what he thought – yes no problem but this dear man suggested that even though I  already had routine yearly mammograms, another pre-op was required. So off I went – mammogram complete, organizing all in order to have a week or two recovery time where biggest task would be finally reading all those wonderful books on my night table. Being a wee bit compulsive I scurried to and fro paying bills, stocking up on necessities and taking a friend’s idea to arrange staying at the Philadelphia Ritz Carlton while recuperating in order to have REAL [yes I got a miscreant hint in even here, lol] concierge assistance 24/7. Now some shopping needed to be complete – a doctor gal pal explained that I would be needing loose fitting front buttoning tops for easy access after breast lift surgery. While driving in my new 2001 adorable amazing gorgeous custom champagne colored XKR Jaguar convertible – yes, in love with my car – my cell phone rang and seeing relative plastic surgeon number, assumed a quick pre-surgery get together lunch date being offered. “Hello sweetie – are we getting together to break bread before you and I meet in operating room next week?”,  was my greeting. An unusually somber voice responded that yes but he wanted me to come to his office asap – I somehow knew instantly what was going on. I turned that sweet car around, headed across town, took elevator up to the beautiful office I had entered so many times before to be greeted by a teary eyed doctor. No question now – something very bad was happening. Obviously, by now, you readers must realize they had found cancer – fortunately it was in duct situ carcinoma , which is a rather mild form/early detected breast cancer, of one breast and in my 2013 book, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! all that journey and more will be detailed. Suffice it to say that vanity saved my life and love of my surgeon friend made that journey much, much easier. Also, Ritz Carlton recuperation a very pleasant way to get back on one’s feet. Of course, the horrors of the 9/11 terrorism attacks not so easily remedied and that is why unlike many, when asked when my breast cancer surgery was – I answer precisely with day, date and even time – that day of national horror never erased from our collective world memory.

Well I fully recovered – knees, buttocks [yes had that lifted too] and breasts looking better than ever. The two years that followed however, just like our nation after 9/11, presented some serious and for me, unexpected challenges. I, as always, must remain vague here and simply ask for your patience, as my 2013 book will detail fully the entire story – much to be learned by everyone and inspiration as well for those who read my story. I hope and pray that my complicated and triumphant journey will help others overcome and rally to their own great destiny. One of the main reasons my amazing second husband, Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon agreed I should sign a book deal was how many folks we believe my story will give guidance to and that many will be made better for knowing that like myself, they too can thwart all enemies, fight against those who lie and hate and go on to find true happiness against the odds. My darling hubby has always called my Tereza Triumphant ™ – in fact, among our now owned 28 trademarks/copyrights is that too. So here we are at my next 9/11 saga – meeting the love of my life.

Oh my, so sorry my darling readers and followers but vague again I must be about the exact circumstances of how and where I met my amazing second husband but trust me that as my self titled “team” [lawyers, advisers, publicist, et al.] constantly say, it is definitely a REAL Oh My G-d love story – one surely to go down as great in the annals of timeless romances. What I will share in reference to the historical date this writing is about is that on 9/11 2003 my man proposed [in his Jaguar] with a magnificent diamond ring he designed and a poem he wrote that referenced the tragedy both nationally and personally for me that occurred on 11 September 2001  – his proposal speech included how he hoped that I would agree to make him happier than he ever thought possible by agreeing to marry him on this the same calendar date 2003. YES, YES, YES  I instantly responded seeing my new engagement ring through tears of joy. WOW – what a guy – right? And so it is that each year on 9/11 we two thank G-d that our love has grown and that in remembering those who perished and all the heroes from the tragedy of 9/11, our coming together as man and wife and the children our union has created is a stick in the eye of those devils that wanted to destroy this great nation – for we two and our children represent, as I believe my Jewish people do concerning the Holocaust, G-d’s design that good does REALLY triumph over evil!!!

P.S. My breast cancer experience was made much easier because of my insurance coverage, access personally to REALLY good doctors, funds for private nurses and yes being able to pay for staying at the Ritz Carlton to recuperate. In my blog post Why ACA Is Obama’s FDR Moment!, I discuss and even show my signed by President Obama framed certificate thanking me for my participation in passing that ground breaking health care bill. One of my plans is donate a part of my books proceeds to and continue to work for ALL women to have similar health care options – maybe I can not put you up at the Ritz but I surely, with other determined like minded individuals, get you mammograms and the best possible medical care that you can find. Both my husband and I are devoted feminist – committed to saving women from the draconian current crop of GOP cuts – PLEASE join us in November 2012 and vote out/against those who would deny any woman her rightful health care coverage!!!

August 19, 2012

See You In September – Now Lets … Vogue!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

And now back to our regular programming … that is done – miscreants [who I sincerely doubt read Vogue and if so surely NEVER shop its pages] addressed and warned. Once again,  I can be the sweet, intelligent, beautiful, sexy, stylish, kind, loving, loyal and faithful woman [my husband’s description of me, not mine] that G-d REALLY intended me to be. So as I wait for my 120th Anniversary Vogue September Issue with Lady Gaga gracing its cover, I decided to pontificate on the meaning of the month Septem – which was really the seventh month in the Roman calendar until 46 B.C.E. .

I am sitting here in my study writing and listening to that old song, See You In  September … yes we all look forward to summer but also the promise that comes with September’s chance to start a new school, various fall holidays and the harvest. No surprise that life cycles and nature seem to evolve in and around this time of year. Who doesn’t have a  “in September” memory, hope or plan? What will you be doing when the summer is through and what change will this fall season bring in your life? At the very least, the bathing suits, shorts and sandals will go back in the storage closet, making room for sweaters and such. The smell of the beach and picnic foods are soon to be replaced with apple cider and pumpkin flavors. September is an anticipatory type of month, even if predictable!

As a Jewish person, for myself September begins a move toward ending one year and beginning a new one – Rosh  Hashanah and Yom Kippur informs me in that renewal and a new calendar are at hand come each fall. Soon I and my family will reflect on this passing 5772 and contemplate the new year 5773 we are entering – the task for us Jews each fall is to repent and begin anew. For my family and friends this is an amazing time – so much good has happened and so much evil has been shed this past year from our blessed life. Our hope and pray is that this new year will bring only the best we can create in our home full of joy, days of adventure and great experiences shared with those we love and who have loved and protected us so well. My readers and followers, as well as my personal friends, colleagues, etc. know this fall also includes a few difficult situations but that justice at last seems appropriate as the year in my Jewish calendar morphs into another. As the book of life closes on the most highest of holy days for we Jews each fall, all wrongs must be righted and all obligations completed and so it as it should be for me in that September 2012/5772 will finally begin the REAL road to REAL justice and redemption. Never able to share all here on my blog posts – I apologize once again and again promise ALL will be told in due time and shared with those of you so dear and supportive in my life.

In a more humorous tone, being Jewish so defines me that once hearing my Mother discuss a possible evening gown for New Year’s with a lady friend in early September, I felt compelled to ask why so formal for synagogue services?  With her typical clever eye rolling repartee, Mother responded, “December 31st – the gentile New Year my dear“. So you see it is not odd that I often write the Jewish year on correspondence for a bit of time each fall. Equally interesting in my line of new year tales is when I spent December 31st in Israel in the morning and then at a party that evening in Egypt’s newly acquired via peace treaty Sinai. In my ancestral homeland the day was like any other as the Jewish state while acknowledging the Gregorian calender and of course, the usual festivities occurring, do not really consider January 1st the beginning of [our] Jewish New Year. So it was that I was a wee bit conflicted that day – ending with myself and a group climbing Mount Sinai on 1 January 1980. My point is September is a month filled with so much meaning – so much hope and so much promise in so many ways. – as much or more than the month of January.

Perpetual student is how I am often described … having a REAL [yes, I know another tease to the miscreants] four year college degree and others from REAL schools – returning 2013 for legal studies when our twins settled in our NY home with their stay at home Daddy makes me very attuned to the new school year ritual that begins each September. The anticipation – new school attire, books and such make for a sense of new beginnings and endless possibilities. I love the book store experience – purchasing everything on a syllabus while  a bit taunting, is still very exciting. Crisp fall air and new pages to be turned – all an inspiration to forge ahead.

Fashion, fashion, fashion is not only a matter of style but of definition – to define ones self for the world by choices of clothes and accessories is historical. I wrote a blog on 19 May 2012, Why it is Only Cool to be a Fashionista If You Have REAL Substance & Brains Too!!!, explaining just that issue and the relevance of design to living. Each fall there are  fashion shows /a week for couture and ready to wear that take place in New York, Milan, London and Paris . These Fashion Week shows are actually spring and summer for the next calender year and yet give definition to September. Even children define themselves by what they wear  – in every part of the world families ready the heavier clothing as fall approaches. Of course, I like to do more than get warm by design – great fun awaits me as I decide what pieces to add to my wardrobe each season and none more than September as I plot and strategically decide my look as summer ends. Of course, when able I have and soon will again be doing this the spring before as the fall lines are presented but still there is the little additions that lure one to Neiman Marcus and such. In my life, my dear husband, C. Michael Eliasz-Solomon loves to and almost insist on accompanying me to select my attire – I am his JAP barbie doll and never mind his input because he has a great sense of style and color and definitely knows what he likes to see on me, his lady love. Even this shared seasonal excursion – both fall and others – is an excited rendezvous and so another September notation is entered into the must dos of life.

Watching the documentary The September Issue brings to the fore that fashion is about REAL life – jobs , economics, holidays, function and form. As it opens the marvelous American Vogue editor-in-chief, Anna Wintour [who I pray to G-d my publicist convinces to invite me to the Met Costume Gala in 2013 when my 2nd book/memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! is published] makes a very profound statement and one that all my nearly 4,000 readers and followers know I can surely relate to these days. It is something akin to just because REAL fashion frightens people they should not demean those wanting REAL fashion and REAL style in their life [nor may I add visa verse – unless the lesser types insist we of normality respond – wink, wink]. To this point, someone last year posted as a suggestion to me about something or other they were obviously insecure about with a Twitter photo of three unkempt, wash & wear hair, cheap quite ugly shoe wearing and not very attractive women noting the suggestion that these are REAL women – well now, need I say more? To be sure, if so blessed to meet Anna Wintour, I will definitely regal her with this humorous tale [think hubby still has that ridiculous Twitter photo in our legal file]. I must save that diatribe for another time but needless to say there are those who do and can dress well and then there is everyone else. Let me state that this is in no way a noblest  put down on account of anyone’s financial inability, etc. but instead as Anna might express a push back to those so hell bent on ignoring REAL fashions place in this complicated world we live in today.

The history making 916 pages that I will devour once my September 2012 American Vogue arrives will almost assuredly offer example and instruction on life, style, design and fashion, of course. The others I read online and otherwise, the European Vogues like British and Italian will also be forever part of my fall  ritual – especially this specific September 2012 that will make EVERYTHING in my new life so Vogue!!!

P.S. My husband insisted that as it has become apparent that my “fan base” now includes self proclaimed “evil doers”, we should provide [in hubby’s words] photographic evidence of why he LOVES to see my face first thing every morning – oh no, will darling husband now be accused of object [me] narcissistic love???

Thank you my darling brilliant and talented husband for this wonderful Vogue compilation of your favorite photos of me/your artistic talents amaze me – I am flattered and grateful that you think I am so beautiful – I LOVE YOU my husband forever and always!!!

August 5, 2012

Plastic AND Inspiringly Fantastic !!!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Beauty is an outward gift which  is seldom despised, except by those to whom it has been refused

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

This topic was always on my blog list – meant to be a primer and suggestive piece concerning sometimes necessary and often elective cosmetic treatments and plastic surgery. Along with the procedures done by choice or to correct an injury or birth defect, I had planned to discuss one of my long admired heroes – the pioneering British reconstructive surgeon, Dr. Harold Gilles who worked on WWI soldiers – often allowing these brave men to live a life back in society after horrific mutilating injuries. But for now, the tonality of this post must be more pointed because as my readers and followers surely know by now, the well described miscreants have once again come to the fore by spreading [actually quite humorous according to some of my advisers] lies and misrepresentations in relationship to my appearance. Here again, I am unable to detail as I truly wish I could – still muted by ongoing [Fall] litigation, recent possible civil criminal charges against these misanthropes and the happier reason of my 2013 book: Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! obligations. What I can explain is that one of the NEW lawsuits being filed is on account of their suggestion of my having extensive plastic surgery in order to “hide” – I know – funny isn’t it? I am writing a blog, having two books published soon, being considered for a TV and radio show, preparing for magazine and newspaper interviews plus I am on Facebook, LinkedIn and Twitter, working on/owning over twenty trademarks, copyrights and patents with my brilliant husband – that is some attempt at hiding on my part. A few of my close friends and associates thought I should be flattered as one of these suspected lie spewing creatures once wrote that her friends thought I  could only look like I do at my age on account of having had procedures. The other more recent belly laugh we got was their suggesting that my hair was a wig … as my husband said so astutely – to these women and their husbands, etc. my almost daily professionally coiffed hair does look so good compared to their obvious wash and wear dos, they probably really think I wear a wig. The more serious reason my attorneys are filing further cyber law charges, et. al. in reference to what might seem frivolous, is the miscreants were suggesting the plastic surgery and wig was an attempt to deny something. Again – funny as I am doing everything possible to have a public presence. Go figure …. just when you think there can be no more ignorance possible, they remind us they are there.

Here is my proud admittance to a life where being well cared for was a must do – nutrition, exercise, skin and dental care just a start. Yes, I have had braces twice, caps/veneers, gum shaping, a real deviated septum nose procedure, and later in life breast augmentation, liposuction and a few years ago facial thermage. Some of these were health related – braces, nose operation, other dental work and others beautifying/anti aging maintenance work. Here is where it gets interesting – I will share a small part of a life changing plastic surgery story and of course the rest in my 2013 memoir book.

After nearly twenty one years of marriage to a wonderful loving man [first marriage – I happily remarried in 2003] I was widowed in the spring of 2000. Having cared for my parents a decade earlier and then my husband during his last months of life, I decided to have a dear friend/distant cousin brilliant plastic surgeon “spruce” me up  a bit. Part of the impetus was my being a life long athlete – fanatical runner – which I felt, while in addition to keeping me healthy, had bulked up my legs, etc.. These issues thus directed me in my decision to have a  breast lift and some body sculpting liposuction. All was planned and scheduled. In preparation it was decided that I should have an additional mammography test  … I had my annual around nine months prior but just to be on the safe side my doctor friend thought it a good idea to have another. You can almost guess what happen next. While driving in my magnificent 2001 XKE convertible Jaguar, my cell phone rang – doctor calling. Because we were close buddies, I initially thought it was to have a social chat or plan a social event but instead it was to ask me to meet him at his office stat and so it was that [after many more steps] I was diagnosed with in duct situ carcinoma of one breast. Of course there are many more details and dramatic times to be shared in my book but here is one of the most poignant – I was operated on the morning of 9/11 and woke to see the second tower of  The World Trade Center hit on TV news in the beautiful suite that doctor buddy had arranged for me. I decided to discuss this a bit in this particular post so I can contrast my 9/11 experience to another woman’s 9/11 “beauty” related day. I was moved to include Lauren Manning’s poignant story on account of the far too often referenced miscreants. You see while chatting with a West Coast attorney about how to proceed against these misanthropes, I turned to the far end of my study to  look out the window and my eye caught sight of my book pile [always reading 5 or 6 at a time] – there near the bottom was Lauren Manning’s book, Unmeasured Strength. I knew insistently that for this day and this one more needed legal action my attorney and I were then discussing, this woman was going to be my inspiration. My thought was that how dare anyone think that I would ever allow loathsome insignificant bottom dwelling hateful people to deter me from triumph, when this brave women went through hell to thwart the terrorist of 9/11 in order for her to be beautiful again after nearly having her face and body destroyed in a fire ball at the bottom of the Twin Towers and then she,  like me,  went on to [we are preparing to by year end] have another child via gestational carrier. My friends and family have heard me say many times that I plan to write another book titled with some configuration of vanity saved my life because if not for the decision to have a bit of “work” done, no mammogram would have been on my to do list for at least another six months – possibly meaning my very curable cancer would have spread or morphed into a more life threatening disease. After reading Lauren Manning’s book, I realized that her 9/11 was my breast cancer in that both were circumstances out of our control but neither of us allowed those horrors to deter us from being REALLY beautiful. Not wanting to be too dramatic here – suffice it to say that both the brave Ms. Manning and I are, unlike the enemies each of us face, really beautiful survivors and both of us stronger and more invisible on account of being forced to deal with evil. By the way, I am forwarding a thank you and this blog post to Lauren Manning – with gratitude for reinforcing that women like her and women like myself are obligated to teach the world what it means to be the kind of good woman, with supportive husbands, friends and colleagues who no matter how disgusting our enemy is determined to be nor their effort to be destructive is, overcomes every obstacle and go on to a glorious life.

Now for the fun part – oh baby, I have and will do everything possible to stay healthy and beautiful for as many years as I am cognitive enough to exercise, be vigilant about my nutrition and have all the cosmetic, reconstructive/plastic surgery procedures safely and appropriately required. Why would I not, within reason and educated choices, take full advantage of the ever more perfected anti-aging procedures? In the BBC series The Human Face, the fact of facial recognition and the effect of appearance on every aspect of life is discussed … we present to the world an edifice to define us. Here I must mention that it is true, while outside appearances give first impressions, internal disease and even mean or unhealthy mental attitudes do somehow show on the face and will cause one to appear very unattractive no matter what the facial features are. This BBC analyse shares the facts about psychology, beauty, sexuality and appearance … being attractive has a definite pay off and so it is that I laugh at the misanthropes who, while one of them may at least seem to occasionally use a blow dryer and could pass for mildly attractive [enough hints my dear readers?], deny or denigrate those of us who take care to stay youthful. In the recent 2012 HBO documentary About Face, the so called Super Models of twenty or thirty years ago discuss their journey in the land of extreme and objectified beauty. While driving and listening to my constant companion, NPR, I heard the principles from this documentary and was reminded that my very wise Mother suggested that each of her girls [myself, the daughter and four grand daughters] be conscious of taking good care of our health and appearance … Mother called it good bones and  also told us to be equally on task in learning and growing through education, career, hobbies and interest. As I have written in other blogs, I owe my parents so much for the life style template and realistic explanations of what it takes to have a full and long life that includes happiness and fulfillment. So when the losers attempt to suggest I have or will have or am having “work” done for some nefarious reason …after the belly laugh and calls to attorneys and dear publicist, I walk by a mirror and say, dam right I have and will but only for the best of reasons, which include having my darling husband admire me each and every day.

Hear me loud and clear enemies of mine: I ALWAYS had planned to get more “work” done and now especially after gestating later in life, body sculpting liposuction and the full face lift will be completed as soon as a few “housekeeping” issues are settled [asap]. And so, let me say once again … to whom it may concern/those much too often referenced miscreants, evil doers, misanthropes and envious ugly hater types – you can kiss my gorgeous, couture clothed, toned, well cared for [proud Jewish] ***!!!

P.S. I have already begun to gather information and discuss with medical professional and breast cancer organizations in preparation for another book – after my end 2012 book of essays and end 2013 memoir published – called Vanity Saved My Life. This will be about my breast cancer journey and more importantly include advise and information for women to assure they get check ups and can access cancer care. The plan is for proceeds to go to breast and other female cancer research, as well, as funds for women who might need financial help while struggling with cancer.

May 17, 2012

Why the GOP must now pay for my Botox treatments!!!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

A few years ago my brilliant friend & plastic surgeon, Richard Glunk, M.D. performed Thermage on my face …happy youthful results; when my buddy asked what he could bring to hospital when my twin sons were born – of course, I said Botox [need to look good in baby pictures after all]. Now I am contemplating more extensive procedures – possibly in the Fall BUT the dam GOP is having me furrow my brow so often – I am thinking of sending them the bills for my ever increasing needed Botox shots!!!

Being a news junkie [mostly NPR, NYT, WSJ, Economist, Foreign press/BBC & MSNBC] has caused me to constantly frown & do the WTF brow squeezing when I hear or read the outrageous racist, misogynistic, homophobic, draconian ideas from the current GOP. OMG – can I really be hearing/reading these almost insane things from my fellow Americans? Despite coming from a quite progressive Liberal Democrat family, I remember my parents friends/colleagues who were Republicans fondly &  now many of my own current closet  Conservative friends being civil toward our differences – sadly, such is NOT the case in U.S. politics these days. Let me say that the extreme left is often just as evil minded & extreme but in all honestly not nearly as frightening as the current extremeness demonstrated daily from  the  right wing Fox/faux news types.

Of course, I will keep my youthful appearance – no matter the cost or effort but will our beloved nation keep its democracy? I hold on to historical incidents when other extremist attempting to thwart America’s promise were defeated …as these times were triumphantly overcome, I pray this troubled current situation will have those of us with good hearts & best intentions rule the day!!!

P.S. I & this country share a common thread concerning our well being …I NEVER let the bastards get me down – here is hoping USA does not either!!!

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