Oh it’s so exciting! I got nominated for an Emmy and I think I am actually high from it. That is the best, when you get high from your life’s work, and I usually do, but this is an extra special high. I woke up to find my phone beeping with texts and email, which is very rare. They were all congratulations from my friends John Roberts – nominated for the fantastic Bob’s Burgers, Ben Feldman – nominated for Mad Men (!) and Tina Fey – also nominated for the brilliant 30 Rock.
I am grateful to know such talented and kind people, and I am overwhelmed by the good cheer and lovely words from folks all over the world today. I never really went to too many award shows, and I guess this is when I need to take a shower and put lotion on my feet. I am not such a girly type. I am sort of like a Marcie butch – you know that girl that seemed to be peppermint Patty’s girlfriend on Peanuts? Marcie was femme to patty, but not really femme to anyone else. That’s me. Femme to select few.
I try to get out of wearing makeup and I don’t even own a hairbrush, which is distressing to all the beauty professionals who have to work with me. I believe I have tremendous style, which I’ve been able to get by on. I think of tattoos as jewelry and permanent makeup combined and so my aesthetic is dictated by the amount of time I have to myself, which is usually none.
So now begins the search for a signature look – something winning! The Emmys require real Hollywood glamour.
Maybe I should get a perm! I am going to do a home perm right now so it’s frizzy by September.
I am not sure I have been this happy in my life. Thank you Tina Fey! Thank you Emmys!! And thank you Kim Jong Il…