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Insider Sale @ lenora dame

November 2009

America Ferrera

November 2009

Another style icon wearing Lenora Dame!!!!

Naoki Time

October 2009

ShopChannel gig is over....gigantic, enormous, mondo sigh of relief from all involved. The only logical thing to do is celebrate. Naoki offers to be our escort for a night on the town. In Tokyo, this is not for a cocktail/drink - you are in search of "ALCOHOL" plain, simple straightforward. He suggests a style of establishment - I am happy to report that the Irish Pub is alive and well in Japan - Paddy O'Morimoto's - or something like that. Climbed stairs to a second floor, small pub-like space. A glass of wine to start and then Sake seems like the obvious choice for the night. Here's the thing - Sake is a sneaky liquid - seemingly light - it goes down easily. Before you know it the Dame sisters are the ambassadors of kwan to the entire joint. We start to engage the owners/staff...more best friends....Kanbra Satiko and Shuuko Takahashi...highly skilled in the art of the "sake overpour." Beautiful cut glass vessels - saucer beneath - filled to the brim and then some. Completely appropriate to slurp the saucer's contents. An unexpected bonus - the "pub fare" was the BEST! Tappas sized portions of interesting and beautifully prepared dishes...seaweed salad, eggplant, pork ...fuzzy memory (I blame the sake). Naoki is a charming companion - interesting and fun-loving. We are considering adoption. Joint custody - I want the weekends - this dude nows how to enjoy himself. Thanks Naoki...see you back in Tokyo?

The Great ShopChannel Experiment

October 2009

I would be lying if I said the prospect of appearing on television - FOREIGN tv at that, didn't have me in a lather. Actually the FOREIGN part of the equation - Japanese television, was something of a comfort. Anything I said would need to be interpreted - hopefully by someone with a gift for smoothing over awkward comments or something I call a "brain freeze." The brilliance is there, somehow it stalls out between thought and execution.
Arrival at ShopChannel Japan....ushered to the Green Room area, our friend Naoki and his associate Naoki (yes they have the same name) were there to make sure nothing derailed too badly. I was given style tips.....LOAD on the makeup and do something with that hair. All said in a very polite tone. Alison jumped at the chance to take a crack at my hair with a 750 dgree flat iron. My hair will never be the same. Naoki scurried off to the makeup room and came back with a Sherwin Williams size paint box -honestly looked like something you give a kid to encourage creativity. Primiary colors? What to do? When in Rome....dive in. Alison immediately started layering on the eyeshadow and eyeliner....some fire engine red for the lips....oops, maybe a little more eyeshadow ....and finally......maybe a little more eyeshadow. The translator came in to inspect and she suggested just a little more eyeshadow - and maybe do something with my eyebrows? I shook with fear as Alison delicately slathered on some brown shade from the paintbox. Maybe a little more eyeshadow? Why not at this point? A carnival queen never looked more glamorous. I could feel my eyelids starting to itch from an allergic reaction.
Thoughts of contaminated cosmetics crossed my mind - this was a communal paintbox afterall.
On air....every instinct in me said to BOLT....save yourself. Adrenalin was coursing through my body. I felt lightheaded and wondered how me collapsing on set would be smoothed over by the gifted interpreter....
The hostess does her job at approximately 150 miles an hour. Time is of the essence....you want to turn that product and have a limited window to do so.
I actually started to relax - figured the worst case scenario was that they would go to black - rush in some other product and pretend I was never there.
It is amazing what you can come up with under pressure. I LOVED every piece - each was my favorite and had been a bestseller in America. I felt insincere - I have been known to be very critical of speaking in superlatives. How can every piece be your favorite, but this was ground zero. Sales trench warefare. The hostess was extremely busy - pulling clothing off a rack to illustrate how gorgeous each piece was against different colors and how you could startegically pin that beauty of a brooch on your sweater. I guess the thought is that the target audience needs help with their colors - they should have brought out the eyeshadow box. Pantone paradise.
Wrap up.....one locket style sold out. Other items did well and some were problem areas. It turns out the ShopChannel target audience is 50 plus.
Could have been valuable in picking styles maybe? Hindsight.
Conclusion..... stress hormones are leveling off. I can take a deep breath again - I think I have been shallow breathing for weeks...no wonder I felt dizzy. Lack of oxygen.
If asked back would I do it again......HELL YES! Who doesn't dream about being an international tv star? Next time I will do something about the bewildered expression on my face.....practice makes perfect.

Makin' Friends in Tokyo Station

October 2009

Day three....jet lag fog is lifting. Spent part of the day with Naoki, our in-country agent (whether he likes it or not). Paid a visit to ShopChannel - got a
60 minute overview of what lies ahead. I am banking on the language barrier and a clever intrepreter to save me from potentially disastrous humiliation. I think the biggest challenge will be paying attention to what camera is on and hearing what the interpreter is whispering in my ear and the hostess is saying-SIMULTANEOUSLY.
Headed out in a cab to Tokyo Station - bustling and full of brightly lit colorful signs. THE CHALLENGE? Finding a place for dinner. Again, no english on the restaurant signs - lots of those goulish pictures of food you see in Chinese restaurants in the states..completely unappetizing. THIS WAS A WING AND A PRAYER/leap of faith logisitcally. I remembered a recent Anthony Bourdain/No Reservations in Tokyo - word is the scarey looking side streets are where all the good stuff goes on. Deep breath.
What led us to head into a small place was a woman calling out into the street...no clue what she was saying - could have been "come on in and I am going to serve you something that will make you sick for days.."
A and I were led to a subterranean dining area - shoes off - checked slip ons were mandatory. The tables were recessed into the floor - the waitress walked on boardwalk like runways surrounding them
What to order? This was really scarey - our waitresses knew some
english - barely, but between picking from pictures and the little japanese we knew (sashimi,hamaki....) we were able to put together our order.
Sake - there are atleast 3,000,000 different kinds - faith in our friendly waitressed to make a choice.
The room started to fill up....always a good sign in a restaurant. I started to relax. It is called the "SAKE EFFECT"
Plates arrived - a whole fish with a yellow bulging eye - if you didn't pay attention to the eye thing...delish.
A spinach/egg concoction, pork and cababage - HOT/SPICY, more egg with some kind of fish baked in it and a little sashimi. All and all a culinary success.
More sake.....now we are starting to chat up the waitresses...
Of course they are curious - two tall fair haired light eyed women - wanted to know where we were from.....
Next thing I know the camera is out - we are taking pictures.....old home week.
Turns out they are Burmese....not sure how they ended up in Japan - when we go on vacation together next year I'll have to remember to ask. Making new friends is soooooo much fun!
Thanks to Thin Thin and Kyi Hlike War for a fun night.
Oh and after enough Sake and at the urging of Thin Thin I ate that yellow eye out of the fish....good flavor but hard as a rock - I think I cracked a molar.

delirious in tokyo

October 2009

Flight uneventful - in awe of professional travellers that have their 4, 5 or 16 glasses of whatever - throw back an ambien and only drool a little bit while sleeping. I took a couple of naps - A guarded us in business class - things can be dangerous in the front of the bus. We had some combination of Delta meets Northwest airlines flight staff - a hodge podge of tidy blue uniforms with pink wrap dresses and I think street clothes. (what the heck?) Absolutely revolting food - a subtle marriage of enormous amounts of sodium, preservatives and glop -plated up and served on an elegant white CLOTH napkin.
Narita airport is extrememly quiet - could be the swine flu protective gear....baggage claim area full of interesting trendy fashion statements - the bold fashion statements I was promised....
Greeted post customs by Naoki - a Tokyo hipster and friendly face in a foreign place...turns out he will be a valuable asset in the process of understanding Tokyo....
Sleep -- if that is what you call it...
Day one - fantastic breakfast - Sky Lounge - 20th floor - fresh squeezed (in view) juice - a total luxury - vegetables, fruit, Japanese and western breakfast fare -
First attempt at Tokyo - an unguided tour...
Set out on foot from Royal Park Hotel....no street signs - way too early...nothing was open - and lots of tall gray buildings...men in dark suits and white shirts - women in dark suits and white shirts...I think we might be in a business district??? Decided to turn tail and run back to the hotel... a nap might help?
Regroup...
In the fashion business...what I call "spy shopping" is critical - looking for ideas, trends...so off to a department store called Takashimaya - by cab. The cab was an improvement - he at least knew where he was going. Takashimaya - a high end department store...full of the ususal suspects....bottom floor full of food vendors - calling out as you walk by - the same phrase over and over again..not sure but "please buy something from me?"
Back to the safety of the hotel....a faux english pub - some wine - a bento box lunch...
Alison just made a solo trip out in search of wine for the room - critical in the management of understanding Tokyo. She is fearless.
tomorrow...ShopChannel orientation...and some time with Naoki....looking forward to his company/help with translating the culture. Will be sure to take a picture of his shoes...they are tragically hip.
Pictures to follow.....

Katy Perry

September 2009

Look who likes Lenora Dame jewelry….can’t help feeling a little shallow tooting my own horn but I have to admit I am a fan of hers – of course being the shallow person that I am, I could be convinced to be a fan of any celebrity that wears my jewelry.

September 2009

Why is it that when I am about to travel, it seems like the worst possible time to be taking a trip? Details pile up like dirty laundry, my patience wears thin and, unfailingly, something derails. It isn't enough that production levels have reached DefCom4 at the studio...loosely translated...how are we EVER going to get all of this product out the door? The sudden disappearance of my 10,000+ Itunes library on my computer was the icing on the cake. I was counting on music to help make the 7-hour flight to London less painful.

The unnerving thought that my vast, eclectic, glorious music library...not to mention the FORTUNE I spent on it....was gone for good. Leave it to a kid to solve a technical issue...enter Brooke, my 16-year old son who I have crowned the"IT" king of the household. He knew of a program called SENUTI that enables you to load from your Ipod onto your computer. Casual and calm, he approached the keyboard, downloaded the program and put it to work. Music library restored!! Crisis averted. Departure 9/14 @ 4am to Newark-on to London. I plan on keeping a low profile until then...oh and maybe buying an external hard drive to back things up once in a while.

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