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Hotel Bel-Air To Open Today, May Be Picketed by Occupy LA

October 14, 2011
Hotel Bel-Air To Open Today, May Be Picketed by Occupy LA

The legendary Hotel Bel-Air is set to open today, although things might not go as smoothly as planned. The hotel, which has provided respite for weary celebs including Grace Kelly, Britney Spears and Nicole Kidman, has been closed for renovations for two years. USA Today reports that upon reopening, rooms will start at $565 a day… more › Follow this link: Hotel Bel-Air To Open Today, May Be Picketed by Occupy LA

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Hotel Bel-Air To Open Today, May Be Picketed by Occupy LA

October 14, 2011
Hotel Bel-Air To Open Today, May Be Picketed by Occupy LA

The legendary Hotel Bel-Air is set to open today, although things might not go as smoothly as planned. The hotel, which has provided respite for weary celebs including Grace Kelly, Britney Spears and Nicole Kidman, has been closed for renovations for two years. USA Today reports that upon reopening, rooms will start at $565 a day… more › Follow this link: Hotel Bel-Air To Open Today, May Be Picketed by Occupy LA

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Original Hamburger Hamlet on the Sunset Strip Closing in December

October 14, 2011
Original Hamburger Hamlet on the Sunset Strip Closing in December

News came yesterday that the original location of the once-strong Hamburger Hamlet chain will be closing for good in December. The Sunset Strip Hamlet opened in 1950, and drew a celeb crowd and a loyal fan base, says Eater LA . more › Go here to read the rest: Original Hamburger Hamlet on the Sunset Strip Closing in December

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Roll out the red carpet, the Hotel Bel-Air is about to reopen

October 14, 2011

Royalty, Reagens , rock stars and celebrities bedded down, lunched and partied in style at one of the most exclusive hotels in Los Angeles , , up to two years ago at least when the Hotel Bel-Air shut its gilded doors for a fitting face lift. See more here: Roll out the red carpet, the Hotel Bel-Air is about to reopen

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Abigail Spencer: My Vanity Fair Moment

October 14, 2011

My father loved magazines. Not just loved. Lived. He lived in magazines. Literally. He was a famous professional surfer and he was in the likes of Surfer magazine ( Surfing , Longboard , etc.) all the time. He owns/owned (I never know which one to say) Innerlight Surf Shops on the Gulf Coast of Florida, and the ads for the shops were in the Surf Magazines, monthly. At the age of fifteen, he first started hitchhiking to the beach to see if he could borrow an extra board from one of the kooks — who were usually more into their girls than their guns. When he couldn’t get to the beach, he’d stay at home and teach himself to surf by tearing out all the pages of surf magazines and wallpapering his bathroom with each image. He would take a bath and: mind surf. Sitting in the water. The images of the great surfers and surf maneuvers all around, wondering if he too would be a great surfer, even if it meant by osmosis. Mind surfing was a practice my father kept up over the years. Going surfing with him was an event. We had to make sure we had our snacks. Our towels. Our change of clothes. Our green tea gum. Cell phones. Jugs of water to wash the sand off our feet. Proper music in the car. When we were situated, we’d slowly back out of the driveway — and I do mean “slowly,” there are no windows in the Surf Van, making it basically impossible to drive — and find our way over the bridge to the beach. We’d pull up, then leave our boards in the car and go down to the beach to just … watch. Those moments have become some of my most treasured memories. Sitting next to him, staring out at the horizon. Watching the swell. Him explaining to me where the rise and fall of the wave was. The current. Where I should start paddling to catch the wave at just the right moment. Too soon: wipe out. Too late: no glory. We’d also talk life. Trials, tribulations, dreams. He’d share his innermost personal thoughts and stories of youth. I learned so much about him during those mind surfing moments. I remember a pivotal one, where we walked along the beach as I contemplated quitting acting and the soap opera I was on, packing up my stuff from New York and moving home. He said he couldn’t imagine me not pursuing my dreams and being who I was, but that I was going to have to decide if I had the wherewithal, drive, diligence and perseverance to get through this moment … even if it was hard. He said the “hard way, was the right way … and the cool way.” ysiii mind surfing I never bought magazines for myself; my father brought them into my life. As I got older he would introduce new ones into the fold. Amidst the stacks of Surf paraphernalia, I would see New York Times Magazine . New Yorker, Reader’s Digest , even Vogue . But one stood the test of time: Vanity Fair . My dad would scour VF . Reading them cover to cover. Keeping them to show me stories he thought I would like. Tearing pages out and mailing them to me, thinking I might like the narrative behind this actor or that artist’s struggle in their path to being great. Interesting pieces on modern and timeless characters of our present history. My father loved biographies. He loved the true tales of interesting people that were shaping our culture. I get why he dug Vanity Fair . You feel smarter, somehow, for reading it. The stories are in-depth, with an interesting perspective. And the pictures. The pictures! Taken by the infamous Annie Leibovitz, Norman Jean Roy, Bruce Weber, and others (the list goes on and on), their work visually amplifies the articles. Vanity Fair was an experience. I never got a subscription for myself. Why would I, when I could just sneak the ones away from my father to “mind surf” about the subjects I had fallen in love with from an early age as I flip-booked the historical headlines and faces. My father took his last breath at County Line in Malibu while mind surfing. Sitting atop the semi steep cliff, I wonder if he was thinking about the stories of his life. His footprint. What someone would read about him one day in the likes of Vanity Fair or some-such? What he would say as he was preparing to meet the Lord? As he sat there, knowing he was having a heart attack, he called me to tell me he loved me. He died holding the Valentine’s Day card my mother had sent him. It was Valentine’s Day, and he went surfing that day, and he died while looking out at the waves, and holding my mother’s card to him. Did I mention it was Valentine’s Day? A few days later, I was back in my childhood home on the Gulf Coast of Florida, in my father’s office, preparing for his funeral. I had gotten a call that Vanity Fair wanted me to be part of a piece for VF Europe that famed photographer Bruce Weber was shooting. They had selected some actors “on the rise” that were going to have a big year. The reason for my inclusion was Cowboys & Aliens coming out in the summer, and This Means War , The Haunting in Georgia , and Oz: The Great & Powerful to follow. They needed me to fly to Los Angeles the following week if I were to partake. I declined the offer, as lovely as it was to be thought of … it was too soon. It was too soon to be … photographed. To have a Vanity Fair moment. I was in no state to be … full of vanity, and for sure wasn’t anywhere close to “fair.” And I couldn’t. I just … couldn’t. Sitting in my father’s leather swivel chair, looking at the plastic horizontal blinds and raffia-papered walls that I had known my whole life. Sitting in this room that had my father everywhere. Feeling him sit in that chair in front of the computer, eating a peanut butter and banana sandwich with a side of kettle chips as he would check the surf report online from various live casts around the planet. Or see Kelly Slater rip and win yet another title at the latest surf contest of some far off corner of the earth, I took in the room. Then I sifted through his desk, to see if there was anything pressing. Anything at all. The paper trail left behind of a life well lived. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a familiar font. A famous font. The words: Vanity Fair . It had a little bar code, and was a thicker white stock. I tucked at the corner, and pulled out the mysterious card. I saw my name. I saw the date. February 14th, 2011. It was a subscription. My father had ordered me a subscription to Vanity Fair for Valentine’s Day. My Valentine’s Day gift from my father was a subscription to Vanity Fair . I called right away and told them that I indeed would be making the trip back to Los Angeles and would meet the photographer for the portrait session at Milk Studios. My father would not be able to see my Vanity Fair moment from this earth. And I wouldn’t be able to tip-toe around the corner of every room to see him pouring over the latest edition and have him recount the stories of note or the pictures that moved him. And I wouldn’t be able to see him flip through those pages and see me. But this Vanity Fair moment — his Vanity Fair moment — would, no must … live through me . Bruce knew all about my father. He opened me up and made me feel safe. He captured this very fragile moment in my life. He captured my soul. The movement of a fatherless girl. The heart of a woman in mourning. Bruce was so tender and loving, and fatherly. Forever, my Vanity Fair moment will be the story of my father beginning to love me in his passing … in ways he couldn’t in his presence. My father loved magazines. My father loved Vanity Fair . Now, when I look through the pages at the iconic portraits, larger than life celebrities, and “of the moment” culture shifters and shapers, I think… what was going on, really going on, behind the lens in their Vanity Fair moment? bruce weber & me Click here to see my Vanity Fair moment. Original post: Abigail Spencer: My Vanity Fair Moment

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‘Celeb Hacker’ Ordered To LA

October 14, 2011

JACKSONVILLE, Fla. — A Florida man charged with hacking into email accounts of celebrities including actress Scarlett Johansson has been ordered to appear in a Los Angeles courtroom Nov. 1. A federal magistrate judge in Jacksonville, Fla., issued the order at a hearing Friday for 35-year-old Christopher Chaney. Chaney faces a 26-count indictment in California including charges of identity theft, unauthorized computer access and wiretapping. Chaney has not yet entered a plea but said in a television interview that he hacked into celebrities’ accounts. Authorities say there were more than 50 victims, including actresses Mila Kunis and Renee Olstead and singer Christina Aguilera. Chaney is free on $10,000 bail. He has been ordered to stay away from computers and the Internet. Chaney also must live with his parents until the case is resolved. Read the original: ‘Celeb Hacker’ Ordered To LA

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Death Threats Marked Divorce Proceedings

October 14, 2011

SEAL BEACH, Calif. — The horror for most people in this quiet seaside town began to unfold with the staccato `pop, pop, pop’ of a handgun as a shooter opened fire in the beauty salon where his ex-wife worked. But for Michelle Fournier, family and friends say, the nightmare began much earlier. Fournier, a stylist at Salon Meritage, was engaged in a long and bitter custody struggle with ex-husband Scott Dekraai for custody of their 8-year-old son and Fournier had recently told friends and family and said in court documents that she feared for her safety as Dekraai became more and more unbalanced. Dekraai, 41, was being held without bail Friday on suspicion of murder after police alleged he barged into the upscale salon and opened fire, killing six women and two men and leaving another woman in critical condition. Police said Thursday that Fournier was among the dead. Fournier’s brother said he saw Salon Meritage on TV and immediately sensed what had happened. “The worst part about it was seeing the news and seeing the awning and knowing exactly what happened without even hearing a word,” Butch Fournier said. “That’s what killed me.” The quaint, sun-splashed town of Seal Beach, with its Main Street of vintage shops, restaurants and boutiques, has had only had one homicide in the previous four years – and this week’s bloodbath left residents reeling. Several hundred attended a prayer service at a church across from the salon on Thursday night and more than 1,500 showed up with candles at a vigil in the parking lot of the shopping center where the salon stands. About a half-dozen therapy dogs, wearing green vests embroidered with names like Anise and Riley, moved through the crowd providing comfort to mourners. “We’ve all heard the expression: Wrong place at the wrong time. But what if you are exactly where you are supposed to be? What if you are right where you had every right to be and to be safe and secure right where you were?” police Chaplain Donald Shoemaker told the crowd, as people wiped away tears. “They got up on Wednesday morning and went to earn an honest living or do something they enjoyed … No amount of planning or decision-making could prepare them and their friends and loved ones for what would unfold.” Dekraai suffered post-traumatic stress disorder from a 2007 tugboat accident that mangled his leg and left a colleague dead but his marriage to Fournier was falling apart even before that, and the court battle over their son was still raging Wednesday before the shooting. Fournier had indicated to friends and in court documents that she was afraid of her ex-husband. Her friend Sharyn White said that just weeks before the killings, Fournier told her that her ex-husband had stopped by and threatened to kill her and others there. White, who is also Dekraai’s step-aunt, said Fournier told her she took the threat seriously, though others in the salon laughed it off. She said Fournier also had told her that when they were still married Dekraai had once held a gun to her head. “She said `Sharyn, Scott has threatened to come in here and kill us,’” White said. There is no sign that Fournier sought a restraining order against her husband, though other friends agree she was afraid. “As recently as a month ago, she told me how scared she was and I offered to hire her bodyguards,” said Tim Terbush, a longtime friend. He said she turned him down because she feared that would only make Dekraai angrier. Police officers who arrived within minutes of reports of shots fired encountered a horrific scene, with bodies of victims scattered throughout the salon and a man bleeding in the parking lot outside. Ron Sesler, working the lunch rush at his restaurant next door, said he thought the rapid “pop, pop, pop” he heard was a jackhammer until a terrified woman ran through the restaurant and into the kitchen, screaming, “They’re shooting people!” Over the next nightmarish minutes, Sesler watched as hairstylists and customers from the next-door Salon Meritage streamed into his restaurant seeking refuge. Hysterical stylists still wearing their smocks with hair clips in the pockets and customers halfway through dye jobs and permanents piled inside Patty’s Place as Sesler locked the door and his wife frantically dialed 911. Police soon showed up and used the restaurant as a temporary base to interview witnesses. “The whole place was filled, it was whoever survived,” said Sesler, 68, still noticeably shaken on Thursday as he tried to resume business as usual. “We just locked the doors and waited for police. It seemed like a long time – minutes – but it was probably seconds.” He said David Caouette, the only victim killed outside the salon, was a regular at the restaurant who just happened to park next to the gunman as he was running back to his truck. “If he was late, the guy would have driven away. If he was early, he would have been in here,” Sesler said. Other victims were identified by police Thursday as Randy Fannin, Victoria Buzzo, Lucia Kondas, Laura Elody, Christy Wilson and Michelle Fast. Fannin was the salon’s owner, according to Sesler and other family and friends. The witnesses who gathered in Sesler’s restaurant, many of them longtime friends, said Dekraai first took aim at Fannin, and shot him once in the head and then turned to his own ex-wife, shooting her three times. Fannin’s wife, Sandy, escaped only because she was in the back, possibly mixing hair dye, Sesler said. A masseuse hid in the massage room with two others and locked the door. Two more hid in the bathroom, Sesler said, according to accounts from people who were interviewed by police inside his restaurant in the immediate aftermath. An elderly woman fled the salon after the shots broke out and seemed frozen on the sidewalk. Sesler’s wife, Patty, grabbed her through the restaurant’s side door and pulled her into the kitchen, Sesler said. The shooter had been staring directly at the woman but didn’t fire, he said. Just hours before the shooting, Sesler said, Michelle Fournier had stopped by the restaurant to ask about the lunch special and promised to come back. Throughout Seal Beach and the nearby city of Huntington Beach, where Dekraai lived, his bitter custody battle with Fournier was common knowledge among friends, and the couple attended what should have been a routine court hearing Tuesday in the matter. While court papers show the case was continued until December, Fournier’s boyfriend said the case had greater importance. He told The Associated Press the judge had pressed Dekraai to explain why he was continuing to push for more time with his boy. A report by a court-appointed psychologist found the current custody arrangement was working and should not be changed, said Michael Warzybok, who dated Fournier for a year. “The judge was like what are you going to come back for?” Warzybok said. “All of a sudden he didn’t get his way.” Dekraai had tried to meet Fournier for coffee the day of the shooting, but she refused. In court documents filed in February, Dekraai said he had 56 percent custody of his son and his wife had 44 percent. He wanted the court to grant him “final decision making authority” when it came to matters involving their son’s education and his medical and psychological treatment. In court documents filed in May, Fournier described her husband as “almost manic” when it came to controlling their son. She said Dekraai “is a diagnosed bipolar individual who has problems with his own medication and his reaction to same, and he certainly shouldn’t be allowed to have unilateral and unfettered control of any and all medical and psychological aspects of our son’s life.” She said then that giving Dekraai such authority would be akin to “a situation where the inmates are running the asylum.” Fournier also alleged that Dekraai had called 911 at least once and “advised that he was going to kill himself or someone else.” Board-certified psychiatrist Ronald Silverstein told the court that he had diagnosed Dekraai, a tugboat operator, with post-traumatic stress disorder that he determined was caused by the 2007 accident. Court records show a temporary restraining order was obtained by Dekraai’s stepfather in 2007 after the man said Dekraai attacked him, leaving him with cuts and bruises on his face and right arm. The order also said his young son had witnessed the attack. Growing up, Dekraai’s parents had a difficult time raising their son and had to take the door off his bedroom because he was having sex with girls when he was as young as 12, said White, his step-aunt and a friend of Fournier’s. Sometime later, they sent him to live with his grandparents. Dekraai said in court documents that his ex-wife had poor parenting skills and a drinking problem. She called him several times a day, Dekraai said, often screaming at him over the phone and in front of their son. He said she addressed him by an expletive instead of his name and made racist references to his current wife. At the strip mall where the shooting occurred, people streamed by a memorial to pay their respects Thursday. Susan Davenport, who was Dekraai’s neighbor and knew him since his teenage years, choked up as she spoke of Fournier. “She was a loving mom. She was a wonderful woman. She was kind. She was generous. She was all of those things,” she said. __ Taxin reported from Santa Ana and Garden Grove. Associated Press writers John Rogers and Thomas Watkins in Los Angeles and The Associated Press News Research Center contributed to this story. Read the original here: Death Threats Marked Divorce Proceedings

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Iconic Hotel Bel-Air reopening after renovations

October 14, 2011

The Hotel Bel-Air, a favorite of the rich and famous for more than half a century, is reopening Oct. Visit link: Iconic Hotel Bel-Air reopening after renovations

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American wanted for $2 million Ponzi scheme captured in Pattaya

October 14, 2011

Immigration police in Pattaya captured an American wanted for allegedly running a Ponzi scheme that defrauded 37 people out of the equivalent of 60 million baht. Read the original here: American wanted for $2 million Ponzi scheme captured in Pattaya

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LeBron’s Flirtation With The NFL Getting A Little Bit Annoying

October 14, 2011
LeBron’s Flirtation With The NFL Getting A Little Bit Annoying

Keep this man away from the NFL, please. Photo Credit: Getty Images for Nickelodeon Original post: LeBron’s Flirtation With The NFL Getting A Little Bit Annoying

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