When I was first heard of LOLA, the new newspaper in town, my mind automatically journeys back to here:
"I met her in a club down in old Soho where they drink champagne, and it tastes just like cherry cola C-O-L-A cola...
It's 1987 and my gay, but not out, teenage brother is incessantly playing his new Kinks cassette in his boom box and I can't figure out why he's suddenly fixated with the song, or what exactly it means. All I know is that it's stuck in my head on a constant loop, so much so that I even named my male albino rabbit after her. (He hopped like a girl.) Back then, I might have been too naive to make anything but a subconscious connection, but he was practically blasting his homosexuality through the walls for my parents to hear. Clearly, denial, with a side of dessert were served up in our household just a little too frequently. But that's a whole other story best saved for the depressing, dysfunctional, don't ever publish publicly blog. For anyone not familiar with these Rock n' Roll Hall of Famers or the song, they're worth listening to. Some music aficionados would even say they were the first to introduce hard rock into the mainstream. Just click below. Ray Davies explains it all much to the apathy of the band's drummer.
However, LOLA is not some gay and lesbian publication as it's name might allude to. LOLA stands for Land O' Lakes/Lutz Area, the out in the boondocks city I have no choice but to call home for now. The talk around town is that a this media giant is printing a big story in their June 1st edition, about these incredibly inspiring people who changed her way of thinking, started believing in themselves, and made huge transformations in their life. A coming out of sorts, just in a different way. The following song goes out to all of these fat fighters.
I've seen one of the featured women around town, hanging outside on the streets, on some billboard. She's one of those people that you can tell, just by looking at her, has got to be their coolest client ever. It's no wonder they made her their poster person. She should get paid big time for being brave enough to put her impromptu, bloated beyond belief before picture out there for all to see. Not only is she attractive in every single way, but she's got a lot of gut too, not as much as she used to.
It's strange, but I feel as if I know her or have seen her somewhere else before. Maybe she was that chick with the slightly pained expression, zooming past the frozen food section of the grocery store Saturday night in an effort to avoid death by chocolate-with-little-turtle-shaped-pieces-of-fudge ice cream. Adhering to a healthy lifestyle can be a challenge, but she seems to know that it goes beyond the food and that it's really about being comfortable and confident with yourself and honoring that. I'll have to check out her story and buy a copy,(or two dozen), to show my friends and family. We seem have a lot in common.
This one's for her. As Mr. Miyagi said to Danielson in the 80's cult classic, The Karate Kid, "He who catches fly in chopsticks can do anything." She could probably even revive the fly afterwards, so it can be free. Way to go Momma!
Due to the release of the new Karate Kid movie, the copyright cops have confiscated the above video from you tube. I didn't understand why the hell it meant so much to me to find a suitable replacement but suddenly I see, that it wasn't the right choice to begin with - this is.
