Andys Blog

Andy's televised Havaiana flip-flops receives much ado.

on Jul 24, 2006

My flight from L.A. on Friday departed at 8 am and wound up being 12 hours because of weather in NYC and a re-fuel pitstop in Detroit. I was at the end of my tether. My flight attendant had ratty hair and a button that said: "Smiles will be Returned!" Coincidentally, my ex Morgan (see Friday's blog) was seated three rows ahead of me on the plane, which was helpful as he passed me half a xanax in hour two of the Detroit refueling. Deplaning, I ran smack into a white-pantsuit clad Julie Chen, looking as fresh as a lady in a white pantsuit should, wearing no signs of airplane trauma. I'd missed "Big Brother All Stars" Thursday night, so she gave me the dirt on Nakomis' eviction as we walked the eighty miles in the American Terminal I ragged on in this space a few weeks ago. I was so rapt with "Big Brother All Stars"-level attention that I cut my toe on the escalator and my left-footed white Havaianas flip-flop became a blood-red flip-flop. That's what I get for wearing flip-flops on the plane, I guess. My friend Kari was visiting for the weekend from St. Louis and patiently waited for my delayed flight in my apartment. She watched as I scrubbed my flip-flop and tried to pick up the pieces of the very delayed night with a late night artichoke and vodka snack at Florent.

Saturday morning I was on the Today Show with Campbell Brown. I decided that since it was WEEKEND Today, it would be perfectly suitable to wear flip-flips, bloodied and bandaged big-toe be damned. Is there anything more weekendy than the Saturday 8:30 half hour of the Today Show, and so don't flip-flips go hand in hand with that vibe? Maybe, maybe not. I was chastised by Bruce for exposing my dogs on national television and my dad made mention of it. My Mom, on the other hand, was obsessed with a protruding vein in my neck which apparently almost derailed the interview for her.