Zuzu Rules - In The Beginning

So my SL blogging life begins from these first humble words!  I feel like Armstrong on the moon "One small step for Zuzu, one giant leap for Zuzu groupies!"  I may be paraphrasing but you get the gist.  The fact that I don't have any groupies in my mind at least is beside the point and also...the fact that I actually have no point is also beside the point that we have established doesn't exist anyways.  I hope my blog doesn't become this stressful - I am already confused as to what exactly I will be putting in this and whether anyone is likely to give it the time of day to read - we shall see!

Ok so maybe I have been seduced by Hollywood after seeing Meryle Streep in her film of last year, Julie & Julia, the tale of a modern young woman from NYC who takes inspiration from some dusty old cookbook for 1950's housewives about that ancient art known as American/French Cooking.  So using this analogy, I guess I am the male version of Julie in this scenario - but what is my inspiration?  Well, not cooking, even though I make a mean spagbog (spaghetti Bolognese a la Zuzu for the culinary heathen out there) and if the conditions are right, I can also be coerced into serving up other offerings to tease the palette!  I am drifting from food here, so let's keep it nice and move on...

Ok, so as much as I wanna be Meryl in my next life, I have to live within some kind of reality (isn't that what SL is anyways?!) and decide if there is going to be anything that can be remotely described as a theme?  Hmmm.  If I had groupies at this point, they would surely all be yelling out suggesstions.  As we know that I don't have any, then I am gonna have to wing this alone.....I need to be brave.  Maybe first I should put photos of me in?  Yeah, let me do that so you know what a Zuzu looks like.

Ok so this is me in West Hollywood - my 'agent' Chad had made this campaign to take Zuzu worldwide - these two gals were all over me like a rash at a free love-in - so maybe I DO have groupies after all - yay me!

From West Hollywood, we then took the campaign worldwide as the follwing photos show....

So this is me on the side of a brothel in Harlem - they were giving away a special two for the price of one, so it was hard to pass up and the advertising kitty was kinda low on funds at this stage.  We went with the slogan "the one and only" cos we couldn't think of anything more origional ourselves so we do what most people in advertising do - steal someone else's idea, re-work and tweak it somewhat and then pass it off as our own creative idea and charge the earth for it to the clients.  As I was the client though, I told myself I could pay in kind - so I went inside and ravished myself - paid in full!

So as you can expect, if you have your face plastered all over Madame Eartha Quake's House of Brothelium you are bound to start living the dream that was coined so well in "if I can make it there I'll make it anywhere...it's up to you New York, New Yorkkkkkk!"

After New York it was off to London - home of James Bond, People with bad dental hygiene and an assorted mixture of kindly country folk who speak with strange accents and like to wear tweed clothing at every opportunity.  So this last photo to introduce you to Zuzu was plastered onto the side of a building site in London's fashionable shopping district known as Sohohoho - these friendly Japanese tourists had just come out of a Burberry store, laden with assorted scarves, winter muffs and "We want Camilla for Queen" coffee mugs.  They caught a glimpse of me and I think it may well have been love at first sight - mostly from the Japanese man - I believe his noodle was truly cooked as he gazed upon me!

So I think it is safe to say that the campaign to take Zuzu to the world started kinda well - Toshiba, Nokia, Kenneth Cole, Barbara Streisand, Viagara, ZUZU - yes - I believe the name rolls well in this kind of company - I am expecting great things.  Of course, I will surely remember you all for helping to get me here and I will definitely use all of your names liberally when I start to accept speeches, gongs  and assorted freebies from the likes of Sandra Bullock (she owes me), Hugh Hefner and other assorted glitteratti.

I get the feeling that anyone that has maybe read this far is starting to go dry in the mouth, their will to live is evaporating like a puddle in the Sahara and so I feel that this may be close to a wrap for now.  For the critics out there - please be gentle with me - for I know not what I do!  If Jesus could turn water into wine, then my hope is to turn my insane ramblings into stuff that will make shakespeare wish he had been called Zuzu.  So on that note......I sign off as I will in future.......

ZUZU rules....peace out!