Sweating with the Homies
To get geared up for the Nikki McClure show opening this weekend, followed by Polysics & Jaguar Love, and maybe a late night stop at the Redwood for AgentLover's birthday, I joined up with Rudy & Graham for the kickoff of Graham's birthday week at Slimmons!
Slimmons is Richard Simmons' exercise studio in Beverly Hills. It sounds crazy, I know, and such an LA thing to do, but for serious.... this was the most fun I've had in ages. I think I laughed for an hour straight.
Richard Simmons is everything you'd expect him to be in real life, except naughtier! The class was fueled with constant enthusiasm, even through the tougher abs and toning portion of the class. Lots of mention of getting firmer tits, how being on all fours can get you far in life, and there was some bicep licking going on. There were members of his Fall Retreat there - women who had flown in from all over the country to get a dose of Richard's energy and his kindness. He's all about building self esteem, understanding that you can't love the body you're in, and treat it well if you don't love yourself fully first. I dig that. I'd like to love about 20 less pounds of my body, but sometimes a girl has to be reminded to love what you've got to work with.
Early on in the class Rudy and I got pulled from the crowd for one on one mirroring moments with Richard - he made me give him my glasses to wear while we were aerobicizing, and he handed them back without a smudge on them. Later in the class he singled out the boys in our posse -- bearded, adorable Eastsiders who didn't look like anyone else in the room. Richard being clued in to pop culture asked if they were from Portland and how the hell did we all end up there. He also singled out a straight couple in the class. Grilled the dude a bit and we all learned that they had been together for 9 years... no marriage proposal. The class of more than 40 women (with a handful of men) rallied behind Richard's interrogation and urged the boyfriend to consider committment. It was a precious moment. Graham was serenaded with a harmonized Happy Birthday song, and got endless birthday wishes and hugs from women in the class. His 21st has been way more memorable than mine, and it isn't even over!
At the end of class we had a mini photo session with Richard and our crew. Pics are with Rudy, but I snuck in a cheezy camera phone shot of just the two of us.
I'll definitely be going back for this. Richard can't replace the hotness of Ryan Heffington and Sweaty Sundays, but I like the atmosphere he creates, the openness and friendliness of it all, and I still got a pretty decent workout out of it. Maybe my next picture with him will have a little less double chin. I need to do more research on the science of sweat... it seems to be a recurring theme.
Slimmons is Richard Simmons' exercise studio in Beverly Hills. It sounds crazy, I know, and such an LA thing to do, but for serious.... this was the most fun I've had in ages. I think I laughed for an hour straight.
Richard Simmons is everything you'd expect him to be in real life, except naughtier! The class was fueled with constant enthusiasm, even through the tougher abs and toning portion of the class. Lots of mention of getting firmer tits, how being on all fours can get you far in life, and there was some bicep licking going on. There were members of his Fall Retreat there - women who had flown in from all over the country to get a dose of Richard's energy and his kindness. He's all about building self esteem, understanding that you can't love the body you're in, and treat it well if you don't love yourself fully first. I dig that. I'd like to love about 20 less pounds of my body, but sometimes a girl has to be reminded to love what you've got to work with.
Early on in the class Rudy and I got pulled from the crowd for one on one mirroring moments with Richard - he made me give him my glasses to wear while we were aerobicizing, and he handed them back without a smudge on them. Later in the class he singled out the boys in our posse -- bearded, adorable Eastsiders who didn't look like anyone else in the room. Richard being clued in to pop culture asked if they were from Portland and how the hell did we all end up there. He also singled out a straight couple in the class. Grilled the dude a bit and we all learned that they had been together for 9 years... no marriage proposal. The class of more than 40 women (with a handful of men) rallied behind Richard's interrogation and urged the boyfriend to consider committment. It was a precious moment. Graham was serenaded with a harmonized Happy Birthday song, and got endless birthday wishes and hugs from women in the class. His 21st has been way more memorable than mine, and it isn't even over!
At the end of class we had a mini photo session with Richard and our crew. Pics are with Rudy, but I snuck in a cheezy camera phone shot of just the two of us.
I'll definitely be going back for this. Richard can't replace the hotness of Ryan Heffington and Sweaty Sundays, but I like the atmosphere he creates, the openness and friendliness of it all, and I still got a pretty decent workout out of it. Maybe my next picture with him will have a little less double chin. I need to do more research on the science of sweat... it seems to be a recurring theme.
posted by gr at
2:40 PM
Life gives you Slimmonade
Life is a mysterious thing...
That was great, u need to sneak it into the mag.
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