Why Sex and the City Wasn’t Supposed to End the Way It Did and Other Secrets About the HBO Hit’s Finale That You Probably Forgot

Sex and the City, Chris Noth, Sarah Jessica ParkerWe couldn’t help but wonder, is everyone else freaking out over the fact that it’s been 15 years since Sex and the City aired its last new episode?
In the decade and a half since…

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‘Gilmore Girls’ Michel Wasn’t Necessarily Gay, But Sookie Was Supposed To Be

The question of Michel’s sexuality on “Gilmore Girls” is perhaps best summed up by this fan page asking if he is “gay or just French.” The show’s creator, Amy Sherman-Palladino, spoke with The Huffington Post at ATX Television Festival in Austin, Texas, Friday and gave us what may be the closest thing we’ll ever have to a definitive answer.

“We all know men who seem creative, who have wives and children,” she said, giggling. “So we never actually pursue it one way or the other and sort of let it lie.”

“We left it ambiguous and I think that was a choice,” said Yanic Truesdale, who played Michel. “I actually never asked Amy! … I’ve never asked, swear on my mother’s head.”

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As Sherman-Palladino noted, early on in the series Michel makes a few comments insinuating he is straight. “We sort of went on record saying he was into women, because we put it in the script once,” she said, “but things can change or shift.”

Truesdale remembered that people speculated his character was in love with Lorelai, though his sexuality was never really part of Michel’s character. “They couldn’t figure it out and Amy liked that,” he said. “That’s why she made it like, ‘Oh, he loves Celine Dion.’ But he’s French. French guys are more feminine. French guys are more sophisticated… If you go to Paris, it’s like, ‘Oh my god, is he gay?'”

Sherman-Palladino did, however, explicitly think of other Stars Hollow residents as gay. “We had characters in the town that we thought of as gay,” she said, refusing to reveal who. “And we just thought of them as characters.”

When the show started in 2000, LGBT characters were few and far between (read: mostly limited to Showtime’s “Queer As Folk”). Sherman-Palladino actually intended Sookie (Melissa McCarthy) to be gay, but executives wouldn’t approve.

“Things were different back then,” Sherman-Palladino said. “The networks were very different in how permissive they would allow you to be. So, Sookie was originally supposed to be gay, but that was a non-starter at that time.”

Although she has said the show couldn’t exist today, if it had started a bit later, things might have been different.

“It changed so quickly,” she said. “By the time ‘Gilmore’ had been on a year or two, that shit was starting to drop right and left. But by that point, Sookie was in a relationship. It was really right at the cusp of when things were starting to turn. You know, today everyone would be gay. Lorelai would be gay!”

Lauren Duca is currently covering the ATX Television Festival for The Huffington Post. Follow her on Twitter @laurenduca and expect much more to come!

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Is The Husband Supposed to Be the Leader In Marriage?

A few years ago, I attended the wedding of a dear friend of mine. Before the actual ceremony the minister took time to give a powerful bit of counsel to everyone who had gathered. His words affected me so deeply that they have prompted me to change not only how I approach my marriage, but also my relationships with family and friends.

From what I can remember, the minister said this:

In scripture, husbands have been called the head (or leader) of the household. The world scoffs at such an idea, but that is because the world has a perverted sense of leadership. The world thinks of a leader as the person in charge — a person who makes all of the decisions, forces everyone to do what he wants and then takes all of the glory for himself. But the world’s way of leadership is not God’s way of leadership. Leadership, the way God intended it, is a call to service. God’s leadership, simply put, is the rendering of humble service to those you love and giving the glory to God.

Too often, men seek solitude from or power over those they claim to love. This is perverted leadership. God calls men to a road that brings them in harmony with their wives and children. Yes, you will make decisions, but you will make them with the intent to serve your family — not yourself. Remember, the God who calls others to lead is the same God who washed the feet of His disciples. There is no unrighteous pride in God’s form of leadership — only perfect love.

Some may question the wisdom of this minister, but I have tested his words and found them be true. I have put his advice into practice in my own life, and I’ve realized that some of the most difficult times in my marriage have been the times when I myself have exercised a perverted sense of leadership — made demands, ignored my wife’s needs in favor of my own or withheld forgiveness. In contrast, the happiest times in my marriage have been those where I’ve “taken charge,” and more fully devoted myself to my wife — recommitting to serve her and see her needs as equal to my own.

That minister’s counsel has blessed not only my marriage, but nearly all of my relationships. As I’ve applied these principles to my life, I’ve come to realize that every relationship in life presents us with “leadership opportunities” — moments in which we are called to serve, guide, protect and love one another. Recognizing these calls to leadership (and acting on them) has made me a better husband, friend, brother and son.

I would like to extend this minister’s message to you: Start today and consider ways that you are being called to lead in love. While there are many types of relationships with different dynamics, I can promise you that as you sincerely recognize and meet the needs of those you care about, you will feel a greater sense of love and appreciation for those you serve.

This article was originally published on www.SethAdamSmith.com under the title “Is The Husband Supposed to Be The Leader?”

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Dammit, Jimi Hendrix, That Was Supposed to Be MY Les Paul!

There had been other ‘fad’ guitars during rock ‘n’ roll’s earlier years.

In the early 1960s, the brief but crazy-popular Surf Instrumental era, Fender Stratocasters, Jazzmasters and Jaguars were essentially the three models played on about 97 percent of those wonderful reverb-drenched California guitars-only sonic extravaganzas.

When the British Invasion hit, it was George Harrison’s Rickenbacker 12-string’s debut in Hard Day’s Night that knocked Fenders (who had started to seem square having been so identified with the now fading Surf Sound) out of the Must Have classification. It was, for a brief time in my life, my single most coveted inanimate object. Pete Townshend destroying a Ric-12 on Shindig in mid-1966 destroyed me.

Soon enough though, Fender was to have its revenge.

The first truly wild-technique guitarist out of England, Jeff Beck in The Yardbirds, was seen on that there Shindig show playing (for the time) psycho-futuristic lead guitar on a Fender Esquire, that being a budget version of Fender’s famous Telecaster (think Broooooce). Within about 6 months, Fender Telecasters and Esquires were The Bomb. Every single band on any and every TV show had at least one guy playing a creamy blond Telecaster. Within a year, this guitar’s popularity had eclipsed every model and fad before it. It was REQUIRED that you own a blond Telecaster. The secret we all found out within months of owning them (I got mine for Christmas, 1966) was that they were/are brutally unforgiving guitars. Telecasters inherently fight the player and consequently deliver that unique snapping tone (think Brad Paisley). As much of a bitch as they were to master, The Must Have Tele Craze lasted almost two years.

But, in the middle of 1967, Mike Bloomfield in the Paul Butterfield Blues band single-handedly turned the Gibson Les Paul guitar into The One To Own. As I pontificated in a recent column here, Bloomfield was truly the first Guitar Hero Gun Slinger for baby boomer guitarists. His playing was on a totally other plane from everyone at the time. He tore heroes like Keith Richards and George Harrison new ones.

Although I’d seen the gorgeous sunburst version of the Gibson Les Paul when both Stones’ Keef and Lovin’ Spoonful’s John Sebastian appeared on TV with them, no one else ever showed up with one and that model faded from our little minds [within a year, the sunburst models of 1958 – 1960 would become and remain The Holy Grail].

On the other hand, Mike Bloomfield’s beat up “Goldtop” Les Paul knocked my and everyone else’s pick in the dirt. Within a month it seemed, the early 1950s gold Les Pauls were the most in demand In-The-Know guitar. What we all found out very quickly and rudely was that unlike all the previous Fetish Guitars, Les Pauls were discontinued models! For the first time, you could not just walk into a music store and buy one. You had to HUNT… ONE… DOWN!

And this time, the “fad” was not based on image or flavor-of-the-month status. Serious players were discovering that Les Pauls made in the 1950s by Gibson were actually the best sounding and playing solid body guitars ever made. This was now (and forever, it turned out) the Mack Daddy of all Fetish Axes.

Naturally, I got bit bad. Real bad! Had to have one. HAD TO! HAD TO! HAD TO!

One day, I got ahold of a copy of “Rock Special” edition of Look Magazine. Among the excellent b & w photos (Avedon, I believe) was a shot of the Grateful Dead. Jerry Garcia was holding something I’d never seen before… a BLACK Les Paul. My God, it looked like a gold one wearing a tux. It was instantly my favorite guitar on Earth.

In my mid-teens, I was a (genteel) hoodlum kid who cut school all the time to go to West 48th St, in the 1960s, music store Mecca. Manny’s was the King Store out of the dozen or so located on the one block of W. 48th St between 6th and 7th Avenues.

I walked into Manny’s late one afternoon (probably for the 100th time) and head-salesman, Manny’s son, Henry, almost a second father to me by this point, had gotten a hold of a (GASP!) 1956 black Les Paul Custom… The King of Electrics at that moment… and not just in my scrambled little head. I’d never even seen one in person before.

Oh My God!

Across the area where you’d rest your right arm as you played it, Henry had stuck a 6 inch strip of extra-wide masking tape and had crudely written on it, “NOT FOR SALE.”

I flipped.

“Please, Henry, oh, please please please sell it to me. I’ll trade you back the Telecaster and the Ampeg amp and I’ll get my father to loan me some money and…”

“Binky, stop! Listen to me! This whole Les Paul business is ridiculous. Nonsense! I’m telling you, they are no big deal. I’m not gonna sell it to anyone, okay, Binky. I’m just gonna keep in it in that glass case and make all you fools drool!”

Classic Henry, actually!

Regardless, I dashed home and talked to my Dad for over an hour and wore him down to the point where he said, “Okay, okay, go back to Henry and see how much cash he’s gonna want on top of your guitar and amp…”

The next morning, cutting the entire day of junior high, I jumped on the subway in Brooklyn and got to Manny’s less than half an hour after they opened. I ran to the back area. Henry and Billy (the other guitar salesman, a truly swingin’ suave Sammy Davis Jr.-type ultra-cool jazz-playing black guy… Billy and I became good friends, but, it took me about 5 years to prove myself worthy of his respect and friendship) were having coffee and bagels.

“Henry, I talked to my father and he’s willing to… Oh, crap!! WHERE’S THE LES PAUL, Henry?!? My Dad will lend me the money!”

“Oh, ferchrissake, Binky… about an hour after you left, Jimi Hendrix walked in and demanded that I sell it to him. You know I can never say no to Jimi. Sorry, Bink.”

If you ever see a photo of Jimi playing an upside down black Les Paul… especially if it has that strip of masking tape on it (Jimi wittily kept it on the guitar for awhile) that was supposed to be mine, dammit!

PS Should you want to read about the Les Paul I DID buy four years later…
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/binky-philips/the-holy-grail-i-buy-a-19_b_740875.html

Small caveat… Since I wrote this story, I found out my Les Paul was made in 1959.

Shucks, huh!
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