You know Chanel, as in Coco Chanel or Chanel No. 5? Okay so there isn’t a movie but there is a 3-minute film, or advertisement if you want to be realistic about it. This film, I mean ad, portrays an overburdened actress running from the paparazzi in heels and a dress that would trip up even the most talented Dancing with the Stars contestant. A love story between one hot Brazillian actor on a skyscraper, and an over 40 wrinkle-free Australian actress destined to her fate of celebrity fame and fortune.

Nicole Kidman had a baby this week, so I decided to look up scenes from the movie The Others. I think she was great in that film which is the second on my nightmare movie list just after Linda Blair’s infamous, The Exorcist. The first clip to pop up was this Chanel “film” being deemed as beautiful so I thought I’d take a look. I never saw this one on the small screen because I tape most shows and fast forward through commercials. This is one of those ads that can be seen as an elaborately executed spoof or an amazing over the top production. Remember this is a commercial for Chanel, Chanel No. 5. Here it is in all it’s splendor. Really it is remarkable, remarkably bizarre…oh and deemed beautiful by more than one Youtube subscriber.

I can’t feel empathy for someone all decked out in their limo or walking the red carpet to an exclusive event no matter how tormented Kidman tries to play it. I do feel sorry for the handsome 300 movie actor, Rodrigo Santoro. He looks so alone up on that rooftop.

I prefer the 1992 ad for Coco Chanel, starring Vanessa Paradis. Yes I know, another Johnny Depp connection. I wasn’t joking about my JDOCD (Johnny Depp Obsessive Compulsive Disorder). This perfume commercial was created years before he met “his girl”, in fact he graced the screen as Edward Scissorhands in 1990.

I’m not a trendy dresser and I don’t care much for designer labels. I’d rather clean my house in my pajamas instead of looking polished like June Cleaver.

When I’m out doing non-housewife things, my attire tends to be the same day after day and I love it that way. If I’m not wearing my favorite GAP low rise boot-cut stretch jeans, with a layered printed T, then I’m probably not in a good mood. I’ve tried wearing more grown up outfits, like polo shirts, cropped pants, and capris; you know the usual housewife of 2008 costume, but it just brings me down. I have a collection of what I call, my Hollywood T’s, thanks to Hot Topic, and Target. There’s no Rodeo Drive shopping for this housewife.

I need to polish my wardrobe a bit, maybe not like June Cleaver, but more like Eva Longoria Parker. I’ve been thumbing through gossip mags, and searching internet sites for the latest Hollywood fashions. Eonline.com has helpful pics of who I shouldn’t dress like in their Fashion Police photo gallery.

Browsing through the magazine rack you can find a plethora of style knowledge.
From what I’ve learned from my fashion studies there are a few things I could pick up that might help me appear less housewife and more Hollywood.

I could ditch my $15 shades and throw a pair of Chanel sunglasses into my Vallentino oversized studded bag.

I’d be turning heads sporting the Gladiator inspired sandal by Jimmy Choo, not to mention twisting my ankle with the size of their heels.

With the prices of these designer accessories I won’t have a dime for anything else. If I was a celebrity I’m not certain I’d be donning these items with pride. I’d be more like Britney Spears running into Target after her stop at Starbucks. I’d miss my under $25 hand bag I still call my purse, and my black wedges from Famous Footwear. I’d much rather shop online at perpetualkid.com and 80stees.com

Like I’ve said before, the housewife part is true, Hollywood is just a metaphor.