Last night was the grand opening of a new novelty restaurant, The Sugar Factory on Ocean Drive in South Beach.  As a local business owner who frequents these restaurants/bars for my popular cocktail tour,  I was invited to attend the festivities.  I attended with my lead tour guide James Cubby, who is also a writer for various tourist related magazines.

The Sugar Factory, as the name denotes, screams sugar and sweets. And they know how to pop! From the shiny colored pearl gumballs, to the bedazzled shelves and yellow rubber ducks, bright and eye-catching are understatements.

So on our way upstairs, we were greeted by a Willy Wonka-esque model garnished with a giant lollipop.  And that is a Candy tree to the right of me, not to be mistaken for a Christmas tree. (note to self: I want this costume for Halloween!)

Candy model with Christine Michaels

But the main attraction tonight was reality celebrity, Kylie Jenner, daughter of Bruce-now-Caitlyn Jenner. Apparently the Kardashian/Jenner families are big supporters and fans of the chain. I watch very little television and I have never watched the Kardashian reality TV series but I catch updates on news and late night comedy shows given their pervasive stratospheric celebrity status.

Kylie at the Sugar Factory in Chicago

Teenage fans armed and ready with cell phone cameras ready for Kylie's arrival

After our red carpet pose, (click here for Grand Opening highlights) and mingling with other VIP guests, to relieve our hunger pangs, James and I escaped the paparazzi and swarm of teenagers (there to photograph the celebrity invitee, Kylie Jenner) to the restaurant. We entered from the hotel lobby. To the right was the main entrance of Sugar Factory.

Bedazzled duck and yellow rubber ducks A photo of Khloe Kardashian hangs on back wall

A signature candy are the embellished couture pops with a "green" angle.

Sugar Factory's Couture Pops have a reusable, plastic bedazzled stick and sucker-saving plastic top. At first I frowned then  I turn to spot my bedazzled calculator even diamond covered measuring tape. I suppose I will need that couture lollipop stick after all!  It's actually brilliant idea combining a simple candy to an adorned holder, like the waffle cone for the ice cream. But this is flashy, a true accessory.


Soon I learned why there are images of the Kardashian sisters throughout the candy store. They have endorsed and launched several Sugar Factory store openings.

Kim Kardashian dressed in 1920's attired for Sugar Factory opening in Washington DCs Union Station

Katy Petty and Rihanna enjoy Couture Pops

As we're dining in the restaurant, the screams heightened as Kylie Jenner entered and made her rounds through the candy section and settled at a nearby booth.

A tender 17 year old, and a natural beauty without makeup, Kylie looked like a mini Kim, the hair, makeup and the revealing dress. Kim wore a similar fitting décolleté  suit on the Jimmy Kimmel show. I wish I could whisper to her to expand her wings and flex her creative muscles and develop her own style.

Kylie clearly unsure about these sizzlers

The dessert sampling was awkward all the way around. From her "I can't believe I'm doing this" pout expression while holding a sizzler, to her one arm constantly covering her right breast, you wondered if this was her first time wearing a revealing dress of if she feared a malfunction."Own it Kylie!"

Between the sizzler and her dress, Kylie looked like she wanted to escape

The dress

Once the sampling was over, she perked up and photobombed a girl's selfie.  Shrieks erupted.

Fans turn around and take selfies with Kylie seated behind them.

James and I were more fascinated watching and photographing these teenagers scrambling and angling to get a photo of Kylie.  Their smiles, giggles, expressions... I hope they would do the same for a  smart, independently successful famous woman as well.

After our dinner, we tried to leave and were trapped.  At every exit the security guard sent us to another exit only to have the next security guard tell us the same thing.  Finally I insisted they pick a door to let us out. The doors opened and hundreds of faces with arms and cell phones extended clicking away. It was surreal.  Instead of paper and pen extended for autographs it's all about the photo, and the possible selfie. The security guard cleared a path for us. My gosh. I actually thanked God that I was not famous.  My freedom and privacy are golden.



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Christine Michaels arrives in Nashville for BlogPaws

Another year gone by and another BlogPaws pet conference (related to my nonprofit for pets and blogging efforts). This year it was held in Nashville, TN. I have to say I felt like a kid going to Disney World for the first time and I had no idea why I was so excited. But then I realized this trip had all the ingredients of my favorite things-- seeing all my online pet blogging friends (we communicate year round online); attending seminars to learn new tips and techniques to improve my writing/blogging efforts; and getting to explore a new city and culture AND taking someone else's tour; a reason to go shopping; AND a reason to get into character (wear cowboy hat and boots). I love costumes and dressing up; there's something alluring about the cowboy theme--all Americana, ruggedly handsome men, songs where you can understand the lyrics, polite people...! Yes this was a great trip and a bigger surprise was in store for me towards the end!

As I paraded through the Miami airport, heads were turning. Purely for my pronounced outfit--my cowboy hat and boots were screaming "country".  Homeland security officers along the walkway asked me if I were going to Texas. I said "No the other "T"--Tennessee, Nashville". "Aah yes", they nodded. As a marketing lover, Branding is my favorite role.

From the airplane on our descent into Nashville, immediately I noticed the rolling green hills, manicured lawns, and friendly smiles. Nashville oozes southern hospitality and charm and also carries a celebrity vibe given that it's home to Opryland, the greatest country singers. The ABC television series, "Nashville" is also filmed in the namesake city.

TV SERIES Nashville --

 As a fan of the ABC TV series Nashville, I've come to learn a lot about the culture of the city. Country music is the heart and soul of Nashville. No bones about it!



On Thursday afternoon, a couple of blogging friends from the conference and I signed up for the bus tour of sites filmed for the TV series.  Unfortunately the Ryman auditorium was closed but we visited the "homes" of characters like Scarlett, Will and Deacon.  The homes are privately owned and rented to ABC studios during filming season from November to April.  Production costs are therefore higher and I was surprised to learn that Connie Britton only makes $100,000 per episode.

Scarlett's house

Deacon Claybourne's house

GARTH BROOKS and TAYLOR SWIFT
99% of the tour was on the bus so picture taking through the bus windows was not ideal. The buses are not permitted to stop and unload.  With so many stops, it makes sense.  However, we were permitted to go and sit inside the original Bluebird Cafe.  It was here that one true life artist was discovered after he was rejected more times than a guitar has strings.  His name is Garth Brooks. Another artist, Taylor Swift also caught her break at the Bluebird.  The cafe is so popular and packed each night that ABC had to recreate it in a studio. According to the long-time manager the stage crew took the tables clothes, napkins and other objects for an authentic replication.

A Visit to the Grand Ole Opry

After our Nashville tour, I could not wait to visit the Grand Ole Opry. 

Christine Michaels in front of Grand Ole Opry House sign

The Grand Ole Opry is a temple for recognizing, honoring and celebrating the best country music singers. Prior to its current location, the "Mother Church" was located at the Ryman Theater in 1943 which also housed other events and productions. The Ryman was home until 1974 when a new stage was built right outside of Nashville in the themed Opryland where hotels, outlet mall and restaurants exude the Opry spirit. 

Deb Barnes and Christine Michaels

Main entrance doors to public

DRESSING ROOMS
While there are 19 numbered rooms, there are physical only 18 dressing rooms. The number 13 was skipped for superstition. 

Minnie Pearl's dressing room

Another ladies dressing room

THE GREEN ROOM

Green Room

"Ready for my performance! Too bad I can not sing. But I can line dance!"

THE STAGE

In an effort to maintain continuity with the Opry's storied past, a large circle was cut from the floor of the Ryman stage and inlaid into the center of the new Opry stage. During our tour we stood on the stage and the circle.  I  almost expected a lightning bolt to zap me for standing on that hallowed circle given my lack of singing ability.



Sadly a devastating flood in Nashville in 2010 caused massive damage to the Grand Ole Opry including the stage. Miraculously, the circle was untouched.  The circle was not broken.  It was lovingly preserved during the round-the-clock renovations. Having performed on stage (as a classical dancer), gazing up at the seating, despite the blinding spotlight, I could see the crowds,  feel their gaze, their embrace, hear the thunderous applause, the appreciation of the performance and artistry, the acceptance into a family. There's no feeling in the world to compare it. How I miss performing.

Girls Honky Tonk Night Out

Now that we saw Nashville in the daytime, it was time to experience the downtown at night.
So what do I wear--a Victoria's Secret sundress with cowboy boots.  Yes I'm representing Miami proudly with a nod to Nashville. I even brought my cowgirl hat but Rachel wants to visit a souvenir shop and what do I find?  A PINK COWBOY HAT! Now I expect this in Miami, but did not expect it in Nashville. Of course I purchased it and wore it that evening. Why not?!

Christine Michaels finds pink hat in Nashville

 Of course who else do I run into outside the souvenir shop in Nashville, but Elvis! OK a wax Elvis.  He wanted to dance. But of course!  Ill let him lead.

Dancing with Elvis Presley

Now I was ready for Tootsie's the most famous dive bar in Nashville.

Deb Barnes & Christine Michaels at Tootsie's bar in downtown Nashville

After one drink, the night is young, we stepped outside and headed left and came across a boot shop.
Oooh I love boots. This could be very dangerous. Thankfully I have a strong will.

Price is Right beauty showing off the boot

We found our favorite boots! Mine has pink, Deb's boot has leopard design.

I'm inlove and hate to part ways

After window boot shopping, hunger pangs struck and we headed to Ripley's for pulled pork with BBQ sauce and fries. When in Rome...Mouthwatering!

As we headed back to pick up the transportation bus to our hotel, we passed several bars. We had a long wait for the bus and it started pouring rain. While we sought shelter under the overhang of a building, I could hear music playing across the street.  I told the girls I would return in literally 15 minutes.  But then I stayed. I was going to savor every sight, taste and sound of Nashville.

Legend's Corner Bar

For someone who doesn't listen to country music this band was great! Kept me toe-tapping.

What a great intro to Nashville for a brief  three day conference. I will definitely be returning for more sightseeing and culture!

For an all around review of the conference, visit Pawsitively Humane.
For a cat-centric review of the conference, visit Riverfront Cats.

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To be surrounded by dapper and dashing men who know how to dress... Attending and blogging about these events is such a tough job but...

At a recent wedding in Key West (March 2015)

We created a shirt that everyone in the country for some wonderful reason wanted to wear. It was during the period of Acid House and Garage, and they wore these bright acidy colour shirts. These particular shirts had a really nice soft feel. Even to this day I remember it.

I created these shirts and it was like there was suddenly a famine and everyone in the country just wanted these shirts. They used to queue, no word of a lie, down the street to get the shirts on a Saturday in the five shops we had. (Ray Kelvin)

The campaign for the opening to general public

My blog is about "the joy of life"--my passions, adventures, learning experiences.  Here is a rare humorous posting of a true incident. I'm not the comedic writer but this true story is one that causes me to laugh out loud every time I retell it--you had to be there.




It was a Saturday night in Miami, the outer skirts of an edgy neighborhood Wynwood.  I stress "outer skirts" and "edgy" which means DON'T STOP,  DON'T SIGHTSEE, DON'T Pass Go, Go directly to Jail which is a safer place...A white sedan turns onto a street; stops, engine turned off and out tumble three women with porcelain skin; one wearing fitting jeans, loose gray shirt; the second woman with Irish red hair and wearing a coral sundress; and the third woman in short bangs and wavy brown hair sporting ala Betty Page- with- strapless- sundress- and heels. The driver in bright orange shirt and bling across the chest, gives the girls clear instructions; The driver watches the girls through rearview mirror.  The sun is setting. In another neighborhood it's a romantic setting. In outer Wynwood, it could signal danger, a death warrant. The streets are quiet. The women stand on a street corner. Like pros, they begin waving their arms.  Passerbys, men, are smiling. A handsome male in vivid blue vest and thrust chest, raises his voice.  Is he enthralled by the women or bothered? Is he calling them or complaining?

A police officer pulls up and asks the woman in strapless dress "Are you working?"  They continue conversing. Then the officer races around the corner in his police car, passes the white sedan, makes a sharp U-turn and pulls up alongside the driver.  He asks the driver "Are you a local? Are you with these women?"

Olivia getting out of white sedan. Standing on street corner

The women:   No they are not prostitutes. What were they doing? Preventing a peacock in the middle of the road (the male creature with blue "vest" and thrust chest) from getting struck by a car!  The women are employees of the ASPCA and were in town for a conference. As animal lovers, they knew the chances of this stunning peacock getting hit.  Yes a peacock in the middle of a bad neighborhood. Only in Miami!

The hookers--can't you tell? (Photo taken before the incident--they only had one drink!)

The driver: It was me! Wearing my Bebe shirt, the brand name encrusted in diamonds.  The police officer was clearly concerned and advised that we leave immediately. He warned "There was a murder here last week. You don't want to be walking the streets here". I explained to the officer that I live here and the girls are visiting from New York City. To defend their actions I explained they are with ASPCA--they save animals! He didn't seem impressed but still concerned.  "You should go now."


Dear, sweet, innocent Olivia wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry--she did both.  "Do I look like a hooker?" I explained any attractive woman walking the streets in a dress this part of town is going to stand out--no matter her profession. Although how many hookers wear a lanyard?!

Christine (the pimp), Olivia and Carly (the prostitutes) at Cafeina Wynwood If orange is the new black maybe I could wear my own uniform?

As the scenario sunk in, we burst into laughter which turned into tears. Who would ever have thought that nicely dressed women would be mistaken for a pimp and prostitutes. We weren't even wearing thigh high boots or spiked heels or mini skirt or showing cleavage.

WHAT HAPPENED TO THE PEACOCK?
The peacock was safe and strutted back home to his female mate. The pair are shacking up three doors down from that infamous street corner.  The question is, what was the peacock doing crossing the road? And is the peacock trained for some nefarious activity? I did see him illegally parked in a handicap spot earlier...  You never know in Miami.

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