Image Matters

I had the pleasure of meeting the tycoon Jerry Buss the former real estate developer and owner of the most spectacular and winning basketball team LA Lakers, on few occasions. During the late 70’s, while working with French aperitif Pernod, we sponsored the tennis tournament for the Los Angeles Strings team, whose roster included, at various times, Chris Evert, Billy Jean King, and Ilie Nastase.

While I appreciated meeting the great Billy Jean and such, who I was impressed with was Mr. Buss. His demeanor understated, his presence ever so gentle reminder that ego is not necessary to be champion.

This modest man was very charming and caring. At some point I was looking for an apartment and he made sure I had one before the end of that day. The fact that I was stunning looking, I am sure helped, however he never made inappropriate move in my direction, the proverbial gentleman at all times.

It seems whatever Mr. Buss touched it turned into gold, so no one was surprised when he hired Phil Jackson, head coach of the legendary Chicago Bulls team that were led by Michael Jordan and Scottie Pippen, to continue to lead the Lakers to be world champions.

Jackson, the NBA’s most intriguing figure, a man of great charm, integrity, and competitive drive, for whom basketball was a game to be won and an existential exercise whose basic precepts of sharing the ball and passing to the open man elevated it to a metaphor of the ideal community. Jackson is not an everyday man, he is the Renaissance man with a Midas touch and twinkle in his eyes that at his presence even my heart trembles with wonder.

What intrigues me is, why did Mr. Buss let go of a golden man like Phil Jackson and keep the spoiled and, it seems daily, full-of-himself Kobe Bryant? Jerry insists money not a main decisive factor in this decision making, but the facts indicate differently.

Kobi’s latest tantrum with Carl Malone seems self-indulgent and how does he have a leg to stand on when it comes to making a fuss over harmless flirtation? I guess Mrs. Bryant needed to prove to her husband there are men who think she is hot. Your actions are an embarrassment and I wonder if Jerry now regrets the decision, choosing Kobi over Jackson.

However, there is something I would love to change about Jerry. My dream is to get my hands on him and perform the most remarkable makeover I have ever done, and I’ll do it free of charge. First, he needs to fire his barber and his wardrobe person and I’ll do my magic and let the world-class leader emerge from beneath that schlepy appearance. He deserves an image to match the great man that he is!

Jerry, don’t be afraid. You just call me! 310-574-6018.

Not since the likes of Clark Gable and those amazing bigger then life swashbuckler movie stars, Errol Flynn, and Garry Cooper have we been blessed to feast our vision and imaginations on an actor with great looks, sexy southern accent and presence that demands notice.

How many of you remember the infamous line from Margaret Michelle’s “Gone with the Wind” uttered form the lips of then the lord the screen, Clark Gable: “Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.” That look that stance, it sadi it alland made us wont for more.

So finnaly somone has discoverd an actor with that same magntizam, whic filles our screens capable with that one look to communicate all, the fear, the discontent, the arrogance, loneliness, anger and all with great passion and conviction.

Keep your eyes wide-open ladies as you feast and get lost in the magic of those blue-green eyes whose power is as captivating as the sunsets of the Hawaiian Islands where he spends time filming the role of the bad boy Sawyer on Lost, Josh Holloway who will surely make every women wish she was lost alone on some far and distant island in his strong and masculine arms. And Oh Lord that smile!!!!!!

Brat Pitt and George Clooney better watch out, another hunk has moved in and is filling the fantasies of every female still breathing. I am sure, this talented and scrumptious man will before we know it, rule the big screen. He has what it takes to dominate the image of the sexiest man alive. Alleluia!!!