Happy! Happy! Up! Up!
It's my philosophy on life.
I know you probably don't believe me because half of these blog posts are me complaining about "masculine" men in panties, Walmart, DABA and foie gras, the war, and my leaking roof. (BTW, that IS the order of importance.)
Anyway, A friend of mine, a fashionista, used to clap his hands and scream at the models before they went on the catwalk, 'Happy! Happy! Happy! Girls!'
I amended it a little. Happy Happy Up Up!
Everything is GREAT! Everything is FABULOUS! Use it. It works.
I use it at the porn conventions in Vegas, and tell my staff to do the same. When you're at a cocktail party, it's ALL about, "Happy, Happy, Up, Up!"
"Really? You started a new website where straight guys get ganged banged by trannies in the back of a '72 Volkswagon! LOVE IT!! Of course I'll promote it!"
Cocktail parties are great places for Happy Happy, Up Up. Tell a funny story, or just tell someone that their outfit is amazing! Tell them that it looks like they've lost weight. Why not?
You might end up being the one person at the party who had anything nice to say to them...and they will remember it.
And at first, when you do it, it might seem like a facade. Maybe you don't really believe in the Happy, Happy, Up, Up philosophy.
But keep doing it. And after a while, it's not a facade.
Because things really ARE great! Life can be fabulous! Things are good. Cup half-full.
And then, soon, things start happening...that you weren't expecting.
Friendships get closer, you meet other happy people, you feel better. And it's infinite. It just keeps on going!
Things change for the better, but you have to put the energy out there first!