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I like Madonna. I have a lot of respect for her and enjoy her music. One of the reasons I like her is because even at 48, she's still reinventing herself and doing what she loves. Some of the choices she's made along the way may not have been the best ones, or they may not have been to your liking, but that's just the way things go.
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The mad world of Madonna: Grains for every meal, rice milk, no TV and sleeping in a plastic suit covered in £500 cream | Mail Online
The gossips at Cannes were agog this spring at the news that Madonna had installed twin treadmills in her hotel suite, apparently so she and Guy Ritchie could work out side by side. Things in the world's most talked-about marriage, it was reasoned, must not be so bad if they were at least continuing to share a passion for gym. But that second treadmill was in fact for personal trainer Tracy Anderson who, for the past year, has been living in Madonna's London home and playing far more of a role in her life than her soon-to-be-ex-husband. Guy and Madonna slept in separate rooms on that break, as had become usual, and were by then communicating only via their personal assistants. The treadmills are a neat metaphor for the way Ritchie has been excluded from Madonna's life. Her irrational food fads and increasingly bizarre attempts to hold back time - via surgery, exercise and every therapy going - certainly helped to doom their marriage. How could anyone expect Ritchie, a macho man who is fond of the pub and likes to shoot pheasant, to dine contentedly every night on quinoa grains and organic vegetable dumplings? And how was he supposed to react when his wife took to retiring at night slathered in £500-a-pot cream and covered in a plastic body-suit to hold back the signs of ageing? It now emerges that every aspect of life at the Ritchie residence in London was dictated by the lady of the house. Madonna, who embraced a macrobiotic diet in the early 1990s, told her chefs what was permitted: she chose the precise blend of Colombian coffee and tutted over the exact provenance of air-freighted Canadian blueberries. Guy, then, has allegedly had to endure a life married to a 5ft 4in domestic tyrant whose rules apparently included no TV, no newspapers, and no welcome for his 'London' friends - sustained on a diet which would make a Hollywood starlet feel faint. For instance, gossips claim his Christmas meal was minus chipolata sausages last year because she would not hear of processed meat crossing the threshold. He had to drink his tea every day with rice milk, as dairy is banned. Meat is only very occasionally present on the menu. The only exception to this was at their country estate, Ashcombe House, in Wiltshire, where Guy was allowed to serve a full breakfast to shooting parties - even including such fat filled items as steak-and-kidney pie. (Madonna thought this kind of food so foul that she would leave the room in disgust when it arrived and sip reproachfully at her bowl of Japanese miso soup.) Guy apparently used to complain that she was giving her children an unhealthy attitude towards food: she banned sugar entirely, which made biscuits, ice creams and cakes objects of almost otherworldly fascination for her daughter Lourdes and their son Rocco. She also banned cheese, cream, salt and preservatives. One in Guy's camp suggested to me that Her Madgeness had to be talked into permitting Rocco to have a birthday cake last year. Even when the pair went out for 'romantic' meals - and in the final two years of the relationship this was one of the few activities they shared - Madonna would generally refuse to eat anything. One associate said she doesn't 'trust' the kitchens, even in Claridge's and Nobu, to prepare food to her exacting standards. 'If you were to use the word controlling, you would not even be coming close to describing the way she is about food.' (For the rest of the article, click the link) No, you don't get it, that's why I'm telling you. You think you get it, which isn't the same as actually getting it. Get it?
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She is seriously pathetic.
Like spirit_queen said, I hope the kids go to guy. http://antimadonna.dark-host.com/index.html -------------
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"Poor Madonna"?! Hardly. Poor Guy, more like. Did you know she wouldn't allow her kids to celebrate Christmas? Last year, they stayed in and had steamed fish, with no presents or tree or decorations.
No, you don't get it, that's why I'm telling you. You think you get it, which isn't the same as actually getting it. Get it?
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"What did you do for the holidays ?"
"Cooked fish and sat around listening to mom talk about how great she is again :B" That is ridiculous.. I was talking to my mom about it and she went on this long rant about how Madonna has always been a "nut" and listed tons of crazy things she's done...It makes me laugh and makes me mad at the same time that people always seem to accredit her for being such a fabulous person and being such a great role-model whose maybe a little quirky, it makes me want to shake them until they get whiplash. If I was him I would have left a long long time ago, and again I seriously hope he gets the kids. -------------
TWILIGHT, 12:01 Friday :} It was fantastic. ![]() |