>It begins…

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:The Bare Melcessities available this September!:

>It’s nice to make new friends…

>even if they do eat your important documents!

>A blast from our Barbra Past.

>
:Finale of Barbra’s first live show. My Name is Barbra:

Someone asked me the other day. Who was Fanny Brice? Hard to believe.

Someday. someone might ask who’s Barbra?

Can’t speak. She is awesome.

Enjoy.

>Do You Know The Way to Santa Fe!

>I do now.

back at ‘home’ in Los Angeles after the whirlwind pre-publication publicity jaunt for my new book, The Bare Melcessities.

putting it together.
keeping it on track.
and. focusing on what’s important.

Such an amazing trip! thanks to all the people, places, and possibilities that opened up…

it was truly awe inspiring!

:The Bare Melcessities against the red hills:

:Melanie Lutz on the roadways of the Southwest:

>Triumphant Return to Las Vegas.

>We made it through our enchanted New Mexican adventure, through Arizona’s police ladden freeways into Fabulous Las Vegas.

:The Best of Las Vegas ~ The Bare Melcessities by Melanie Lutz:

The Bare Melcessities is on fire.

we are…

Refreshed.
Rejuvenated.
Revived!

The Bare Mel daily tally.

getting lost. 5
code yellows. 1
drive-in shut outs. 2
dairy queens. 1

Thanks for all the great support and fun filled good times on the road, as we’re back in shower country…

>The Land of Enchantment. NEW MEXICO!

>
:The Bare Melcessities Tour hits New Mexico:

It’s hot. and. glorious.
in the Magical state of New Mexico.
Everything has opened up for us.
including Gena’s vibrating third eye.

The Bare Mel Daily Tally.

BMW Bare Mel trunk sale. super hot.
lemonades spilled. 2.
skunks seen. 0.
sunburnt body parts. 3.
Friendly faces. plenty!

couldn’t ask for a more enlightening and illuminating birthday!

>Mexican Grooves.

>

Enjoying the tastes (yes. that’s dried food on the menu) of the greatest food on the planet.

The Bare Mel Daily Tally.

margaritas drank. 2.
Books sold. many.
laughs shared. unlimitled.

check back soon.

>The Bare Melcessities Southwestern Tour…. first stop.

>We set up camp in the hills just before the first stop on the tour…Sedona, AZ.

Accomodations. not what was expected. alerted to over-run of mother skunks and their July born babies.

All I can think. ‘when launching a book. you have to start somewhere.’

and.

we did!

The Bare Mel Daily Tally.

Quenching ‘dry as dirt’ feeling. 0.
friendly skunks. 4.
Red Lobster take out. yes.
Bare Mel Books Sold. – out!

Happy campers. totally.

Go Bare Mel!

may you expand and grow…

:My memoir, The Bare Melcessities, launches in the fall:

>The Bare Melcessities Southwestern Sun Pre Publication Tour hits the open road…

>We started with the dream of an RV and cascading across the southwest in a blaze of younger Golden Girl energy. But. alas. do to injury and apathy, and a trippling of the RV rental cost… we depart in the trusty German engineered, built for speed, BMW.

cue the inspirational female road music.

Natasha Beddingfield’s song…

Unwritten takes us out of LA in blazing glory.

What the road has in store for us… who knows.

check out the lyrics.

I am unwritten,
Can’t read my mind
I’m undefined
I’m just beginning
The pen’s in my hand
Ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten, yeah

Oh, oh

I break tradition
Sometimes my tries
Are outside the lines, oh yeah yeah
We’ve been conditioned
To not make mistakes
But I can’t live that way oh, oh

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
the rest still unwritten

(Gospel)
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open *****
Today is where your book begins

The rest is still unwritten

The rest is still unwritten

>From our Last Wish Archive!

>When TM Zink died in 1930 his last wish was that his money be used to create a womanless library.

It was reported that Zink “left some $50,000 in trust for 75 yeas, at the end of which time he hoped the fund would have swelled to $3 million, enough to found the Zink Womanless Library. The words ‘No Women Admitted’ were to mark each entrance. No books, works of art, or decorations by women were to be permitted in or about the premises. “My intense hatred of women,” he explained in the will, “is not of recent origin or development nor based upon any personal differences I ever had with them but is the result of my experiences with women, observations of them, and study of all literatures and philosophical works.” His family successfully challenged the will. Zink was a lawyer from Iowa.”