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-Titulo Original : Bigger Is Better Real Life Wisdom From The No-drama Mama
-Fabricante :
Gallery Books
-Descripcion Original:
Everything about Angela “Big Ang” Raiola is larger than life: her lips, her 36JJ breasts, and especially her personality! In a lifestyle guide as genuine and fun as Big Ang herself, the star of VH1’s Mob Wives, called the show’s “den mother” by the New York Times, serves up the hilarious and poignant wisdom she’s learned while running her bar, raising her family, and dating made men. Big Ang has rules to live by for beauty, food, family, friendship, and more. Here she is... ON HER KILLER BOOBS: I was on vacation with my family in the Catskills when out of nowhere, this bat flies right into my chest and then falls splat on the ground. Turned out, he died on impact. ON FAMILY TRADITIONS: Every Sunday, we do a feast for fifteen to twenty-five people. Last week, we went through seventy-five meatballs. Even by my family’s standards, that’s a lot of balls. ON DIETING: Swearing off lasagna to lose weight? You might fit into smaller jeans. But you’re still the same person- except hungrier and bitchier. ON HOBBIES: Would I rather cook for people or have sex? No hard-and-fast rule there. But I will say this: Cooking is always satisfying. About the Author Big Ang joined the cast of VH1’s Mob Wives in its second season and instantly became the show’s biggest star, thanks to her distinctive look, her infectious laugh, her irrepressible witticisms, and her personal lifestyle code: NO DRAMA. The niece of Salvatore “Sally Dogs” Lombardi, a deceased captain of the Genovese crime family, Big Ang was born and raised in Brooklyn. The doting mother and grandmother owns The Drunken Monkey, a popular bar on Staten Island, where she lives with her Pomeranian puppy, Little Louie, and stars in her own VH1 spin-off series. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Big Beauty RulesYou can’t control that much in life. Bad things happen. Accidents. Arrests. Problems hit you out of nowhere. But hair? That’s one thing we can (usually) rely on. It’s a comfort to know that you can do something small-a mani-pedi, a blowout-and feel a whole lot better about life, no matter what’s going on outside the salon. I’m not saying beauty treatments will make your mortgage payments disappear or turn your no-good husband into a prince. But even in a big life, the little things help a lot. When you look good, you feel good. I don’t know any woman on earth who’d deny that essential truth. ALWAYS HAVE A TANEven in the dead of winter, I have a tan. I just don’t feel right without it. When my skin gets a little bit pale, it feels like I’m walking around completely naked-and not in a good way. In the bedroom of one of my former houses, I had a full-size tanning bed set up next to the regular bed. I called it the bedsroom. The tanning bed, a gift from my baby sister, Janine, was a huge apparatus with long tubes on the top lid and a bottom platform where you lay down. I’d stretch out on it-completely nude; who wants tan lines?-every night for a few minutes. It was my peaceful time to myself. If I hadn’t used it, I would probably be dead now from vitamin D deficiency. Most people take natural sunlight for granted. They’re out there, soaking it up like human sponges, just doing their daily business. Bartenders like me, who start the day in the middle of the afternoon and don’t go to bed until dawn, just don’t get enough sunshine. That’s why I called my old bar Nocturnals, for all the creatures of the night, like me. How funny that everyone who went there had deep dark tans! I love my vacations in the tropics. But you can’t cram an entire year’s worth of sun exposure into a couple of weeks in Aruba. So I adored the tanning bed . . . until I started dreading it. Claustrophobia hit me out of nowhere. Whenever I closed myself into that contraption, I’d feel anxious. When I was younger, I wasn’t afraid of anything. I’d ride the Cyclone at Coney Island all day long. The roller-coaster experience-the dips, jolts, and turns
-Fabricante :
Gallery Books
-Descripcion Original:
Everything about Angela “Big Ang” Raiola is larger than life: her lips, her 36JJ breasts, and especially her personality! In a lifestyle guide as genuine and fun as Big Ang herself, the star of VH1’s Mob Wives, called the show’s “den mother” by the New York Times, serves up the hilarious and poignant wisdom she’s learned while running her bar, raising her family, and dating made men. Big Ang has rules to live by for beauty, food, family, friendship, and more. Here she is... ON HER KILLER BOOBS: I was on vacation with my family in the Catskills when out of nowhere, this bat flies right into my chest and then falls splat on the ground. Turned out, he died on impact. ON FAMILY TRADITIONS: Every Sunday, we do a feast for fifteen to twenty-five people. Last week, we went through seventy-five meatballs. Even by my family’s standards, that’s a lot of balls. ON DIETING: Swearing off lasagna to lose weight? You might fit into smaller jeans. But you’re still the same person- except hungrier and bitchier. ON HOBBIES: Would I rather cook for people or have sex? No hard-and-fast rule there. But I will say this: Cooking is always satisfying. About the Author Big Ang joined the cast of VH1’s Mob Wives in its second season and instantly became the show’s biggest star, thanks to her distinctive look, her infectious laugh, her irrepressible witticisms, and her personal lifestyle code: NO DRAMA. The niece of Salvatore “Sally Dogs” Lombardi, a deceased captain of the Genovese crime family, Big Ang was born and raised in Brooklyn. The doting mother and grandmother owns The Drunken Monkey, a popular bar on Staten Island, where she lives with her Pomeranian puppy, Little Louie, and stars in her own VH1 spin-off series. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Big Beauty RulesYou can’t control that much in life. Bad things happen. Accidents. Arrests. Problems hit you out of nowhere. But hair? That’s one thing we can (usually) rely on. It’s a comfort to know that you can do something small-a mani-pedi, a blowout-and feel a whole lot better about life, no matter what’s going on outside the salon. I’m not saying beauty treatments will make your mortgage payments disappear or turn your no-good husband into a prince. But even in a big life, the little things help a lot. When you look good, you feel good. I don’t know any woman on earth who’d deny that essential truth. ALWAYS HAVE A TANEven in the dead of winter, I have a tan. I just don’t feel right without it. When my skin gets a little bit pale, it feels like I’m walking around completely naked-and not in a good way. In the bedroom of one of my former houses, I had a full-size tanning bed set up next to the regular bed. I called it the bedsroom. The tanning bed, a gift from my baby sister, Janine, was a huge apparatus with long tubes on the top lid and a bottom platform where you lay down. I’d stretch out on it-completely nude; who wants tan lines?-every night for a few minutes. It was my peaceful time to myself. If I hadn’t used it, I would probably be dead now from vitamin D deficiency. Most people take natural sunlight for granted. They’re out there, soaking it up like human sponges, just doing their daily business. Bartenders like me, who start the day in the middle of the afternoon and don’t go to bed until dawn, just don’t get enough sunshine. That’s why I called my old bar Nocturnals, for all the creatures of the night, like me. How funny that everyone who went there had deep dark tans! I love my vacations in the tropics. But you can’t cram an entire year’s worth of sun exposure into a couple of weeks in Aruba. So I adored the tanning bed . . . until I started dreading it. Claustrophobia hit me out of nowhere. Whenever I closed myself into that contraption, I’d feel anxious. When I was younger, I wasn’t afraid of anything. I’d ride the Cyclone at Coney Island all day long. The roller-coaster experience-the dips, jolts, and turns
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