January 2010
43 posts
thrifymcthrifting!
Dear Sister #2,
Once upon a time, we played dress-up in mom’s closet, picking out ensembles to layer under her full-length rabbit coat (sad demise of a Thumper, that was), teetering around in her T-strap blue-suede shoes, adorning ourselves with as much jewelry as our little necks could hold, and generally hoping she didn’t come upstairs before we had a chance to clean the mess up.
...
shoe lust.
My sister is the devil for finding these for me.
…guess we all know where my tax return is going this year. SO HOT.
theresbeautyinthebreakdown:
sugar-pie-honey-bunch:
pintoraypoeta:
alexxxmarie:
deafeyes:
wolfintestines:
So i saw this rly hot chick and i was all and she just looked at me all like and i was like bitch i’m jared leto so she was all so we got a hotel room and u kno a little and a little bit of and i was all but then later her bf came in and it was actually tomo so i was like and...
“For Girls Only, Probably…
Being thin. Probably not a subject that you ever...”
– J.K. Rowling (via curvesahead) (via knockturn) (via yerawizardharry) (via marauder-) (via everythingharrypotter) (via kimberlyvictoria) (via lovesigne)
unfreakingbelievable round two.
Apparently, someone got a little hungry while i was at work today. :( Thus, someone is no longer welcome to sleep on my bed at night.
Goodbye, limited edition, ridiculously overpriced headband. You will be missed.
““My job is to be a role model, and that’s what I want to do, but my...”
– http://www.nydailynews.com/gossip/2010/01/07/2010-01-07_miley_cyrus_doesnt_take_responsibility_for_how_her_younger_fans_act_my_job_isnt_.html#ixzz0bwnNnPFC
haaaahahaa
@JasPar:
@RatherMoore:
ummmm loved your live blogging commentary btw!!! hahaha
‘s Theme: Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom. parrygripp.com/wimpy/N…
Ya’ll kill me. this is a delightful song though.
this is my obsession. →
Idgie is unfreakinbelievable.
I got home from work 8:30 tonight. I think this is pretty normal, especially for New York, and therefore do not find this to be a problem (I didn’t move from the Southeast in search of a slower pace of life—I mean, haha. that would be ironic, wouldn’t it!).
Rather, the problem in my schedule is not the length of the workday, but the attitude I get when I arrive home. Someone has...
April showers to bring May...sales?! →
Nordstrom Rack is coming to town
Nordstrom Rack is coming to town
Nordstrom-Rack-is-coming-to-town.
(to the tune of “Santa Claus is Coming to Town”. must learn to record things on computer, as song would be a crucial addition to this blogpost.)
“I’m pretty sure we were just propositioned by some prostitutes in Harris...”
– GeoffYost
Who doesn’t love a winner?! YAY CofC! The victories continue…
like santa but meaner...making a list, and not...
Have decided to start making a list of celebrities who disappoint me for one reason or another, in case anyone ever wanted to know. Here’s the start of it:
1) This week’s list will be topped (for sure!) by newly hatched Camilla Alves. Whilst not exactly a celebrity, this fellow 20-something has decided to latch onto McConaghey and churn out baby-after-baby. They’re up to two...
oops. →
My favorite part of the article is unwritten, as it should go without saying. Despite my considerable experience with these suckers, I fell for the old “get your base tan first” conversation. Next time around (as in, two days from now), I definitely plan to wear a full bathing suit. Thus despite those clever goggles, the girl featured in the photo above remains clearly smarter than I...
O Cathartic Poetry!
A love haiku, in honor of my little pup who is presently injured (paw scab), and thus in need of more TLC than usual:
Please don’t lick my face.
Nevermind. You’re still my dog.
The best friend I have.
A thoughtful haiku, in reference to the events of the day:
Think before you write.*
Good spelling is paramount.
Lock it up, ladies.*
*self included
i will rarely write things, but i feel as though...
Thursday night ‘twas an epic, epic, fail, of gagamonster-sized proportions:
I love New Years Eve. I love the idea that everyone is so pumped for what might happen, and consequently tries to plan as little as possible. I love the fact that it’s a massive excuse to get rowdy, and usually, to make bad decisions but not really have to own up to them once daylight hits. Everything is...