Monthly Archives: June 2010

What I want to do right meow.

I want to put my passport in here

Then put everything I’ve ever blogged about into these

And go back to London!


Quick Change

These are so fantastic and unique and intriguing and unexpected and preeeetty.

And they are 60% off!

And I still can’t afford them.

Net-A-Porter’s sale makes it rain.

It has ears!!!! And I would seriously use this because I own exactly one coat with a hood.


And not in a cool way. I’ve had a severe headache for the past THREE days. Yeah, I’m serious. Some would call that a migraine; some would be concerned about meningitis; others would be so dramatic as to think brain tumor (me) but no…just a tension headache (Thanks, doc.) I’m twenty-three…what the hell is so tense in my life that I can’t move my eyeballs and must stay in a horizontal position for three days?? Maybe I’ve been trying too hard to poop a gold bar ;)

Aaaaaanyways…I’ve had a lot of spare time on my hands while I try to recuperate, so you’d think I would have been a blogging machine but it’s actually rather difficult to look at the computer screen for too long. Go figs, huh? I’ve done a lot of thinking and TV-watching though, with just a little bit of online lusting thrown in. So basically, here’s a recap of my past seventy-two hours:

  • Thanks to cupcakesandcashmere, I decided I’m going to get a calgel manicure. I have mixed feelings about a manicure that lasts for 3-4 weeks, but think it sounds cool enough to try at least once. I may even get crazy and go with Hello Kitty themed nails (JK…kinda).
  • I watched a LOT of QUALITY television. The most impactful (read: disturbing) shows were definitely the Thursday episode of So You Think You Can Dance and this week’s Toddlers and Tiaras. On SYTYCD, they debuted Justin Bieber’s “Somebody to Love” music video featuring Usher. There were SO MANY THINGS WRONG with this video that I don’t even know where to start. I mean, I’m pretty sure this kid is 7 years old and just singing about a stuffed animal, so there’s obviously some disconnect between his and Usher’s motives, but that doesn’t totally explain the ginormous amount of awkward scenes and mixed messages in the vid. For instance, it opens with a 30+ woman stroking 7 yr. old Bieber, and then – no wait – I can’t do this right now. I just rewatched the video and this deserves it’s own post. More to follow later on the Biebs. As for Toddlers and Tiaras (one of my all-time-favorite-shows), this week was nothing short of horrific: from the mother that taught her 6 year old daughter to “luxuriate” across the stage, to the male judge named “Big Daddy” (or was it Big Poppa??), to the pageant director that skipped out with the money and no one really did anything about it…this episode just took the cake. And the previews for next week look even more twisted and Southern than ever!! YESSSSsssssss.
  • Obviously my sick time wouldn’t have been complete if I didn’t do some online window shopping to make myself feel inadequate. ┬áThis is what I dug up:

Thanks Cynthia Rowley. You’re awesome, and I’m poor.

Rachel Comey, you’re pretty alright too.

Let’s go out of order: Cynthia Rowley, you’re awesome again.

I would probably romp around in anything Alexander Wang, but this is a pretty legit romper regardless, if I’m being punny.

Those can all be found on Forward by Revolve.

hahahaha This is why Mary-Kate is awesome. And so is Olsens Anonymous.

Ummm, and that’s all I have the energy for right now. But stay tuned for that Justin Bieber video playbyplay. I promise it will be awkward.

I kind of, maybe, think I might…love BCBG.

Is it just me, or has it gotten better over the years?? I used to write it off as cheap and trying too hard…but was it? Is it just that I only looked at BCBGeneration and never BCBGMAXAZRIA? I don’t know, but since I’m finally getting my head out of J.Crew’s ass, I am noticing brands for the first time again. Call me a “born again fan”.

These heels are fantastic and would require the pooping of a gold nugget. Totes apprope.

Herve Leger inspired, but at a fraction of the cost. Still not a fraction I can shell out!

Wear to work and pockets? Booya!

It’s like something you took from your boyfriend’s closet, which he got from his dad’s, which his dad picked up at a golf pro shop in the mid-eighties.

I’ve had my eye on this jacket since winter. Still not on sale?!?

Pretty neat.

I’m back, bitches.

Sorry about the hiatus my little poopers. My life got pretty weird for a while, but no one cares about that. What you DO care about is what I’ve been doing with my gold bars lately (theoretically, of course). Well let me show you…

I don’t even play tennis, but now I kind of want to.

You cannot tell me that these booties aren’t badass.

Not that I could actually buy Tati Cotliar; she’s in the business of modeling, not prostitution.

I have Rachel Zoe to thank for this little ditty.

The little heart with eyes has a weird way of making me want to spend $400.

Perfect for all those fancy parties I attend where I need a modern ball gown.

Till we meet again…

…it won’t be long – I promise!