Friday, November 12, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
Go Barry, it'sya birthday!
Hat tip High Definite, via Sullivan
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
I can't, however, get it out of my head. I think I'll take a cue from St. Augustine of Hippo, who once prayed "Lord, give me chastity and continence, but not yet."
Lord, get this song out of my brain, but don't do it quite yet.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Enjoy it, unless your more XBox than Atari.
via The Awl
Thursday, August 26, 2010
So I feel that this song is pretty appropriate for this blog:
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
In getting ready my Fashion Bored post today (two outfits everyone, I'm posting TWO!) I stumbled upon these shoes.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
|Richard Armitage as John Thornton|
*Swoons and feints dead away.*
Friday, August 13, 2010
Friday, August 6, 2010
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
After a quick Google, I found out that the pattern is in Stich n' Bitch Nation and is called Basic Cable by Christine Quirion..
Monday, August 2, 2010
No, not JUST a YSL box. Actual shoes. I now own YSL shoes. In a size 11. Representing the opposite end of the shoe spectrum from tokin asian makes purchasing shoes rather difficult. Especially shoes from a consignment store. Ha! You think I am actually going to spend $400 on YSL shoes (no joke - that was the original price)? Nope. Consign-mothereffing-ment store. Behold!! My crappy camera phone photo!!!
Friday, July 30, 2010
It's Friday. I am still reeling from Doogs bday festivities. The lady knows how to throw a party and dance to Cher! So my outfit this week reflects my...shall we say lack of effort I am feeling today. Most noted by the shoes:
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
That being said:
This is in front of the office building that held my very first job in Chicago - the job that allowed me to stay here for the past four years! For me, this is one cheep thrill that never gets old:
|Image via Slashfilm|
Even when it rains, Chicago - you're my kind of awesome.
These milk glass vases are amazing! Ranging from $1 a piece to $15 a piece - I've been collecting them in all shapes and sizes.
My vision is to stack 2-3 of these milk glass vases (a couple small bud vases and one bigger statement piece) in the center of the table, using vintage books to elevate them. Throw in a big antique silver candelabra and scatter a bunch of votive and tealight candles and we're golden!
I also love the idea of using teacups and tea pots as flower pots - so cheap and adorable!
Oh the ideas are endless! Birdcages, vintage postcards, vintage suitcases, empty picture frames, vintage bikes, old-school cameras, vintage tea tins and coffee cans....my mind is spinning! Have ideas? Pictures? Post them here! With our powers combined....my wedding's going to be killer!
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
But now that it's here, I'm actually in a great mood about it. I want to invite the whole world over to my house on Thursday to watch Project Runway. Are you free? Do you want to come over?
Anyway, since it's "My Day", I'm going to kick it off with my favorite music video and song of all time!
Friday, July 23, 2010
Friend, meet Peach Sangria. Peach Sangria, meet friend. I'm sure you'll get to know each other quite well this summer. [Recipe adapted from The Gourmet Foodie Blog]
Living in Texas, peaches are a summer staple. Side note - Remind me to post my favorite Peach Brownie recipe at a later date (peaches, cinnamon, cakey goodness - best. dessert. ever). We can incorporate them in almost every meal! Pancakes with peach chutney, peach jam, peach cobbler, grilled peaches with vanilla bean ice cream, pork chops with peach salsa...the list is endless and my mouth is salivating. But nothing is more refreshing than a big ole' pitcher of white sangria to ward off the Texas heat. To create this delicious concoction, you'll need the following ingredients:
- 6 peaches skinned and sliced (canned will work if you're feeling lazy)
- Fresh squeezed juice of 3 Lemons
- 2 Sliced lemons
- 2 Cups of chopped strawberries
- 1 cup peach schnapps (rum and vodka are great substitutes - a cup of each gives it a kick)
- ½ cup fine sugar
- 750ml bottle of Pinot Grigio
- 4 cups Club Soda
- 1 cup rose champagne (again, no harm in pouring in more! No point in wasting the bottle)
Step 2: Dump the fruit mixture and juices into a large pitcher or drink dispenser. If you're obsessed with kitchenware like I am, check out Pottery Barn's Acrylic Drink Dispensers. They are the shiz and for your reference, it's on my wedding registry - just sayin. Now for the good stuff. Pour in the wine, club soda, sugar, and liquor - hold off on pouring the champagne! Stir it up and let it sit in your fridge for a few hours- the longer the better! Give the fruit some time to soak in the booze. However, if you're impatient to get your drink on, skip the soaking and move on to Step 3!
Step 3: Right before you're ready to imbibe the fruits of your labor, pour in the champagne - make it rain on them peaches! Stir in some ice, top off the biggest glass you can find, and sip away the week's stress.
Happy Drinking! Err...I mean, weekend.
Today I present: a work outfit! I don't promise perfection, but hopefully there will be some fun.
Dear DVF dress, where have you been all my life? I love the zipper and would kill to have you in my closet. Look at the color! Wouldn't you look great with this McQueen Faithful tote and Michael Kors watch? The watch is the only thing I could afford if I saved...sigh. And I really really like the Giles & Brother chevron necklace. Just hoping to bring it together. And no, I don't care that I mixed gold with silver for this outfit. In the words of RZ "metallics are neutrals" and I will do whatever I want with them.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
The recent release of Jennifer Love Hewitt’s “The Client List” had me all sorts of excited for weeks! The combination of JLH's poor acting and huge tatas is absolutely worthy of discussion. Let's start with the fact that my movie premiere night was almost ruined by the penis party that ensued in my home Monday evening. It's virtually impossible to convince any straight male to willingly spend two hours watching female dramas. But this was an easy sell. Alls I had to say was "Jennifer Love Hewitt. Prostitute Mom." And just like that, they were sold. Premiere movie night will go on. Spoiler Alert! Here's a recap of the best Lifetime movie ever to exist.
The basic gist of this based-on-a-true-story flick focused on prostitution taking over a middle of no-where, small Texas town. I'm talking about your typical pro-gun, pro-family, anti-abortion, god-fearing Texas town. Enter JLH - loving mother of two (or three? it's hard to remember how many kids she had when the camera man explicitly zoomed in on her boobies every time they had a "family moment"), former beauty pageant winning gal who always dreamed for more. Unfortunately for her, she got knocked up at a young age and married her quarterback high school boyfriend. A friend told her she was smart for having babies early...sigh, if only I had thought to get pregnant at 16...I'd be a rich prostitute by now.
Naturally, it turned out high school football isn't a career. Injured and uneducated, her husband leaves JLH and her brood of children broke and facing foreclosure on their home. She tried pushin the girls up and out of that blouse to woo their banker into a loan extension, but alas it wasn't enough. Perhaps getting a job would help the stay at home mom? Apparently, the ONLY job opening was in the next town over at a massage parlor called Kind Touch Med Spa. This wasn't enough to tip JLH off to what was going on in this establishment. Nor were the keypad locks on every single door. Or the red lights flashing above rooms in use. Or the unlicensed massage therapists lounging around in lingerie in the break room. Oh no...it wasn't until she got a peek into a two-way mirror that our innocent mom realized what they were asking her to do. Fast forward a couple scenes involving her freak out, go through internal moral debates, and dealing with her unemployed drunk ass husband - she accepts the job and becomes the #1 hooker that town has ever seen!
Did I mention she's border line autistic? She apparently has impeccable memory and can remember every detail from every conversation. She brings clients their favorite cookies, wears their favorite outfits, ask about their wives (super turn on when you're paying a hooker for sex, I know), the whole nine yards and the men just eat it up. It's what made her the busiest masseuse at Kind Touch! But as it turns out, prostitution is exhausting. Poor JLH - on top of getting her kids to school time time, cooking dinner, and being the perfect southern wife, she also has to blow/bang my estimate of 8-12 men a day. These guys are flying in from all over the world to tap that. I suppose her husband doesn't smell the sex on her or question why she's adorned in all this new jewelry (gifts from her best clients). All he knows is - his uneducated, sexy wife is raking in the cash.
In fact, for Christmas - she buys him a Harley (how many peens does it take to buy a Harley?) Her gift in return? Mr. Quarterback hands her a box with a name tag in it - he got a job with a pest control company and will be making minimum wage to support his family. It's a start. And props to him for taking what he can get. All you need is love, right? That and an awesome pair of knockers because some how JLH pulls them out of debt and gives her family a taste of the high life. You just can't count on a man these days, unless he's paying you for sex.
Sex, more sex, more hot scenes of JLH running around in lingerie that I can't search for and post from work, and the eventual road to coke addiction. A client gives her a baggie which she offensively declined. He slips it into her purse anyway and says - just in case. At this point in the movie, she's almost driven into a truck because she can't keep her eyes open - I'm telling ya, prostitution is EXHAUSTING. One of her kids needs her to bake a cake for their bake sale the next morning and the poor girl just doesn't have the energy. Suddenly, this baggie of coke is starting to look appealing. 10 hours later, her family awakes to a tweaked out JLH and a masterpiece castle cake complete with moat and working drawbridge.
More sex montages, including her liason with the local church pastor, politicians, her friends' husbands, etc. She's losing weight, looking haggard, getting snappy with her clients who came to her to talk/cry/get off, and dropping the ball on her mom job (and blow jobs, and rim jobs, and all the other jobs she's workin). Lucky for her, the spa gets busted before her life completely falls apart. The wayward cops who took blowies for keeping their noses out are now being told by someone higher up to blow the lid off that joint. All could have ended well, but dammit JLH you left your coke out and now they're going to charge you with prostitution AND drugs. Mr. Quarterback is drinking at a bar when his wife is shown on TV in her negligee in handcuffs and thrown into the back of a cop car. Humiliated in front of the entire town's population of 100, QB husband leaves her with the kids.
Fast forward some more, JLH turns in the names of prestigious towns people as a trade-off for shorter jail time for her and her hooker friends. I can't remember how much time she spent in jail, but it only took about 2 minutes to cover in the movie, so I assume less than a month. She gets out of prison and gets herself a nice low-paying waitressing job at a local diner. QB husband has no intention of coming back - but there's kind of a happy ending (pun absolutely intended). An angry-looking mob of women show up at JLH's door, victims of her sexcapades, wives of her clients. We think she's about to get lynched for being such a whore, but instead, they welcome her with open arms and beg her to share her secrets! How did you get our husbands to love you like that? How do you give a blow job? Is it safe to take it in the butt? A few bananas and live demos later, the movie concludes.
This might be one of the best LMN movies I've ever watched. It was jam packed with sex, betrayal, terrible acting skills, and drama. It didn't end all cheesy with her husband returning with a black diamond ring for her transgressions (I'm lookin at you, Sex and the City 2). It's heightened my curiosity every time I drive by a massage place - is this where you can get a happy ending? It's also taught be a very valuable lesson - prostitution makes damn good money.
Total no brainer.
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|Reclaimed Zipper Pin from ZipPinning|
|Vintage Amber Broach from VintagePass|
|Fluer de Lis Locket via SparklySushi|
|Recycled Sterling Silver Brooch via NoaSharonDesigns|
|Vintage Wedding Brooch via NYJoleJewlery|
|Red Rhinestone Vintage Brooch Ebay|
Take it like a man, and SING WITH ME, GIRLS:
Freddie thinks this shit is bananas: