Meow!

{Louboutin for Rodarte}

{Louboutin for Rodarte}

{Louboutin for Rodarte}

{Louboutin for Rodarte}

{Dries Van Noten}

I don't wear heels often but I really love all of these because they're so outrageous. I want the Rodarte pair as desk accessory. I think it would make me very happy and inspire great designs.

Before Sunrise

This morning I used a palette knife to spread jam on my toast. Is that completely ghetto or totally arty? I just didn't have any clean butter knives. And the palette knife was just sitting there in my drawer volunteering itself.

I finally watched Before Sunrise. I'll admit I was ready to kind of rip it apart 'cause I'd heard it was basically all conversational... And 5 minutes into it I was already snickering over how 90s Ethan Hawke looked with his goatee and leather jacket...but all in all I think I liked it. It was fairly realistic in its depiction of how two people can hit it off in a short amount of time if the stars are aligned.

I even started getting stressed out for when Julie Delphy and Ethan Hawke had to say goodbye. I haven't had to say goodbye to someone in a long time but it reminded me of how distressing it can be.

Dorm life

In college I convinced my parents somehow that I didn't need to be on the meal plan. It felt too restrictive to me, not that SVA had a spectacular cafeteria with an array of choices anyway. The first week or two of freshman year I lived off of the snacks my mom had bought for me before she went back to OC. 1. dried cranberries 2. Nutrigrain bars. 3. cinnamon graham crackers 4. goldfish crackers. I'll never forget it--to this day I can't really eat cinnamon graham crackers cause its kind of deppressing.

I was too self conscious to eat at the cafeteria, and I was wary of nyc deli food after a bout of food poisoning, so I ate 1-4 until it disappeared. I started putting them all in my freezer at one point because I liked the way everything tasted cold. Wieeerd...

Anyway I never gained the freshman fifteen.. Instead I came home for the holidays 15 lbs lighter and alarming my parents. Little did I know that from then on I'd get weekly phone calls asking me for a rundown of what I ate that day. Seriously.

Being an adult

I don't know what makes you one day truly an adult, but I caught a glimpse of the cupboard where I store towels and bedding and it was in such a state of retarded disarray that the first thought that came to mind was "why do you live your life like this?"

Ahn-nee- yo

"I'd say check out my euro trip fotos on facebook but that would mean you'd have to friend me." --Ed

My brother and I have an agreement not to be FB friends. He doesn't need to see that I actually know people with mustaches and I don't need to see party pics of him with anonymous "chicks". We are private, its chill. Plus I already know enough things about him that make me roll my eyes.

Pop off!

1. I'm over Nylon magazine, I've decided to end my subscription. The ugly content in that one single magazine is...oh my god, unbelievable. From the shamelessly blatant lack of care in the page layouts, to the unforgivingly fugly fashion featured inside. No one should wear a varsity jacket-pencil skirt combo with Lolita white socks and yellow polka dotted stilettos. Now lets all take a moment to visualize what I'd just dictated....seriously, eff off.

Also who is this Peaches Gell-something or another whos always guest editing? Get out of my face you're annoying as hell. At this point the only thing cool that remains consistent from the past is the one spread where they have different artists depict / draw / collage various beauty products. You know what I'm talking about.

2. Am I the only one anticipating with dread, that one final week sometime in September where the whole world turns into a fiery inferno and I want to kill myself in many different ways? Yes, Indian Summer, I am talking about you. And no I am not going to Sunset Junction, how dare you ask me that?

3. Jennifer Aniston. Why? What is her appeal? Why must I look at her simpering face at every newstand, every check out line I stand in. How must it feel to be eternally famous for once having been married to Brad Pitt (who is not remotely attractive to me which makes it all that more puzzling). I'm tired of the girl next door and her eternally unchanging hairstyle + tight lipped non smile combo.

4. Where is a good tidepool when you need one? Once a year I get crazy about wanting to go to a tidepool. A good one. Where?

5. Emma is the best person to road trip with cause she drives 90mph and she pays for all your candy. On the other hand I'm the worst person to road trip with cause I'm a whiny carsickey bitch.

6. I spent over a hundred on a "real" knife and let me tell you--what a joy. All I want to do is chop things into uniform smithereens now. You need onions diced? No problem I'll come over with my knife. I'll even julienne your cucumbers...slash your enemy's tires...

7. I never thought I'd live to see the day where I hear "I like your dream catcher" god w-t-f? what do you say to that? "its not a.... thanks." :T

8. Today was Pilates + Porto's= What the hell, you may as well have not pilate'd at all-day. Is that bad? I was in the area anyway and as a tribute to Emma's ex, I bought 5 (you hear that guys? FIVE) grease laden potato balls, cause I'm rich biatch. Emma, you want one? You can have half. Saving the rest, yep.

Mr. Walter Whiskerpaws

Sometimes I miss Wally.