Sunday, May 13, 2012
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Bucky Gossard (Buckles the dog) likes to hot box under blankets and then kill you with the stench when you shift and the gas seeps out. Others like to do it on a first date. And not even crack a window to throw you a bone. True story. This happened to me. I mean, I would have at least liked to have teased him but with NO indication that a sense of humor existed, I didn't dare go into uncharted territory. So instead, we both pretended that it didn't happen and I damn near suffocated. And it did not smell good. It smelled like something died.
Adventures in dating.
Friday, May 11, 2012
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
So here you have it, folks. My absolute favorite from the night I think might have to be Ginnifer Goodwin. Kudos to Monique L. Makes me want to overdose on Vitamin C but not in a bad way.
Dianna Agron is pure perfection. The dress, the hair, the face. Well the face is hers. But it's pretty.
And Julia's niece. Emma.
Tom and Gisele.
And I really dig Rihanna's dress. It's plain and safe (for her at least) but the texture is refreshing and I feel like it's a different look for RiRi. Plain and safe isn't what the Met Gala is about (just ask SJP- see below).
Katharine McPhee is flawless. And she also is a dead ringer for Mary Louise Parker here. No?
And then there's Beyonce.
Bella Swan. She will always and only be Bella Swan. That get-up. Nope. No. Uh-uh. Negative.
Just no. To everything. It's a jagged crossword puzzle paired with AC Slater's leather jacket-turned skirt circa 1991. And some shoes she borrowed from Diane Keaton. At least she took some time to do her hair! *
And Rachel Zoe. I like the dress and love the accessories (true). And she is the look of health and nourishment (false)!
And Carrie Bradshaw showed up in a dress made out of my Grandma's curtains. And not my stylish Grandma. The other one.
And just in case you forgot about Mr. and Mrs. Perfect. Here is a reminder to send you on your way.
I was shopping with Patrick last week and was at Haberdash in River North and saw these little business cards. For $10, you can have these on hands to really tell people how you feel. Did someone park you in and you can't even Austin Powers your way out? Slip this card onto the windshield. No explanation necessary.
I'm feeling a little salty today, can you tell?
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
And I want to wear it all summer long. In Miami. And I don't want to have to take it off. Ever.
Monday, May 7, 2012
It's been a nightmare. I haven't been able to sleep in my bed since then. It's been a lot of getting out of dodge, couch sleeping, staying at friends' places as well as going out and seeking out a rando to go home with just to have a place to lay my head. Kidding. Or am I?
I am opening a bottle of Veuve when this is all said and done and I have a home again.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Friday, March 2, 2012
Monday, February 27, 2012
- Chris Rock can do no wrong in my book. He could tell me a knock knock joke and forget to tell me the punch line and I would still laugh at it.
- What on earth was going on with the audio? Subtle auto-tune? Do I have super-sensitive dog-like hearing?
- I'm in love with Emma Stone. Note: NOT in love with what she wore but I'm in love with her.
She said it best herself, it was her "Jackie O moment". I can't even make any Goop jokes without feeling 200% disrespectful right now, that's how major her look was. Tom Ford, pat yourself on the back you little whippersnapper and treat yourself to an expensive glass of Scotch. You done good, boy.