I don't wanna. My boyfriend convinced me that this was a good idea. That I eat too many candies and other bad things and I need to wash them out of my system. I was initially into the idea until I took the shopping list to the grocery store. No milk, cheese, bread or wine for 12 days. Oh and the worst part....no tea. No frickin' tea?! I drink 2-4 cups of it a day! I bumped into a few people at the grocery store and muttered some rude things under my breath as I tried to stick to the list of naughty and nice foods. Anyways, its Champagne and Oysters for me tonight and herbal detox in the morning. Happy 2009 everyone!!!! xoxoxo
I just had some amazing business cards made by Mamacoke.com ! Paper or plastic? PLASTIC!! Hot pink please!! A powerful laser machine etched my design into flourescent pink acrylic. I also had hangtags made for my upcoming collection.
You know.... my friends can attest how crazy I am about my pooch but this is just too much. I'm all for a t-shirt or mug adorned with a cute westie pic but anything associated with my rear quarters? No, I don't think so. That being said I did treat myself to a tote bag and pin with this image! It is my birthday after all.
Doesn't Blizzak sound like ebonics for a blizzard? I was thinking this the other days as I was slowly making my way through the heavy snowfall. It would make a great name for a rapper from the north. Blizzak's rhymes are so hot they melt like fresh yellow snow.
I spent much of yesterday afternoon looking around at various style blogs and fashion sites. As I was doing so I came across an amazing site displaying vintage dresses from several decades. The Frock had so many beautiful dresses it made me consider trading in my tuition for one of them.
I mean look at this one here! Yipes! Anyone want to marry me so I can wear this gem? Bows and white silk......oh my.
I'm not much for "oh I wish I was that person...." or "if only I could be more like that person....". I'm perfectly happy being me. I recognize my flaws. Some I wish to improve upon and others I embrace as part of me.
But....if I were to be anyone or possess someone else's attributes I suppose I would jump back into the 1976 body of Ann Wilson (when she wasn't so bloated). Or better yet I would be me except that I could have her voice. I kind of just want to have a tight leather pant suit, long feathery hair and the chance to jump on stage and sing Magic Man.
I guess at the very least I would love to be able to get up at Karaoke and kill that song. Unfortunately, I can't hold a tune so I'm relegated to tuning the Zipcar radio to the classic rock station and pray that they might decide to spin this song. Sigh.