Bestie Brides

My close friend RdR keeps a wonderful blog that she created to help organize her wedding. Once she got into the planning spirit she started to post her ideas for her best friend's hypothetical weddings. Well to keep this tradition alive I'll throw in some of my own suggestions for our friends.

This Bestie Bride is dedicated to Coco.

Coco is freaking awesome. She's the first to throw costume parties and the first to save the fish. What more could you ask for in this bridal outfit?
But RdR made a good point, "how will her very regal mother approve?"
I say, "who cares?! we'll tell her she's being traditional. It's something new and blue."
RdR: "wow. you're very convincing."
me: "I've got it worked out."

I bacon your pardon?

H1N1 aka Swine flu has been giving pigs a bad rep, but as the saying goes, "there's no such thing as bad press." So with that has anyone else noticed a general interest in bacon lately? I see it popping up everywhere outside our breakfast plates: my earlier blog post (remember the briefcase and business cards?), desserts, SOAPS! yes soaps. just take a looksie...


yes, that's right bacon jam

oink oink


vosges' sweet and savory treat for you porkers.



all this and MORE found at perpetual kid

I rooted most of this stuff from my favorite masculine blog. Thanks for these bacontastic finds.

quote of the day

13Oct09:
he said, "hahahhahahaha".
i might be exaggerating. he said, "hahahhaha".

5Oct09:
yes pregnanacy f's you up, yo.
i would know - i took health class in high school.

duggars annoy the ever living day out of me.

except i like how self-sufficient the dugs are; they built their own house like society never developed into the machine age.

chat time:
me: btw i think im getting carpal tunnel
Pal: oh no
me: yeah, right hand
Pal: there's this commercial that plays on tv all the time. it's for "the brown center" and this guy will fix your carpal tunnel for you. features him and his wife and like 16 children
me: ew, she has carpal tunnel in the vag and his ween is bent out of shape and achy it's on it's way to carpal
Pal: yeah that's what i think about every time i see that commerical--her vagina is definitely like throwing a hot dog down a hallway
me: that's the image i have of the duggars. i am constantly offended by them
im offended by her hair, his name, their kids, their lack of imagination, their version of proselytizing...
me: if you're going to have that many kids, a colony, name them like Cap'n Cool or fishface or name them like how they look
Pal: fishface! that's from judy bloom that brought me back to 5th grade
me: he was born with a pointy blue face, so im calling him ice arrow
Pal: HAHAH that's a SWEET name--ice arrow. omg i'm totally stealing it. my first born-- Ice Arrow.

the office

this steel desk with an antique finish is so cool. why can't i just have everything i want?

i have problems

i am experiencing sheer terror about being a broke student again. (i am working on getting into grad school at the moment) i've tasted the treats from what a good paycheck will get me and sadly i don't know how i will be able to handle life without my instant gratifications. ughhhh.
i have a few new items on my MUST HAVE list:

1. an old school bodysuit shirt c. 1990

2. a bustier style top

3. some excellent earrings featuring a subway tag scene (yeah im a little bit street)

4. a rockin' ring

5. monocle necklace. and maybe add a skeleton key:


the following gchat conversation sums up my most recent confession pretty well:

me: i called mike up and was like, "im the kind of girl who breaks clothes while trying them on and lies about it and then makes the sales girl find me a perfect one in another store... wanna date me still?"

bosa: OMG> and he said marry me!

me: ahhaha right?! he sort of didn't care. what fun is that?! i thought it was hilarious and he was on the train and embarrassed bc other ppl can hear him talk...
and i said, "you're like a kid getting dropped off in the front of school and your mom is making you kiss her goodbye".

poor boyfriend. he has to put up with me.

more stuff i want

i don't know how to cook, but i know how to look. they rhyme, they must be one in the same:

Crib Candy


edison chandelier at pottery barn