Let the wild rumpus start!

For years I've hated having a small bedroom. I felt trapped by the confines of four walls far too close in proximity, and smothered by an overflowing closet and too much furniture. I know what you're thinking; you poor thing! What's a girl to do?

Well build a fort of course!

Small spaces are the best landscape for the sweetest forts, and after seeing this posting (forts! forts! forts!) on booooooom.com for a fort building contest I was completely inspired. The idea is to take note from Max in Where the Wild Things Are and build that quintessential private place that is a perfect personal getaway. 

I particularly like Spencer Kalender's. No fuss, nothing fancy, just straight up good fortin'. And who knows what could be inside!!??

Lately I've been so stressed out about upcoming post grad/general life plans, but not today. I don't want to grow up! I don't want to edit my resume! I don't want to think about how broke I'm going to be after I graduate! I want to build a fort! Today is fort building day!

..... just don't tell my mom, k?

the face of domesticity

Because I'm sure when Lourdes comes home from her bi-weekly eyebrow wax this is what's greeting her in the kitchen, right?? Right.

Seriously though. Since the demise of her fingerless gloves and romps in the bedroom with Vanilla Ice, I generally don't consider myself to be a huge Madonna fan, but, I love these shots. Taken for the spring 2010 Dolce and Gabbana campain and shot by Steven Klein I just came across them again after seeing it about a month ago... felt the need to whip out the ol' scanner.

new years sux

I don't like that much about New Years. It kind of seems like any other night to me except that the next day it's another year... which isn't that exciting and certainly doesn't seem like something to celebrate.

I do like this stuff though:

• Happy New Year Charlie Brown
• HGTV's Sarah Richardson marathons
• VH1's Flavour of Love marathon
  
• How cool I look poppin' champagne
• Kissing
  
• Who What Wear's Style awards
• Style.com countdowns

I guess if I'm going to take anything away from this stupid holiday, it should be how much I love Peppermint Patty. Aside from the fact that she's a bit of an air head (anyone remember when she didn't know that snoopy was a dog and referred to him as the funny looking kid with the big nose?), she is seriously cool (she always has a candy cigarette up her sleeve and can throw a good party). Additionally, this is a chick who goes after what she wants (Charlie Brown, in particular), she always stands up for herself and will always have your back.

While I might not start wearing sandals year-round, I am going to aspire to be a bit more like Peppermint Patty in 2010. New years resolution: resolved.

"Happiness is a warm puppy, and a B+, and good friends."
-Peppermint Patty

gettin' nasty

Don't get me wrong, Scott Schuman is my boy. His updates always (always) bring a smile to my face, and drive me to the edge of absolute sartoriaLUST. In fact, it is with great thanks to him that I have recently redirected my love and affection to a new blogger/street style photographer. After recently buying Schuman's book and spending hours flipping through the pages, putting post-its on my faves, and googling the few subjects he chose to discuss, I found Sophie Arancio.

She makes me wish i hadn't dropped french after grade ten... or had at least paid attention up until that point. The blog http://www.nast-magazine.fr/ is entirely en français, but that hardly matters. It's simply a reminder that regardless of diction, discourse or dialect, fashion has the ability to transcend so many boundaries: particularly language.

love her love it loveyaaaaaa

word, tupac.

A Serious Banger

I am a self proclaimed anti-marriage, wedding loving gal.

While I do not necessarily see myself getting married, I'm not entirely apposed to the idea of this social institution. The decision for a man and a woman to establish themselves, and to live as husband and wife by legal commitment, a religious ceremony, etc, is great if that's what you're into... just not really for me. I'm more into the fun stuff that goes along with the wedding process.

Thanks to TLC, I've been known to spend hours at a time agonizing over whether or not the gang at Kleinfeld's will be able to make that bride-to-be say YES to the dress.  And if making fake registries at Tiffany's, Crate and Barrel and William Sanoma is a crime, then lock me up and throw away the key.

Lately I've been really hooked on wedding blogs, particularly Max Wanger.  Instead of the posed, fake and cliché wedding/engagement pictures you normally see, his pictures are so real and beautiful and make me want to jump into my computer screen and hug these couples who are so in love, and are generally really good looking in an indie and alternative kind of way.

Take a look for yourself. I dare you to look at these pictures and NOT smile.

http://www.maxwanger.com/  or http://www.maxwangerblog.com/

A girl's gotta eat

Have you ever ordered your bacon double cheese burger (with extra cheese and big mac sauce with a supersized coke and fries) and stopped to consider asking if they would stick your entire burger in the deep fryer?

Have you ever combined all the leftovers in your fridge to make something spectacular? Leftover turkey, flank steak, mashed potatoes, stuffing, gravy, cranberry sauce, grilled vegetables, cole slaw, apple pie, pumpkin pie, and corn all together on a foot long bun? Thanksgiving may have just ended but it looks like Christmas came early this year!

If either of these scenarios sound at all familiar to you then prepare for a coronary (or some major inspiration depending on how sick/similar to me you are)

this is why youre fat  <----- click that, fatty!

jammin' out

Some great and wonderful things to say about this site. Not only does it provide tons of wasted time and lots of amusement... it also puts up quite a great front.

now don't pretend you don't know what i'm talking about. how often do you walk by someone in the library and roll your eyes when you see them looking at perezhilton or checking their facebook instead of doing what (you judgmentally think and know) they should be doing?

yeah, that's right... ALL THE FREAKING TIME

now don't pretend you don't know what i'm talking about. how often to you try out different angles; tilting your screen up and down, try to find a secluded area or cubicle in a library so that someone doesn't walk by and roll their eyes when they see you looking at perezhilton or checking your facebook book instead of doing what (they judgmentally think and know) you should be doing.

yeah, that's right... ALL THE FREAKING TIME

aite so here's the deal. GraphJam, albeit not the most amazing website eva, has its really great moments. plus it's FULL OF GRAPHS so when you take a study break and peruse it no one will judge you. if anything they'll think you're super smart and are looking up statistical information on the world wide web.

judging a book by its cover

I'm one of those people who will always have a stack of books beside her bed: one that is currently being read, and one or two on standby. I'm also a girl who absolutely does not like to have anything ugly in her room. This goes for clothes, furniture, people, bedding, art, flippy (my bedtime dolphin pal), and if I can avoid it... books.

How many times have you picked up or bought a book because the cover was just sooo precious? and in turn, how many times have you just KNOWN that a book was going to be awful because of it's drab and boring cover? i know, these struggles we deal with in life are tough.

Anyways...look no further my judgemental friends. if aesthetically appealing book covers meet your approval as much as they meet mine, puh-leeze take a lookie at what I have to show you.

regardless of whether or not the visual appearance of the books is a true reflection of the quality of literature that's inside, the book cover archive totally rules.

Peach schnapps. Babes love it.

No boy will ever compare to Trip Fontaine. And I will never ever compare to Lux.... which is probably a good thing because she is a self loathing slut with major family problems. And she kills herself at the end of the movie.

Trip, you are a stone fox.