Please send me a job so I can start buying pretty, badass things again.  ::Le sigh:: uno // due // tre // quattro // cinque // sei // sette // otto // nove // dieci Nasty Gal is a splendid site I've been spying with my little eye for a while.  In addition to their new stuff that reminds me off what Metropark would be if there ever was a time before it sold out, they have a fantastic selection of vintage goodies.  ...

This is weird.  But I like it. My mother, God bless her heart, is on some super devout Christian shit.  Whoa, probably should not have cursed in that sentence, but hell, I don't look back!  Anywho, for whatever reason she fasts for a month at the beginning of every year.  I really couldn't tell you why.  The necessity of doing so may be discussed in a chapter of the Bible I neglected to study (see: all of them) or a missed episode of the 700 Club.  For the first week...

Sometimes I feel the only thing holding me to this earth are my magnetic shoes to these metallic streets.   In my head I float; in my dreams I soar; in this world I shuffle.  My music and my feet to the beat.  The chaotic bass beats to the nonsensical lyrics that tunnel its way through my earphon...

I mean, you know, just in case anyone is into Gossip Girl.  Like me, me, me! [Image via Photobuck...

I wrote this for Mr. Condesending's contest.  Everyone should follow his blog and submit something your own.  There's a little writer in all of us.  Mine just happens to be a tad smutty sensual at times.   EDIT: Sorry, my lovelys.  Looks like the author of each piece should be some what anonymous.  I'll re-post once the competition is over.  ;) ------In other news, I was published. Tee hee.  I submitted that after trying to update my "about me" to something...

Uno.  Snow is so much prettier to look at than to be in. Due. Watermelons are really big fruits. Like, it's legitimately intimidating. Tre.  Is it obsessive behavior to fantasize about someone you've only met once? Quattro.  Do you think infants cry when they're in the womb and we just don't hear it? Cinque:  Meh.  Alexa Chung is so lame. Sei: The only time it is appropriate to use the term "classy" is when you're trying to emphasize how something is not. </randomness> [Image...

The newest additions to my inspiration wall:   I have a thing for fashion photography.  Some may say it's not "real" art.  I may say, omg nobody even asked youuuu.  [Images via Google Image...

I heard this pretty epic mashup on the radio the other day and almost had a cow when I was able to find it on Youtube: Tres impressive.  Learn more about DJ Earworm here....

Anybody who knows me knows I fucking love New Year's Eve because I fucking love to party.  And that night is the only night everyone is partying at the same time for the same reason.  The energy in the air is amazing.  But enough gushing about NYC. My evening was... eventful.  It involved an aborted search and rescue mission for one of my girls constantly on the search for more kicks; a tag team mission involving taking turns doing toilet duty, pulling back the hair of two...

Blogger never posts my posts in the order I want them to appear in.  I've tried numerous techniques; drafting first and posting in different, various arrangements, positive thinking, etc.  But this shit is about as agreeable as my stomach the morning after a night of contributing to the depletion of a handle of Svedka.  Anywho, my point is this post should be on the top as it is the first in a series of holiday related posts.  If it's not, blame Blogger.  ...Or me. ...