Now, this pisses me off. How come we didn’t get the colorful Sesame Street Google for the 40th Anniversary? All I saw were Big Bird’s bitch ass feet. This looks way more fun. I want to move to Latin America, if only for their fearless use of color*
*One of my sister’s best friends (who is Mexican) recently got married. Her colors were coral, guacamole, and silver. Swear-z-bears.
Dear whoever you are in Virginia,
Show yourself. Leave a comment (I learned css to enable them, the least you can do is use the feature). Search for something specific in my blog. OOH good idea: Search for YOUR NAME in my blog. Nothing will come up probably cause I have no idea who you are so I wouldn’t write about you except maybe in the most vague of terms, but then I’d know who you are and this wouldn’t be such an awkward situation. Seasons greetings.
Holla,
R.R., esq.
A professional cheerleader gets a flu shot, triggering a neurological disorder called dystonia. A chance of one in one million, the disorder renders her unable to walk normally. The effects of the disorder subside only when she either runs or walks backwards.
I am NEVER getting a flu shot.
Holy Effing S. Thank goodness I got my Swine over with the natural way. You know, contraction and almost dying this summer and such. This is painful to watch.
Upon encouragement from friends, I made a “murder room” in my sim’s house.
First up was Patrick Bateman. He got a weight lifting machine but was in no mood to “pump iron” when his main concerns became yelling, motioning frantically, flailing his hands, and peeing the floor.
Now he haunts my house.
*Notice the Grim Reaper on the right.
Whose laser picture is that in the background?
I got a “phone call” from Shopbop! You don’t just get a phone call from Shopbop.
![Dear Ricky Gervais,
Please stop whoring yourself out to the American public. I like you. You’re an insanely hilarious man who doesn’t need to “hop over the pond” to increase your likability. Misinformed talent agents have a longstanding tradition of trying to integrate British entertainment canons into popular US culture, without first consulting us. There have been some hits, cable doppelgangers such as your [original] Office, What Not To Wear, Dancing With The Stars, Big Brother, etc.- we’ve taken lots. But there have also been some misses, Hugh Grant (the awkward thing only works in your 30s, not when you’re mid 40s pretending to be in your mid 20s), Weakest Link (we like to understand our bitch outs, thank you), the Beckhams (too self important and not really important) and Alexa Chung (ewwww, just ewwww). And my life is no better having seen Helen Mirren’s 60+ year old body in a bathing suit as tabloid fodder. Those who are current already know about you, those that don’t (the Jeff Foxworthy crowd*) probably won’t be swayed by a second rate rom-com with Jennifer Garner as the love interest. Remain overseas so that us brit culture snobs can still consider you an exotic entity that only the cool kids know about. If not, you’ll just peg yourself as an understated, fatter Jack Black with bad hair and god-awful teeth.
Hearts,
R.R., esq.
*No offense to Jeff Foxworthy. Ok, some offense- you’re not funny.](http://2.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqslcgdF291qzsjjoo1_250.jpg)
Dear Ricky Gervais,
Please stop whoring yourself out to the American public. I like you. You’re an insanely hilarious man who doesn’t need to “hop over the pond” to increase your likability. Misinformed talent agents have a longstanding tradition of trying to integrate British entertainment canons into popular US culture, without first consulting us. There have been some hits, cable doppelgangers such as your [original] Office, What Not To Wear, Dancing With The Stars, Big Brother, etc.- we’ve taken lots. But there have also been some misses, Hugh Grant (the awkward thing only works in your 30s, not when you’re mid 40s pretending to be in your mid 20s), Weakest Link (we like to understand our bitch outs, thank you), the Beckhams (too self important and not really important) and Alexa Chung (ewwww, just ewwww). And my life is no better having seen Helen Mirren’s 60+ year old body in a bathing suit as tabloid fodder. Those who are current already know about you, those that don’t (the Jeff Foxworthy crowd*) probably won’t be swayed by a second rate rom-com with Jennifer Garner as the love interest. Remain overseas so that us brit culture snobs can still consider you an exotic entity that only the cool kids know about. If not, you’ll just peg yourself as an understated, fatter Jack Black with bad hair and god-awful teeth.
Hearts,
R.R., esq.
*No offense to Jeff Foxworthy. Ok, some offense- you’re not funny.
This is my sister’s handwriting exactly. It really freaks me out to see it on merchandise (usually children’s related). I’ll have her do a writing sample tonight to compare.
via: sidewalkbagatelle
So with the impending arrival of my dress form and yesterday’s creation of my company logo, (along with daily evil glares from the Parsons degree on my mantel) I realized that I’m gonna be doing this fashion thing full-time. I’m too lazy for 2 blogs, so this one will (sometimes) serve the purpose that its name indicates. This means less snark and sass (sadly), and more design related shizz, like the snazzy Balmain number in the picture. Balmain is definitely in my top 10 lines and one of the only places I would consider working (if beggars could be choosers, and if I lived in France.) Any of Christophe Decarnin’s people: if are reading and you need a freelance designer that has been known to bedazzle the shit out of anything just like you, or if you just want to send me a free t-shirt like the one in the picture, you know where to find me.
