here comes the baby with the stupid name.

breaking dawn part one.
uh, uh, uh! dry humps. excited.
release date: November 2011.
date with jols?

sitting right next to my gate.

a sad story.

i recently switched to herbal essences and have discovered that I do not have a clit on the top of my head... but holy shit does that stuff make your hair smell great. PINK!

nailed it.

the black label collection

Um, you should see my face right now (tears falling)… I’m all choked up over these gorgeous pieces of artwork. That’s right, Gianmarco Lorenzi heels are fucking amazing, stunning, unique and unfortunately extremely pricey... but that's just another trait about a work of art that leaves you speechless!

my all time favourite designer

jenny packham

absolutely everything that she designs infects me with pure unadulterated ecstasy immediately followed by the longing to buy it and put it in my closet.

it's time for shade

my beautiful and totally perfect modelesque girlfriend, Azra, showed up during my shift yesterday sporting the most awesome pair of bvlgari sunglasses. i doted over them for awhile before i was informed that they were a gift from her fabulous heart throb of a boyfriend.

it reminded me of how badly i needed a pair of bvlgari sunglasses so i took a fifteen and did a little internet shopping and am now waiting patiently for a cobalt pair similar to the pair you see above to arrive.

bvlgari sunglasses range from: $250. to $1200.-

current financial status: broke.

and i quote...

okay, so from time to time i am going to write about my beautiful and talented 11 year old god-daughter kennedy and her hilarious out of the blue comments.

shall we being here? i dare say we shall.

[setup: kennedy enters the living room holding a teen bop/pop/whatever page photo of 'the biebs' ripped down the side with several amounts of scotch tape dangling off the corners.]

me: what are you doin?
kennedy: mom is making me clean my room for my birthday sleep over and im taking down some old pictures.

[lull in conversation while she re-examines said picture.]

kennedy: im gonna go put this one back up though because he really likes to watch me change.
me: hmmm.


later that night i posted a picture of keanu reeves in my bedroom. it made me so uncomfortable everytime i dropped my drawers that it lasted all of three days before i moved it to the wall at the back of my closet.

the end.

16 more sleeps.

care for a little true blood?
catch the season 4 premiere on HBO canada june 26th at 9pm.

so great. i laugh everytime.

the momoa file.

i'm infatuated with these two.

bleasdale cabernet sauvignon

marvelous cherry undertones with a hint of dubonnet.
reasonably priced.

i hate dishes.

a retrodorable idea for your kitchen in three simple steps.

1. find an old fashion glass bottle. think vintage pop bottles.

2. fill it with the color dish soap of your choice.

3. slam a liquor bottle pour spout on the top.

BOME! done. adorable & affordable.

I've been dispensing my dish soap like this for as long as i can remember. i love vintage so the contrast of the teal soap behind the red label on the bottle in my kitchen just does it for me, but you could do what my girl natalie does and opt to load a vintage orange crush bottle with orange dish soap... creative freedom, folks. honestly, there is no wrong here.

use assorted vintage wine bottles for your detergents, cleaning products & bath soaps.