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Just watched The Hills; may have the clap.

Jun
15th
2010

Whoa guys. WHOA, I say. The last twenty-something minutes of my life have been ripped from my fingertips and doused in self-tanner by a gaggle of big booby hoes. I just watched my first episode of The Hills in 3 years and let me tell you, it was quite the experience.

I know… honestly, what could I have possibly been doing in my life that was sooooo much more important than keeping up with this golden nugget of reality goodness!?

(I winced/shuddered my way through the entire thing.)

Anyway, a little bit has changed since my last visit with these wonderful people and to be perfectly honest, those changes freaking terrify me.

Exhibit A:  Spencer and his crystals

Exhibit B: Heidi, with her — well, we all know by now.

Exhibit C: No Lauren

Exhibit C: Ryan Cabrera?!? What are you doing here?

I have to admit, I used to want to possibly marry him one day. That was before the Criss Angel makeover. Moving on.

It only took me a few minutes of watching the show to realize what the biggest and most horrific change was…

Kristen.

You know what I noticed? Kristin Cavallari is freaking TERRIFYING. The chick was on the screen for about 45 seconds before she yelled in some girl’s face and proclaimed herself a bitch. Then it went to commercial and they showed a clip from next week where Kristen screams at another girl and says, “DON’T TOUCH ME!!”  I’m sorry, but that’s shady behavior. That sort of thing would make me cry actual tears if I ever came in contact with it. Then I’d proceed to bathe in antibacterial because let’s be real, we don’t know where this chick has been.

Also, I haven’t actually heard her voice since Laguna Beach when she was like 17, but I will say that I never thought simultaneously sounding like an 80-year old chain smoker AND a valley girl was possible. The girl pulls it off though.

Well, Hills. That was eye-opening. Let’s try it again next week, as long as Kirsten promises not to make me cry or give me the clap.

Be sure to check out oh hay, it’s kk and read her hilarious “I watch The Hills so you don’t have to” recap posts. She’s a riot.

A Few Little Thrifty Finds

Jun
11th
2010

A couple weeks ago, my friend Natali and I went to downtown Fresno to visit the old thrift shops. I didn’t go into it thinking I would find anything other than maybe a little bowl or something (I have an ungodly obsession with cute bowls), but I was actually super surprised with some of the things I was able to find…

Natali pointed this cute little dress out and I was all, GIMME! and practically snatched it out of her precious little hands (sorry, Nat). It’s seafoam green with polka dots and has the perfect neckline for wearing to work. I don’t show my boobs at the office, so this is particularly pleasing to my prudish side (ha). I am in love. Oh, and I paid a whole $3 for it.

This little brooch is adorable, but I made it into a ring with a little hot glue. I’m all about yellow right now, so that rose drew me in like a zombie to some brains.  I think I’m going to start searching for pretty old brooches and things to convert into jewelry because HELLO? I’m all about being cheap and easy — wait. I said that wrong. You know what I mean.

I’m one happy girl right now.

An Urgent Hair Color Update

Jun
08th
2010

I should be shanked for even allowing this thought to take hold in my brain, but I kind of want the hair color Snooki has in this photo:

Is it so wrong? DON’T HURT ME!

Edit:

(To be clear for those who have never seen Jersey Shore, Snooki is the little trollish brunette on the right, who is quite notorious for being the loud, ridiculous girl no one wants to look like. Do you see my dilemma now?)

DIY Billy Buttons

May
30th
2010

These little flowers are so adorable, it kills me.

I can’t remember where I first saw them, but it’s been quite a while since they’ve been on my GIMME list. The only thing is, I’ve never seen them for sale anywhere in my town and I don’t really feel like spending a crap ton on them online… they’re freaking expensive!

Lucky me, as I was making my weekly craft store run I happened upon some little bags of little yellow ball things that look pretty similar. My sister in law was with me and I’m pretty sure she thought I was a mental case by the way I snatched them from the display, said MINE! and started petting them. (only slightly kidding.)

They didn’t have any stems, so I used some wooden skewers and improvised.

Not bad for $3, right? My night stand is much more cheery now.

You can find them at Joann’s… that is, unless you live here in Fresno where I already bought them all… MINE!

Bloggers in Sin City Recap (I’ll try not to annoy you with inside jokes, but no promises.)

May
25th
2010

I’ll try to keep this short and sweet because if I didn’t get to go to Vegas with a group of 69 bloggers and still had to read about all the shenanigans, I’d have epic sad clown face. I’d also be checking the #BiSC feed on Twitter and be all, “I WANT TO JUMP IN FOUNTAINS TOO!! OR MAYBE NOT BECAUSE DON’T YOU KNOW THAT HOMELESS GUYS PEE IN THEM AND NOW YOU HAVE CHLAMYDIA ON YOUR FEET?? I’M NOT SURE IF THAT’S THE RIGHT DISEASE OR HOW EXACTLY THAT WOULD HAPPEN, BUT STILL.”

(Photo via Katelin)

I only say that because that was totally me last year (then again, I’m dramatic and you might be one of the people who is annoyed from reading all our updates, and that’s okay too. Please come next year! WE MISSED YOU LIKE WHOA!)

I will be honest and say I was terrified of going to Vegas because I had never been before this weekend and I heard there is a lot of aggressive boob showing going on and I don’t cope well with boobs in public. What can I say?

Thankfully, Steph Corwin convinced me to do it.

I avoided public boobs, but did see some random drunk fellow fist pumping across the entire length of a giant pool to a new lady friend he had spotted. It was a Nicholas Sparks movie in the making. We also witnessed gaggles of d-bags, but had the perk of being surrounded by a team of highly trained d-bag deflectors at all times.

(Kori, Amanda, Nico, Amy, Ev’Yan, Kerri, Andrea and some random person who seriously needs to stop tanning – photo via Ali)

We had a hugely awesome blogger dance party at a place called Diablo, where Amy coined my favorite phrase of the weekend, TAKE ME TO THE DEVIL. We ate at the ‘Geriatric Cafe’ with all the old people more times than I’m willing to admit. And I was actually able to jump in a fountain, but was later told by security that homeless guys really do pee in there. This made us all pukey and slightly terrified that we actually contracted chlamydia somehow. See how scarred Kerri is about that fact?

(Photo via Ali)

I had the most amazing time with all my new friends and absolutely can’t wait to see them all again. Super cheesy and cliché, but absolutely true. I love them all and play ballads on my tiny air guitar in remembrance of our awesome weekend.

* grabs invisible suspenders * Hi guyssth!

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