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Louboutin Mafia

Her: High heels are oppressive.
Me: ...have you ever worn heels?
Her: No.

High heels do things to me.
When I see them my heart rate increases.
My basal temperature rises.
I cross a store like a zombie seeing a limping lamb.
When I put them on I can fight crime and save kittens.
Don't buy me roses.
Buy me Louboutin's, baby.



Pastiche, not pistachio

You and I: the perfect parody of broken people colliding in the dark feeling each other's faces for a clue. 

Me: You are a pastiche of my loves 
Her(bad hearing): Yes! They ARE salty!

The season of light hearted banter and confusion. 
Some things you can not change.

Shhhhhhhhhh

Stuff no one wants to hear about on a date:

1. Your ex.
Seriously stop. No. No! Shhhhhhh

2. Your diet/dietary restrictions/ allergies/ mono-diet-only-eat -plants-from-the-moon yada yada yada

3. Your cat/dog. 
Sorry, no one gives a damn about Whiskers. I actually used to use this to get rid of men like 3 years ago. The proof, is in the pudding. 

Lesbian penpal

So, I have a lesbian penpal.
Remember when you used to do that? And use actual stamps?
Well, we send each other videos of our dogs and stuff.
We met through my blog a few months ago. 
Once she sent me videos from her closet where she was building Ikea furniture for her roommate haha
And she paints/does art so she shows me what she is working on.
I once helped her choose a duvet cover. 
Now that I am typing this I notice I probably talk with her the most other than non-related people. 
haha

It's awesome.
Can't wait to meet her in LA soon!

Kissing mermaids

I let her in and kick off my flip flops
Her: Wow your hair is so curly
Me: I was dancing in the rain
She kisses me
Her: You look like a mermaid

8:23am

Monday: 8:23am
Just enough time to drive to work(7 minutes)
keys-yes
apple-yes
phone-yes
I push the door open and sunlight burns my not-nearly-caffeinated-enough retinas.
car
Um. where is my car. WHERE is my car?!?!