Happy Halloween, meow!

Happy Halloween!  We had a quiet Halloween around these parts.  The husband had to do something after work this afternoon.  Therefore, I was left alone to give out candy.  Obviously, I turned into the Halloween Grinch and made an executive decision to NOT participate this year (Ahhhh!).  I know, I know, it is just terrible.

There is always next year friends.  My Halloween consisted of wearing my Bat Kitten shirt, eating broccoli, and watching The Adams Family.  Watch out Party Boy, I am coming for ya!  Totally kidding.  I can barely keep my eyes open right now.  This getting old thing is for the birds.

I think it is safe to say that your Halloween was probably more exciting than mine.  Ziggy is sleeping, Felipe is passed out beside me, and I am looking forward to falling into my bed.  Good night, eat a Reese's for me, and have a Happy Halloween.

xx

Because the back is just as awesome as the front, duh!

Puppy Tales.

"My goal in life is to be as good of a person as my dog thinks I am."

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Can you think of a better way to start a Wednesday than with a cute puppy face?  Heck no!  When I see these I realize why the Ziggle Man has gotten away with doing such naughty things.  Look at that face!  How can you yell at that face?  How?  How I ask you? 

You ate my favorite shoes?  Okay.  You peed in Felipe's converses?  No big deal.  You run around with my sock in your mouth?  I forgive you.  You peed underneath the dining room table? They have clorox for that.  I open the door and you run away?  I guess I needed the exercise.  

Doggies are special like that; they can create havoc and yet you could never imagine your life without them.

Happy Wednesday!

Take me out to Sea?

"Sometimes she missed people before they even left her, got depressed about a vacation being over before it started." 

Jennifer Close

Ask anyone and they will tell you the exact same thing; I am not a fan of cruises.  Out in the middle of the ocean on a ship?  No thank you!  Not for this girl.  Listen, I get it, there are some cruise fanatics.  I for one prefer to be on land.  Is that such a crime?  Which bugs the living crap out of my husband; he is a cruiser.  Don't knock it till you try it?  Been there, done that, I have the t-shirt to prove it.  Dude, still not a fan.

A friend of mine just came back from having the time of her life; on a cruise.  It made me think back to that time I went on a cruise with Felipe.  You know, back in 2009.  I realized that it actually wasn't so bad.  Honestly, it was one of the best times of my life. Well, the parts that I was standing my pretty little feet on solid ground (the Lido deck does not count).  Renting a scooter to drive all around Key West.  Renting a car to drive all around Cozumel, Mexico.  In the words of my husband, "It was fantastic!".  I agree, I agree.

If I close my eyes I can almost feel the sun on my face, the wind on my back, and the smell of the ocean wafting in the breeze.  Oh, and let us not forget about the deliciousness that was the chilly coconut water I was indulging in the photograph below. I guess cruises aren't so bad after all. 

Okay, I lied.  But for that boy I love?  Well, I guess I can make an exception.

xx

We Walk for A Cause.

2013 Making Strides Against Breast Cancer Walk

I am not an early riser.  Not in the slightest.  Today, on a Saturday, no less, I woke up at 6:45 in the morning to walk for a cause.  A mighty cause at that.  On this beautiful October day, T and I participated in the American Cancer Making Strides Against Breast Cancer Walk.  Man, what a feeling to be amidst a sea of pink.  Women, men, boys, and girls walked side-by-side to honor breast cancer survivors, raise awareness about steps we can take to reduce the risk of getting breast cancer, and raise money to help the American Cancer Society lead the fight against this disease with groundbreaking breast cancer research, information and support 24-7, and access to mammograms for women who need them.  Pretty freaking amazing, isn't it?  It is absolutely incredible what can be accomplished when we work together for a common cause.

You can read about the history of Making Strides against Breast Cancer here.

Below are photographs of the Walk in 2010.  Look at my short hair!  Enjoy your Saturday and wear some pink, won't ya?

I'm not a player; I just crush a lot.

Hello, lovers!  What better way to start one of the best days of the week than with a list of things I am currently crushin' on.  Precisely, there is no better way.  I find myself loving certain things a little more than usual some weeks.  I hope that you may find yourself loving these things as well.  And, if you ever have any suggestions on what I must have, should have, can't live without, do share.  Now enjoy!  

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1./ I have my friend to thank for this great find.  Bath and Body Works' Sweet Cinnamon Pumpkin is the best thing since sliced bread.  It doesn't really have a pumpkin scent to it, however, it is refreshing and yummy!  Every-single-night I put some on before going to bed.  Every-single-night my husband says the same thing, "Babe, you smell, so, so, so good."  He does this as he scoots closer to me to reach in for our last kiss goodnight.  And, it is currently on sale.  For $5.50 you should buy at least five; use them as stocking stuffers, your family and friends will love it.

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2./  I lied.  Remember when I said that I didn't "believe" in having favorites?  Well, Zoya's Neve nail polish has turned this girl into a believer.  This color is my favorite, hands down, scout's honor.  The photograph is pretty spot-on.  It is one of the most unbelievable shades of blue my eyes have ever seen.  I LOVE IT!  I may try to get away with wearing it every day until forever.  Zoya, my heart belongs to you.

3./ Let's be honest, text messages like these make the world go round.  I mean, seriously, you need a Krizia in your life as well.  Krizia, can I request really awesome texts like this every day?  Every week?  Every month?  At least I know someone reads my nonsense ;)

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4./ In case you forgot my birthday is next month.  And this watch is a must have.  Not only is this bad boy absolutely adorable, but 65% of the proceeds will go to Young Survival Coalition.  Young Survival Coalition is a nonprofit organization that provides education, support and outreach for young women with breast cancer.  Basically, this watch is the bomb diggity.  Not only will you be wearing one of the cutest watches made, you will also be supporting a pretty fab organization.  What more can you ask for?  You can find this little gem here.  Friends, I want that exact color and model.  You see, I am so not complicated.

5./  What is that you ask?  It is just one of the most amazing desserts in the continental United States, duh.  It is Kellog's Corn Flakes, Dulce de Leche ice cream, and honey.  Yes, heaven in your mouth.  Don't knock it till you try it.  I'm pretty sure my taste buds look forward to this concoction every evening.  It is beyond delicious.  Weird, sure.  Gross, never.  Fattening, maybe.  I say, "You can eat anything in moderation."  That is my story and I'm stickin' to it!

Have a Merry Weekend!

xx

The Great Debate.

"There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them." 

Sylvia Plath

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(Obviously, that is not my bathroom.  But damn, I wish it were.)

The greatest debate in our household is what water temperature constitutes a great shower.  No, seriously, the husband and I argue about this almost on a daily basis.  The only way in my humble opinion to take a proper shower is if the water is scalding.  Yes, you read that right, I like my showers to be hot and steamy.  Oh, you know, one step away from a first degree burn.  If the water doesn't turn my skin tomato red, well, it isn't for me.  That is just the way I roll.

My husband?  Well, he enjoys lukewarm water.  Actually, it is more room temperature water.  I-cannot-stand-that.  He on the other hand finds it perfectly suitable to get into the shower and turn it to almost cold.  Dude, ain't nobody got time fo'dat.  I want my showers to make me feel warm and cozy, not as though we are living without a water heater.  In 2005 after Wilma hit South Florida I went a week without a hot shower (I nearly died).  The thought of washing my hair in icy water made my entire body cringe.  I wanted to cry every time the thought of a shower came to mind.  That whole mind over matter?  Well, that shit didn't work.

Apparently, women prefer taking hotter showers.  Well, this is according to my husband who refuses to cite his source.  I don't believe anything unless there is proof, so, I went ahead and did my own research.  I asked my women friends.  And, surprisingly, the majority preferred to take skin burning showers.  Okay, husband, I'll give you this one.

Which is why I prefer to shower alone.  Saving water?  Apparently not in this house.  Just blame it on my husband who can't get with the program.  Sure, when we were newlyweds it was cute and adorable to take showers together.  We would compromise by starting off with room temperature water and slowly I would turn the knob little by little.   Eventually I'd get it to just the right temperature, epidermis melting.  Immediately my husband would scream something along the lines of, "Damn, that is hot woman!" and leave.  Mission accomplished.  Hey, if you can't handle the heat, get out of the shower!

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So, she's alive?

"Telling the truth to the wrong person at the wrong time is how I ended up where I did.  Take it from me, you're always better off with a really good lie."

Alison DiLaurentis

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Let me start off by saying that there has never been a show in the history of all the shows I've ever seen that makes me as mad, and aggravated as 'Pretty Little Liars'.  Ever.  Tonight's Halloween episode was no different.  Did I know I was going to be irritated?  Yes.  Did I watch it anyway?  You bet your socks I did!

Now the question in my mind is still, "IS ALISON DILAURENTIS STILL ALIVE?"  Because, come on now, how in the world did she get from Ravenswood to Rosewood so quickly, without a car.  I mean, for real.  Plus, is she really Ali?  Or could the whole 'twin' thing be an actual possibility?  Have you noticed all the weird twin references?  I have, and it creeps me the 'eff out.  Plus, who was the dead girl found in Alison's backyard, the dead girl at Alison's funeral?  Is this Ali's twin?  Is Ali actually dead and her twin is still alive?  Oh, how I am plagued with a case of the Whys!  Will these questions ever be answered?  Will they?  Will they?  Ugh!

Is Ezra -A?  Or is he just some crazy stalker who dated Alison?  It is all just so incredibly  confusing.  Is Aria -A?  Has she known all along about Ezra and Alison?  There were several moments tonight where I felt like throwing my cell phone at the television.  I mean, the part where Hannah is stuck in the phone booth and you see Alison's face and Ezra, what in the world was that, my friends?  Then all of a sudden poof! they are both gone.  Come on!

Thank you Pretty Little Liars for increasing my anxiety level to the highest it has been in months.  Thank you for dangling the truth in front of us and then just snatching it away.  Thank you for filling my mind with all these what ifs and whys and hows.  It was like having a great day, getting slapped back into reality, and told, "See you in January, bitches."  

And, that is that.  I would love to hear your theories!

xoxo

A Little Birthday Love.

"Birthday Soup is good to eat, but not as good as Birthday Cake."

Else Holmelund Minarik

If  it weren't for photographs we would never remember our first birthday.  Our first birthday.  An important birthday.  One can go as far to say that it is the most important birthday of our life.  That first year outside the mother's womb.  The very fact that we have survived through an entire year in this crazy, crazy world is something to be celebrated.  And celebrate we did.

Yesterday we celebrated the birthday of not one cute munchkin but two (I didn't get a picture with the birthday girl).  The munchkin in the photograph below is a year old.  365 days old!  Isn't he just the cutest, ever?  Look at that precious face.  Yesterday on a beautiful Sunday we celebrated this child's first year of life.  May he celebrate many, many, many more birthdays.  May each passing year of his life be even better than the last one.  

Yesterday we celebrated the beginning of a second year of life.  A second year to grow and learn.  A second year to become even more loved.  A second year to turn into the most adorable little man this world has ever seen.  Happy Birthday, sweet baby!

This beyond adorable baby boy belong to my friend L.  L makes beautiful babies, don't ya think? 

xoxo

Sunday Social ;)

Hello, lovers!  Sunday we are here again.  This week we have questions that are a little bit more personal, it seems.  Here goes nothing...
/1./ What do you value most in life? Honesty.  In my world, honesty is always the best policy, always.  There is never a situation that merits a lie.  At the end of the day the truth will always be the way to go.

/2./ What do you think is the greatest invention in your life and why?

The greatest invention in my life would have to be my cellphone.  However, only because I believe it is crucial in cases of emergency.  There are times where I wish I could just throw my cellphone in the lake.  The advantages outweigh the disadvantages, definitely.

/3./ What do you think is the secret to a good life?

Good, positive, loving, and healthy relationships with family and friends.  Truthfully, there is nothing better than the love you give and receive.  Oh, and someone to have really great conversations with, because, there is nothing better than intellectual stimulation ;)

/4./ What would you most like to be remembered for when you're gone?

I would like to be remembered as a person who gave love without any expectations.  Most importantly, I would like to be remembered as a positive individual whose experiences influenced others in a positive manner.

/5./ What accomplishment in your life are you most proud of?

There are many moments I am proud of.  However, I am going to say that the accomplishment I am most proud of is winning the third grade spelling bee.  I remember my opponent being so disappointed.  His words the second after he lost were, "Man, I can't believe I lost to a girl."  Yup, yes you did ;)

Good night!  Till tomorrow.

xoxo

The Love Post.

"I love new clothes. If everyone could just wear new clothes everyday, I reckon depression wouldn’t exist anymore." 

Sophie Kinsella

This week these are the things that are filling my heart with joy.  

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/1./ It takes a lot for me to like a certain hair product.  My hair is incredibly oily and therefore, not all conditioning oils, balms, conditioners leave it looking the way I imagine.  The other day I was searching for the perfect shampoo (I still haven't found it) when I came across Suave Professionals Moroccan Infusion Deep Conditioning Shine Mask.  I was a little skeptical at first, however, it smells phenomenal.  The scent alone was reason enough to test it out.  And, I actually liked it.  The first thing I did when I got into the shower was wash my hair (twice) and then used the Shine Mask.  I left it on for the duration of my shower.  When I rinsed it out I immediately noticed how soft my hair was.  So far, so good.  I've only used it twice last week, so, we shall see, we shall see.

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/2./ During my high school years I was obsessed with Hard Candy glitter eye liner.  Obsessed.  Trips to Sephora made my heart go pitter, patter.  Now you can find Hard Candy cosmetics at Walmart.  Yes, Walmart.  This Hard Candy Fox in A Box color 'Spicy and Sweet' blush is just splendid.  It goes on with just the perfect hint of pink.  In my opinion it works great for work.  Not too much, just perfect.  Oh, and it's six bucks.  You just cannot get better than that my friends, you can't.

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/3./  Clinique is currently having a fantastic promotion.  If you spend $25 you get receive a free 8-piece gift.  You read correctly.  8-PIECE GIFT!  Last week during our weekly girl's dinner my friend was kind enough to share this with us.  Of course we could not resist.  So, for one of my purchases I bought Clinique's 'Air Kiss' long last glosswear.  Dude, I have  been the owner of several different glosses of several different brands.  This one is by far in the top five.  The color is a little off in the picture.  It looks so natural which is perfect for those days you want a casual look.  Definitely a must buy.

/4./  I am absolutely loving the once-a-week dinner dates with these two lovely ladies.  Getting to spend some one-on-one time with T and D makes the hectic work-week a little more tolerable.  And, they are awesome.  What more could I ask for?

/5./  I am a sucker for old photos.  On Sunday morning while searching for a photo of my friend F I came across this precious gem.  This photograph was taken on my fourth birthday.  Clearly, my friend F thought it was her birthday as well.  Lucky for her I love her.  And, sharing is caring, right?  

Happy Tuesday! 

xoxo 

November 14, 2013.

"All I want for my birthday is another birthday." 

Ian Dury

Today marks the one month count down to my 28th Birthday. Yikes!  On November 14 I will be 28 years old.  Where has the time gone?  Every passing year it seems as though I reach this moment more rapidly. Wasn't I 18 years old just yesterday?  Where have these 10 years gone?  They have slipped me by.  Goodness, when you say it out loud it makes it more real.  In 31 days I will no longer be 27.  And, I think I am okay with that.  This 27th year was not at all what I had expected.  It wasn't horrible, it was just different.  It wasn't great, it was just different.  

I started a new job.  I lost my grandmother.  I changed.  Then again the only certainty in life is change, is it not?  I will change, you will change, we will change.  And in this last month of being 27 I am sure I will change some more.  It simply is the way of life.  One more month.  One more month.  I am certainly looking forward to 28.  With my fingers crossed I hope that 28 brings amazing life-changing experiences.  You know, the kind of experience you will treasure for the rest of your life.  The kind of earth-shattering, life could not get any better than this experience?  Well, I am certainly looking forward to it.  Here is to the last month of being 27.  

xoxo

She Bangs.

"A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life."

Coco Chanel

Lately all I can think about are bangs, bangs, bangs.  I WANT BANGS!  I do.  I desperately want bangs.  Should I get bangs?  Well, I don't know.  What do you think?  This picture was a couple of years ago when I really, really, really wanted bangs.  I wanted bangs so badly that I made my mother cut them for me.  I don't attempt to cut my own hair, ever. I am crazy, but, not that crazy.

Here is the thing though, I have a cowlick.  You don't know what that is?  Let me break it down for ya.  A cowlick is a section of hair that stands straight up or lies at an angle at odds with the style in which the rest of an individual's hair is worn (yes, I just quoted wikipedia, and?).  The worst part?  This cowlick is in the very middle of my forehead.  What does that mean?  It is really difficult to maintain bangs.  And here is the thing, I cannot stand anything high maintenance.  

My idea of hair styling?  Wash and comb, the end.  Okay, maybe every once in a while I condition my hair with some special hair product.  As long as it is under five minutes I am good to go.  Anything longer?  Ugh, not so much.

Oh, the dilemma.  To bang or not to bang, that is the question my friends.  That is the question.

xoxo

The Riesen.

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Wednesday, you have arrived.  The half-way point always makes me a little giddy.  Two more days!  Two more days!  Honestly, I do love my job.  As I've mentioned before, I work for a kick ass organization that has done, is doing, and will do amazing things for the international community.  I'm a proud worker bee, I am.  I just love the weekend more than I love work.  Is that so wrong?

Remember when I mentioned that really weird, really strange, odd, and creepy things seem to happen to me all-the-time?  No?  Well, yes, really weird, really strange, odd, and creepy things happen to me.  ALL-THE-TIME.  You would think that I would have grown accustomed to these random acts of strangeness.  But, no, I haven't.  I don't think I ever will.  Do I find these occurrences absolutely hilarious?  Hell yes!  

The "Felicity" episode I watched tonight reminded me of a day long, long ago.  Where do I even begin?  Once-upon-a-time my high school locker was broken into.  True story.  Okay, let me start at the beginning.  You see, there was this boy named W.  W was in my AP English class.  Besides having the same classes, W and I did not have much in common.    Sure, W was intelligent (our valedictorian) and sort of charming, however, he was simply not my type.  Is that my fault?  Not really.  

One day W walked me to my locker after class.  We were chatting and as I opened my locker W was standing over me, watching intently my every move.  I'm short, everyone hovers over me, so, I didn't think much of it.  I grabbed the books I needed and said my goodbye to W.  It was the end of a long day and all I wanted was home.

The next morning after my regular bagel buying routine I walked to my locker.  I held my lock, entered my combination, and opened my locker.  And, there it was, a small note and a piece of Riesen candy.  I was a little baffled at the whole situation.  I mean, no one had my locker combination.  NO ONE!  I was too curious to be angry so I opened the note.  The tiny, rectangular piece of paper said, "Here is one "riesen" to like me".  As soon as I laid my eyes on the handwriting I knew exactly who the culprit was.  W, W, W!  The question was, "How in the world did W get my locker combination?".  Better yet, did he actually believe this would win me over (apparently he did).

I scanned the locker room and as soon as I spotted him I knew exactly what I had to do.  Thank him.  I'm kidding.  I confronted the sneaky bastard.  W explained to me that the previous afternoon while he was standing over me he had memorized my locker combination.  Say what?  You did what?  Why?  W did not see this as an invasion of privacy.  All he wanted me to see was how much he liked me.  He thought it was sweet, thoughtful, caring, creative.  I thought it was stalkerish.  

Needless to say, things between W and I did not take-off.  Though he did write me one of the most beautiful poems I've ever read.  He put that Shakespeare guy to shame.  And, man, was he persistent.  After a few weeks he realized that I wasn't interested and decided to invest his energy into disliking me.  Yes, W went from really, really liking me to really, really disliking me.  Bi-polar much?  He decided to show me complete indifference for the rest of the school year.

In my defense, I did try to be his friend, I did.  He however, did not want my friendship.  He wanted more.  So, he turned all his positive feelings towards me into negative feelings.  From December to the rest of the school year W tried his best to ignore me.  It didn't matter what I had to say, he simply did not want to hear it.

Then during the last week of school, when he knew that there was a good chance he would never see me again, he forgave me.  The jury is still out on whether the punishment fit the crime.  I mean, did I even commit a crime?  Can I really be to blame for not reciprocating his feelings?  I think not.  Plus, he totally broke into my locker.  And his 'riesen' for doing so just wasn't enough.

xoxo

I am lovin'...

"Fashion has two purposes: comfort and love. Beauty comes when fashion succeeds." 

Coco Chanel

Tuesday.  Oh, Tuesday, you've been almost as horrible as Monday.  Is that possible?  Apparently, yes it is.   Friday, where are you?  Man, I'd do anything for a day of lounging in my pajamas all-day-long.  Until then we have the things I am lovin'....

If you are thinking, "Man, this girl's hair is a mess".  Well, you are right.  My hair looks like a hot mess.  However, it is simply because I refuse to use the blow dryer in the middle of the week.  I believe in air drying my hair.  Unless absolutely necessary, I try to keep my hair as far away from any heat styling as possible.  So, unless it is a special occasion, the weekend, or I am feeling a little sassy, what you see, is what you get.

/1./ My black structured bag.  It doesn't get much better than this loves.  It is super cute and it comes at an unbeatable price.  Target, I love the shit out of you.  Sucks for me that I was unaware of this whole buy one get one at 50% off online deal.  Boo!  Lucky for you, sucks for me.  You win some, you lose some, right? 

/2./ Can we talk about this polka dotted skirt at Forever 21?  It is absolutely adorable.  I have a serious love affair with polka dots.  Polka dotted skits, polka dotted shirts, polka dotted underwear, polka dotted errrthannggg.  And, for under ten bucks? I'll take fifty of those.  Please and thank you.

(Reference the above photograph for the structured bag and the polka dotted skirt in action.  You're welcome)

/3./ This bracelet from The Shine Project is what is missing from my life right now.  Light blue or hot pink, light blue or hot pink?  I just cannot decide.  Hey, husband, if you are reading this you can add this bad boy to my birthday wish-list ;)

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/4./ Have you watch the first episode of Witches of East End?  Put it on your to-do-list.  I have a sneaky suspicion that this will finally be the replacement to 'Charmed'.  Okay, okay, I am secretly wishing, hoping, crossing my fingers, saying my prayers that this will be my 'Charmed' replacement.  You can't deny that Ingrid and Freya are gorgeous.  You can't deny that magic and fantasy doesn't peak your interest.  I mean, beautiful women with super magical powers?  Sign me up!

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/5./ Lately I've been a tad bit obsessed with shirts that have kittens on them.  Weird, I know.  My newest obsession is this meow shirt.  Which I may or may not have purchased.  Okay, I bought it.  I mean, it does not get much cuter than that.  A little itty bitty bat kitten?  I die.  I die.  I cannot wait to wear it.  Maybe with my black floppy hat and my flared jeans?  I think so.

/6./ The other day as I was flipping through one of my one hundred magazines I cam across this Narciso Rodriguez perfume.  Holy amaze-balls!  Narciso Rodriguez, where have you been my whole life?  Have you ever smelled something and immediately fallen in love?  Well, Narciso Rodriguez For Her did just that to me.  It was love at first smell.  Husband, you can add this on to my birthday wish-list as well.  I know, the list just keeps getting longer by the minute.  What can I do, I know what I want =)

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(Isn't the bottle just darling?  Yes, darling.  Just go with it.)

Enough.  This list must end, otherwise you and I will be here till next week.  Tomorrow is Wednesday!  Get excited, only a few days away till freedom.  Friday, I am coming for you.  

xoxo

Winner! Winner!

"So the freshness lives on in a lemon, in the sweet-smelling house of the rind, the proportions, arcane and acerb."

Pablo Neruda

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If you were to tell me you do not like to receive compliments, I'd laugh in your face.  I'd laugh in your face and call you a L-I-A-R.  As a human being we adore when nice things are said to us.  It is just a simple fact of life.  The world revolves around the sun, the sky is blue, and compliments are nice.  It is, what it is.  

So, I'd be lying if I were to say that I hate being flattered.  I'd be lying because I love it.  Lucky for me, men love to compliment me.  Well, more specifically little old men, love to compliment me.  The reason for this is yet to be determined.  Everywhere I go a little old man finds it necessary to tell me I look good, I smell good, and that I'm dressed nicely.  Hey, I'm not complaining!

On these occasions I feel it necessary to share the nice, bizarre, perplexing, extraordinary compliments with my friends.  I mean, someone else deserves to bear witness to the peculiar story that is my life.  Which leads me to last week.  Last week I met a man named Hubert.  Hubert is a sweet man that works at the Publix deli.  Oh, it is important to note that the majority of these puzzling scenarios are either at Starbucks, Publix, or CVS.  Mostly at Publix.  

Back to Hubert.  The very first thing out of Hubert's mouth was, "Are you giving out autographs today?".  Um, say what?  For a second I turned around thinking he may be speaking to someone behind me.  No, nope, he was definitely speaking to me.  I of course just play along and laugh.  When it is finally my turn to be helped, Hubert says, "So, Covergirl, what may I help you with today, man, you look fabulous (emphasis on the fabulous)".  Mind you, it is almost 6 o'clock in the afternoon and I had the day from hades at work.  Translation?  I look anything but fabulous.  I proceed to give him my order.  Now, this is where the weird comes in.  

Weird and awesome, that is.  In my 27 years on this Earth no one has ever given me such a creative compliment.  I mean, Hubert has skills.  He flashes me his smile and says, "Covergirl, you are so gorgeous that if you walked up to a lemon tree the lemon would squeeze itself".  Hubert, Hubert, Hubert, you little charmer.  These are the moments I wish I were on a reality television show.  These moments are made for the world to see.  

Hubert, you my friend are a winner.  I think I'll keep you as my Publix deli-guy.  Who needs therapy when you have Hubert?  Feeling down?  Go to Publix.  Having a bad day?  Go to Publix.  Need some motivation?  Go to Publix.  This story beats the time a man walked up to me, grabbed my arm, looked me straight in the eyes and said, "Sweetheart, you are absolutely, absolutely stunning".  Take a guess where I was?  Yup, Publix.

I mean, I can't really disagree with the guy.  Look at that face.  That face is THE face of a Covergirl.  I mean, I am just waiting to be discovered.  Victoria's Secret Angels ain't got nothin' on me.  Till then I will take my act to Publix, because there I am a superstar.

xoxo

(Seriously, this is what models are made of, duh)

It's October 3rd.

"On October 3rd he asked me what day it was"

"It's October 3rd"

Cady Heron

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Apparently October 3rd is 'National Mean Girls Day'.  Did you know this?  I did not know this!  Why did I not know about this sooner?  I had to resist the urge to come straight home, pop in the oh-so-loved Mean Girls dvd, plop myself on my comfy couch, and call it a night.  Unfortunately, domestic duties, also known as cooking, took precedence.  My how my priorities have changed.

How does one properly celebrate 'National Mean Girls Day'?  Well, you make a tribute to the best mean girl of like, ever.  The one, the only, mean girl extraordinaire, the Queen Bee herself, Miss Regina George.  I mean, she like ruins people's lives, she's a life ruiner. You just don't get more mean girl than that, you don't.  

Regina George is the girl we all love to hate.  She is gorgeous, confident, outspoken, and will stop at nothing to get her way.  I almost love her more than Blair Waldorf, almost.    Don't believe me?  Well, in the words of Regina, "Do you know what everyone says about you behind your back? Hmm? They say that you're a homeschooled jungle freak, that's a less hot version of me!".

And, that is all I have to say about that, ciao!

xoxo

Just a reminder....