Time to let this pass

My closet is 3,000 miles away

and I have nothing to wear.


Photo via The Coveted

When I was packing in Baltimore, I decided to fill one suitcase full of clothes and mail some shoes. I didn't realize how long I was home for because I have nothing to wear. I was only going to bring a small suitcase because I usually stock up on too much clothes while I'm here, but I have yet to do so. Now, I'm stuck with nothing to wear and not enough of a variety of shoes to jazz up my day.

I've also lost my black patent leather mary-jane pumps and I'm really upset about it. I'm pretty sure I left them at a hotel in Vegas. Bahumbug.

Must have

I don't wear things with pictures or words or designs, but this I might have to make an exception for.

Buy it here.

San Francisco

I'm on a plane with Nicholas to play with Arj for a few days. Have a great weekend!

Doo Doo

The Dude Q&A

ESPN asked My Dude a few questions. Click here.

I'm so over this blogging bullshit. I'm over the internet and how information is readily available. I want to see articles in magazines. I want to see runway shows on the Style Network like I used to in the wee hours of the morning. I'm still making bread in the kitchen and wearing dresses from the 50s. I've always longed for what-once-was but it's getting heavy. I can't wait for the internet to crash and burn. Then we can go back to a time when none of us knew each other and none of us cared.

Somebody call the wambulance.

Brother

Ain't no party like a

To My Wife

tomywife.tumblr.com. Kind of cute, kind of takes the whole getting-to-know-you part out of the equation, but mostly cute.

Shreddage

There was actually not much shreddage going on. I met the dudes at my old junior high (middle school) just down the street over the weekend.

I didn't think I could tough it out all those days

Everybody clean up

This is the nephew. My mom said this photo is no bueno because people will think he's drinking or call this "child abuse", but I think it's hilarious. Theo loves cleaning and putting things away. He helped me and my mom take down the Christmas tree and insisted that he vacuum the fallen leaves, so he did. He vacummed with a vacuum that was bigger than him.

We were getting drinks ready for the barbeque and as I was putting beers in the cooler, he came over and wanted to help. Soo cute.

Wrap Up

I've been completely MIA around these parts the last week. Here's what's been going on:

-I've been spending time at The Kink House.
-On a late Del Taco run with The Dude, Sean, and James, James stepped in fresh poopie and got into my car. He was very upset about it and strung up his shoes. Then Sean gave James his shoes to walk into Del Taco with. Brotherly love.
-The Coachella lineup is out and for the first time in a long time, I have no desire to go. A very weak lineup for one of the most amazing musical experiences in the world.
-On our way to the bar in Long Beach, we saw a girl fight, which turned into a boy fight, which turned into Kink dudes running after the guy that sucker-punched Garrett.
-I've been spending my afternoons helping my mom at work since spring clothes are hurdling in.
-I am addicted to Grey's Anatomy.
-I spend absolutely NO time on the internet. I have no idea what's going on in the world, other than massive amounts of cattle dying in Asia and Fountain Lady suing.

Make me a bird, so I could fly far. Far, far away from here

African Anteater Ritual

Patrick Dempsey is the reason to wake up in the mornings.

Proof

from this incident. Now watch this video.

Family BBQ/Daddy's birfday

Around here, we do things right. We bought 25 lbs of carne asada meat and Esther did her magic to 'em the night before the bbq. Pico de gallo, guac, salsa, arroz, frijoles, and I did a chocolate sheet cake for Dad. We spent all day eating and watching football. Half of the bunch took a nap after round one and we did a second round of tacos for dinner, along with some "birthday soup" my mom made for my dad.

In the morning, with all the leftovers, we did migas, refried beans, an avocado and tomato ensalata and rice. The Texas crew left yestermorning and it's nice to have the house down to four (as opposed to 14). I miss 'em already though.

Crazy Cloudz

I was going nuts over these clouds last week. I've never seen anything like it!

Jamie Oliver's kids names

Poppy Honey Rosie Oliver
Daisy Boo Pamela Oliver
Petal Blossom Rainbow Oliver
Buddy Bear Maurice Oliver

Here's an LA Times article about LA County school's not letting him into their cafeteria's.

Yes

They call it murder

Si o No

If only you people knew the details of my life. I tell you stories of what once was or miniscule thoughts in my head, but down and dirty details would weird you out. And the things that happen.. phew. You think you know, but you have no idea.

Yeah, I just quoted that MTV show.

Da-Na-Na-Na-Na-Na-Na-Na

By Terry Richardson

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