Yes Please!

If you like shopping and designer stuff then you know that there are places out there that actually give you deals. Why? Well, I dont really care but Ill take it please.

For a while Ive been a member of the Gilt Groupe, but they dont ship to Canada so it was a hassle to ship it to my Grandmas and then have her ship it here. So then I found Beyond The Rack. The only issue there was that I was put on a waiting list for months. But I finally got in. And my closet is getting fuller by the minute. I think I may need an intervention.

You need an invitation or youll be put on a waiting list for no definite period. I was on the list for about 4 months. So if you want an invitation let me know! I just sent Mags one cuz their having a Juicy sale. But not just any sale... a dog collar sale. Im not kidding. Which reminds me... better send Tracy one.

Happy shopping!
xoxo
B.

Week 2

Ok, so its been 2 weeks since Ive been using RapidLash. I know, I know its only been 14 days but every day I wake up, I cant help but run to the mirror and see if anythings happened.

So far my real eyelashes have grown back to their almost normal state but I dunno if thats cuz of the RapidLash or because hair grows. I was also told that its good for your eyebrows. And I am in love with bushy eyebrows. The only problem is, when I was 16 I wasnt. I would overpluck and eventually some of the hairs stopped growing. Ive hated my right eyebrow since forever cuz its only half there. So I started applying RL on them and what do you know. M right eyebrow looks normal once again.

They say it takes about 5 weeks to see the full results. Ill keep you posted!

xo
B.

My Mom And Me

Obvie we thought something was gross and or funny. I cant remember cuz I have to be drunk to be around her.

Merci!

Thank you to all the readers that stop by and say "Heeey!" (that was for you F.) I got my answer from Lola last night to the question I had posted concerning the statue. I had a lot of help from my good friend Tracy who announced it to her 578392748937 followers.

The portrait is actually a photograph taken by Conny L. Dempsey, she takes pictures of angels and stone work. But apparently she doesnt anymore, Ive tried to contact her and her email just bounces back. Anyway the picture is called Evangeline. Its perfect I think.

Thank you to everyone who wrote me about graveyards and baseboard heaters:)

xoxo
B.

For Sale

On our recent adventures in house hunting I came across this image at this home that was a bit out of our budget. I fell in love with the house but it needed a lot of upgrades for what they were asking. For example, they still used baseboard heaters. Still they had pretty cool pieces of art hanging around and I fell in love with this photograph that was printed on canvas.

I know places that do that like Chic Canvas but all I want to know is who took this picture or what statue is that? Cuz I love it. And when I went back to ask, the house was sold, and the owners were gone, and so was the picture.

Le Oscars

Im watching. The red carpet interviewers are fucking shit. The black girl is way to ghetto and should stick to BET. She keeps touching everyone and as my friend Ari pointed out she keeps hitting on everyone. Also what the fuck! The dumb blonde bimbo is Kathy Ireland??? Fuck me. She must have done too many drugs in her Lethal Weapon days, shes as smart as a brick. And her neck is huge, she could rival a linebacker for largest diameter.

The best part is obvie the dresses the ladies wear. Dresses I liked? Sandra Bullocks, the model who won the dress to wear and Miley Cyrus. I know most of you dont like her but I heart her. Honourable mentions go to J.Los bum and Meryl Streeps chest, what is she like 70? Hey, they look pretty nice, considering my grandmother is around the same age, and her tatas defintely dont look like that.

OMG Neil Patrick Harris is on... Im off! xo

Julie, Julia and Well, Me

I know, I know its a beautiful day out. Thats why I woke up early and went for bagels with Fernz, but alas, she had to go to work and there I was driving alone. And I kept driving. K went out to Bobcaygeon? Where ever the fuck that is, so here I am all alone. I walked into the cold house to find my brother with his head emerged in the toilet. He was hungover.

So I went up to my room and put on a movie. Meryl Streep is probably one of my favourite actresses. Shes amazing. So I put on Julie and Julia cuz I know there is only so many girl movies that K will watch with me. This clearly was not one of them.

I LOVE EATING. Food is one, if not, the best thing to me. Well, its a tie, between sleeping and music. I always say, I wish I could sleep and eat. But then Id probably be 500 pounds and on TLC.

Ive been inspired. Im going to try and cook. Thats COOK, not to be confused with BAKE. Cuz when it comes to cooking, Im the worst. See I burn water. It just doesnt work out for me... but Im going to try. Even if I have to touch chicken, but the thought just repulses me.

I may barf.

PS. I really loathe ground beef. The only way I want it is if its in a burger. I dont want it in a dish, I dont want it for dinner. And when my Dad makes dishes with ground beef, I look at K and he smiles and I say my famous saying that got me slapped when I was 5. "Ground beef is for poor people."

I think its funny. Wish me luck! xo

My Brother Is Crazy

That is all.



We Skype. Significantly, cuz hes away at school. Sometimes we sit in silence or laugh for hours. I heart him.

Notes From A Broken Girl

For those of you asking where I get my inspiration in writing and are my words real or borrowed.

I only borrow quotes from friends. All the brutal things I write come from my head. I have a distorted imagination and sometimes I think I should be clinically deemed. I have been broken, fixed, re-broken and repaired. I am usually happy on the outside and tormented on the inside. The inspiration? Well, if I would call it that, comes from the people I know and the heart that beats inside of me.

The tin man always had a heart. He just never knew how to use it.

xo
B.

Ps. Dear London, thank you for your note. But stop looking, I wrote that myself. I usually dont like rhyming but I was in a cheesy mood. And I like crying in the rain, it hides the tears. In the rain, everyone looks sad.

London

Id be happy here, even if it looked this shit. As long as you were right beside me, smiling
that smile.



I want to laugh on empty streets with you. Cry in the pouring rain. Pretend that we are secret friends and that no one knows our name. And if we should happen to be discovered, I will admit that you are my lover.