Sunday, January 9, 2011

black and white and read

today i'm listening to: skinny love - bon iver

it feels like rain.

this just makes me want doilie-esque sunglasses.


love the hair. love the outfit.
love the weaponry of accessories.

this is abraham lincoln.
when he was a baby.
(minus the top hat)
"you don't have a soul, you ARE a soul. you have a body." - C.S. Lewis



yesterday i was so hungover i thought i might die.
like, sophomore-year-of-college hungover. so embarrassing.
i was supposed to go to santa barbara but couldn't stop eating pad thai in my bed.
so i kept doing it.


sorry, santa barbara,
but when i'd originally planned to spend my saturday night revisiting the ucsb glory days,
i didn't realize i'd be reliving the parts i'd mentally blocked out.


in other news, our best family friends (who are basically our family) made the newspaper in alaska last week. --> babymakers

my family will also soon be e x p a n d i n g, as my oldest sister shonda is a very pregnant lady:
(that bump on her tummy is the place my nephew is currently residing. expect a change of address april third.)

here is how cute she looks paddleboarding whilst pregs:
are. you. serious... ADORBS.

babies are so cool because they are basically a milkshake made out of two different flav-s of ice cream.
i hate it when i'm making a milkshake,
and boys just show up in my yard.


i think i should mention that if i had to make a milkshake out of people (in a non-cannibal-dessert sort of way), it would consist of these key ingredients:
julie andrews.
i feel that my hills
are just as alive
as her hills are.
(and bitch's hills are SINGING.)
depp.
he's an overdose of panache.
elvis presley.
the man had a pink cadillac for fuck's sake.
and a jungle room.
and a chimpanzee.
yes, a chimpanzee.
he also choreographed his own dance sequences,
including this one---> 
j. house. rock.
in which he appears to be the OG of crumping.
sofia coppola.
because she made this--->
eye candy
and this ---->
beauty-full
and because she's nine kinds of awesome.
gwen.yth. pal.trow.
for. real. tho.
seriously.
someone who can tap dance.
anyone, really.
(because why the fuck not.)
brigette bardot.
because she looks the way she looks.
and she sings like this--->
oui, veuillez!
did i mention she sings in french?
actually, let's get real & add 2 extra scoops of brigette:
she is glorious.

sir marc jacobs.
mitch hedberg.
(if you don't know him, click here ---> to laugh)
john lennon.
obvioussssssssly.

(seriously where did i find this picture?
blake is freaking out)
edie sedgwick.
kate.


throw them in a blender. add milk. & hit puree'.
aren't people-milkshakes fun?
i'm getting fat just blogging about this.


(although i'm pretty sure blogging makes you fat regardless of the topic).



pfffff. bag it up.
that's enough calories for one day, until then-
i'm going to do my best to avoid public restrooms/transportation and stepping in gum.
see you later, alligator. peace out, river trout. gotta go, buffalo.

"remember,
the best things in life are unseen. that's why we close our eyes when we
kiss & laugh & dream." --bathroom stall door

xoxo. -tory

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