TOP TEN ideas I had this/last week/at some point

Leis. All sumemr stock was put away so our summer party had a specific-specific tie-in. Tiki. It brought back memories of almost setting myself on fire at the 3M party in San Diego in a grass skirt by a fire pit (scroll, that post is hilarious fyi). Everybody loved me PLUS I gatecrashed this party and got Lisa to get wasted with me, and she’s asian. Everyone knows it is hilarious to get asians drunk cos they turn bright red and are a billion times more insane than you, full-on team players and partners in crime. Miss you Lisa, every time I look at a lei I think of you. Honest.

Inventing the term SUMMER OF RAYMI. Outputting positivity so that it comes back to me, think like Paul, the love you take is equal to the love you make. It’s not that I am mourning summer’s end (am so) it’s that some people suffer seasonal affective disorder (or heard about that term and realized that they did) and winter is harder for them. The term alone, no doubt ripped from Seinfeld (Summer of George, which got him in the hospital thus ruining his summer ahahhahahahahaahhaa) justified all ridiculous shenanigans and extra looney things I got up to this summer, by saying YES and being fearless. Declare this upcoming season to be the Fall of you (Autumn sounds much less like your empire is collapsing, do you know that lyric? the falling of the whole empire…) and I guarantee you it will be a wicked time.

Convertible rides with your dad. Any time spent with family and friends. I read recently that it doesn’t matter what you do together, in the end that’s what you’re going to be wishing for most of all, is more time with your parents. They may drive you insane and you may piss them off but by golly just do it cos time with loved ones is precious. Holy f- I better not be pregnant I’m super emotional these days haaha. Anyway, a ride with the folks when I was a tween/teen usually meant I was grounded but now I am like DAD DAAAD DRIVE US AROUND PLEASE!! We can only listen to cassettes which limits our tunes to Beach boys and oldies. Perfect. Plus EVERYBODY smiles at a platinum blonde in a classy car with the top down.

This find alone was worth Burlesqington. It might be real, it might not, but it’s damn classy and I got it for $3 and an old biddy tried to steal it from me off the floor while I was trying on shoes with Paddy whilst another one snapped under her breath THAT’S WHY YOU DON’T LEAVE THINGS ON THE FLOOR when I was frantically combing the store for it and Paddy took it off the other woman’s hands. Good grief right? I whispered to Paddy, did you hear what that woman said to me? I’m in the middle of thinking up something psychotic to say to her (rage was coursing through me, don’t put things on the floor of a %#&$%# salvation army, things that I am intending to purchase????) but Paddy talked me out of it, so I didn’t. What would you have done? Thing was, she effectively burned me, there is absolutely nothing I could say that would make sense in a situation such as this, “YES YOU DO!” while shaking my fist over the sea of mothball smelling merchandise hanging aisle-to-aisle separating us. I’d look insane.

Nipple pasties. Fine, can’t work with my nudity? Solution. Now what argument is next? Luckily we had a spare pair of these on deck so Seska could dance in our showcase. She was already dressed the part, I asked if she would dance, she said no way, then a few songs later after one of us got up there she changed her mind. New rule, have pasties will travel. I would love to be sponsored to go on the road to perform in different cities. GOAL.

Permanently borrowing this belt from an ex-bf who borrowed it from a friend’s ex-best friend. We’ve had a wonderful life together, shared many experiences, for a decade almost. I used to convince myself that it intimidated street urchins when I wore it who might think of trying something with me. (Never be too complacent in a city, folks).

Going platinum. I would never have known blondes have more fun unless I did. It’s the skeleton key of life, opens many doors that I effectively bullshit my way through. It’s not for everyone but it doesn’t hurt to try it. Thanks to Brennen I can try to realize my goal of getting into Playboy by the time I’m thirty. I feel like once it’s mermaid length they will be manipulated by their own genre via me and some hocus pocus about social media and blogging I dunno. I do love being brunette and will likely go back to the dark side at some point in life but not yet.

Ribfest. Was a mega-fun-summer’s end party, the weather was hot and sunny with rain sprinklings intermittently which cooled you off and dried instantly. It’s free to get in. I dressed like a groupie and brought much merriment to all around me. I said to my brother that I would get something for free with my celebrity, watch. Imposing dares on yourself is a surefire way to get your way. I got a full rack. Listen and learn next time munchkins :). Thanks again Ollie of Uncle Sam’s BBQ #1 people’s choice winner!

Buying this lifeguard cutie patootie ensemble and forcing myself to embody sunshine all summer long and have the nards to rock it out. The shorts/shirt two-set will one day be framed in The Hard Rock.

Taking up Shawna on her offer of a blogvertorial hair collab when she worked at another salon, super enterprising of her and pioneerific. Back then no one was ripping off my ADs under the guise of feature posts so it was pretty special, though I was long haired and brunette at the time and cutting my own hair so I offered up my fiance in lieu of, who then couldn’t be cut without her, then I moved over to Brennen when she did and became obsessed with lightening my hair and here we are now.

Brennen is also house to many a platinums in my industry. It’s always a trip going in there for my routine roots work. Hi Keri! Ok that was ten things, I’m limiting myself.

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PS. My Speaker’s BIO is up over at She’s Connected scroll for mine.

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Can’t wait to see my bobblehead lol. Loving this girl cliquey stuff.