do you want to see the sexiest act ever? i’ve got something to prove so just watch me. if paddy is crap then i’m doing all three sets. ha kidding. but now seriously. i am giving away three spots on my guest list to first takers. approach me afterward once you are inspired and join pin-up league with me. every tarty suspicion you have, come see it for yourself. i am bringing bombshell back to blogging.
i love my head band it’s very roman royal to me. i think of her:
iced coffee wake up. on way to drake.
jenny said my hair was better and made her feel brunette. ew. burn!
ugh brain damaged. i’ll make captions tomorrow. (I never ever did LOL).
the foodie blogger gets a taste everywhere she goes. i better not put on all that weight i just lost.
nick topped the edamame cos i said we just came from the drake. all the industry big players compete and hang and party hardy together so it’s funny and kind of brilliant knowing i’ll be blogging both in the same post.
my life is business and pleasure, mix them up. this is a lifestyle blog in case you were wondering.
happy for the rabbit grazing base we did last night if not for both apps i think i would be in rougher shape. my motion room work out today helped me HUGE.
this is what happens when you keep the rock dream alive. dad i’m penny lane. except not a tramp. i am an institution.
such an amazing show.
the only band i actually 100% give a shit about i don’t care if nerds and poseurs are joining the bandwagon. i liked ‘em first. i have at least 10 dancing to various black keys songs videos online. viral even. had to delete one cos of psychotic hipster sxsw losers harassing me.
and my tumblr is littered with their lyrics and cryptic meaningful captions.
this is why summer is better.
we rocked out. platinum spice girls.
jealous darius?
at the thompson.
right off the bat we had vultures who dragged us over for free drinks. then we were rescued.
i need more wind machines. or to somehow get on to dog the bounty hunter.
this is how we do it.
met a ton of amazing people last night. real people. old schoolers. my kind.
i’m nauseous here and we are driving through a flood. a bit worrisome. we are tailing gary and the boys to flanigan’s, this rib place they were obsessed with. they went four times. i almost barfed. my appetizer was a glass of brut.
drag show night before, fourth of july themed. ahhhmazing. i tried to turn my chair around but got lipped over the mic by the diva hostess queen. then someone said it was canada day and another queen went that was so kanye west of you. i am not taylor swift i will sit on you if you talk during my speech again. me-ow. superb.
then raymi the fucking minx got the whole crew back into mangos gratis. great spot at the bar. stayed hours. left pisstanked drunk. we will come back to this juicy night.
because of the mangling the girls experienced we had a chill night on lincoln and a beautiful italian dinner. these are highlights, my mom has thousands of photos of every single thing we did. i got a break.
my last meal on the terrace. it was beautiful i was glum and happy at the same time. since i’ve been back i haven’t let bitter seep in yet. i am fighting the good fight. life is good. i can’t wait to see my dad and brother.
i had my own chauffeur drive me to the airport i was frantically texting lois. then i strangled my mom and we pounded my last mini bottle of cava. successful departure. this is when the luck ran out and her luggage was sent to myrtle beach. i did my nails on the flight.
i’ve got a new touchpad. i was late for the games casie hissed at me on the phone. whatever dude i’ll still blast a great review with multiple insertions. i am new technology phobic. what i really need is a new laptop so i can finish my book. i am willing to stamp a sponsored by thanks in it.
great spread and i showed these people that “i’m the girl” cos i was the last man standing, still on party vacation time, chatting up a gal who worked there who spotted me at the party and knows me through ginger. we have a mutual celebrity man in our recent dating’s past. we trashed on him appropriately and sufficiently enough til i sauntered out to meet teacher.
the hp touchpad launches july 15. FIRST! bumped into another bro who was present for this event and HE said that he noticed a few touchpads going up for sale on the webz. tacky poor taste tsk tsk.
good thing i got those steve madden wedges. i knew she’d wear hers. i was surprisingly good at tolerating them for the night. changed into burlesque shoes for the thompson.
jenny has way better pictures when she emerges from mega death hangover hahaha she’ll send them. i have so many more from my mother to deal with so it’s no rush either way.
i bought us black keys tickets. day of. front row. replete with VIP. and they let us walk down to floor with our “waters” hahaha bare legs in wedges and platinum hair. so many gross dudes said rude shit to us on our stupid walk through the parking lot after the show. do you put lemon in your hair? no fuck you my hair is worth more than your life. do you normally say obnoxious things to random people when you’re walking around? how is that working for you? that shut him up. no one got comped tickets cos black keys are divas i guess and greedy want all the money they can get. the show was sold out for months. i wasn’t sweating i knew we’d get dope seats.
after hanging around so many hotels it was fun to hang out at the thompson last night. that pool is majorly heated. i would have gone in if i had a bikini. when opportunity knocks, knock its fucking socks off. you have to be special to get up there fyi.