Tomorrow’s gonna be an interesting day. It will include sugar and rope and wardrobe quick changes and paperwork and a guy named Crazy Ray and it will be hosted several hundred feet off the ground.
Before you remind me to bring my camera, remember who you’re talking to. The girl that took a few minutes out of this insanely busy day to take pictures of her outfit.
Update soon, kids.
….. when you are wearing Giant Hair Bow.
When I wear it, I feel small in comparison, in the good way. When I wear it, I feel childish by comparison, in the good way.
Giant Hair Bow is a state of mind.
The models for the upcoming Cycle 13* of America’s Next Top Model have been announced.
(*Since this is the short girl round, I prefer to refer to it as Cycle 12.9)
Based solely on the pictures released, here are my faves.
I of course reserve the right to amend these choices, pending any bitchtastic behavior.
Who do you like?
I’m listening to you, I swear I am.
But ….. you appear to be wearing a plant on your head, and I’m not sure I can take accessories advice from Carmen Miranda.
Oh who am I kidding, I can totally take accessories advice from Carmen Miranda.
Urgent text – When I said I didn’t need you to stay and talk me out of buying anything …. I hadn’t seen this yet.
Buckman remarked at the coincidence of flying into San Diego just in time for the Gay Pride festival, but I explained that we just threw it together once we knew he was coming, that we organized the whole thing last minute just to welcome him.
If he asks you, that’s the story.
A pack of homosexuals and fauxmosexuals, otherwise known as my friends, drank and danced and picked up body glitter from assorted other revelers.
“Is that a hard drive floppy cable in your hair?”
“Uh, it’s RIBBON.”