Well thank you, sometimes sweet!!

So I totally forgot I had a blog...until I saw my face plastered all over one of my favorite blogs! I feel like a blog failure a bit, unfortunately it's a bit of a common trend with me to forget one day and then forget all together (I posted in a livejournal TWICE! In 8th grade!)

So imagine my surprise when I saw my face staring back at me from Danielle's blog! I sent that shizz in about a year and a half ago because Tattoo Tuesday is my favorite of all of her posts. Well, that and her all kinds of adorable son, but that's another story. I honestly didn't think it would be featured (because Im not exactly interesting), but I guess I was wrong....

Is this the kick in the pants I need to blog? Maybe. Am I a self-confessed lazy ass? Definitely. Well have to see what kind of dedication (and memory) I have, but I'll give it the old college try.

Even though I dropped out of college.

Three times.

OH HELL NO

Grace is one of the most beautiful, haunting albums ever made. And Jeff Buckley's voice is without a doubt one of the best voices of the 20th (Hell, the 21st too) century. So imagine my disgust when I read that none other than the glittery vampire douche himself, ROBERT PATTINSON, is the front-runner to play Buckley in a biopic about his life.

Yes, I used Microsoft Paint to create that beautiful masterpiece. And yes, I'm insulting his hair.

But seriously, ROBERT PATTINSON AS JEFF BUCKLEY?! James Franco is also in the running, which is better because I love me some James Franco. But Robert Pattinson apparently is a better musician, so that puts him as the top choice for the role. I can't really insult his talent because I've never seen him in any movies (I saw the first 20 minutes of Twilight but couldn't handle any more of it, it's way too ridiculous for me. And one of my favorite movies is Blazing Saddles, the epitome of ridiculous, but brilliant!). But the fact that a ton of teenage girls and middle aged housewives will rush to this movie purely because their wet dream boyfriend is in it is why this is so irritating.

Whatever, I needed to rant at the epic fail of the whole situation. I'll just watch this 10 times to make myself feel better.

Dirty Little Secret of the Day

I like to watch cooking shows. And I can't cook to save my life. And I don't eat any animal products, yet love to watch other people cook with things I'll never eat.

Now I'm not talking about the Food Network. I can't stand any of the "chefs", and even the once Bad-Ass Bitch Ina Garten has lost her allure now that her oversized denim shirt wearing self is plastered all over Williams-Sonoma. It just seems so fake, so commercialized, and the sight of Guy Fieri makes me want to vomit. Is anyone else tempted to steal the glasses off the back of his head and beat him senseless with them?

Moving on........There are exceptions to everything. And they all happen to be British. Gordon Ramsay is watchable, and Nigella Lawson? A-MAZING. But I have to say that without a doubt the most entertaining food show ever created is.........Two. Fat. Ladies.

How epic are these ladies? Not only are they unapologetically unhealthy as all Hell, they're impossible not to like. Oh, you have a bushel of fresh picked artichokes? Well let's hollow this sucker out and stuff it with bacon and lard! And smear some more lard on top for decoration. And dump the whole thing in a vat of butter.

Yeah, these bitches would do that. Because they're amazing.

Harvest those weird, oversized periwinkle things, girl!

If you think for a minute that I'm not downloading the entire 4 seasons of this show as I type this, you are SORELY mistaken.

First Finished Craft of 2011!

Holy crap, it's the New Year!

I hope everyone (Who am I kidding, no one reads this shit!) had a lovely New Year's Eve. I personally spent it vomiting. Yes, I rang in the New Year with an awesome 24-hour stomach virus.

If that doesn't start 2011 off with a bang (or a projectile vomit frenzy), I don't know what does. But moving on......

I don't do New Years resolutions very well. I always pick something like "exercise more!" or "stop spending so much money on clothes I never wear!" or "attempt to like people!". In other words, I never stick with it. But does anyone really stick with resolutions? My dad is quitting smoking, and I would bet my favorite Balenciaga wayfarers that he won't last longer than a week.

Except I wouldn't bet those glasses. They're Balenciaga, for fuck's sake!

Instead I've created goals for myself, mostly because if I don't do them I won't feel guilty about it. My first goal that I have already started on is........DO MORE CRAFTS! And I've started off 2011 with a sweet Rasta-Inspired infinity scarf!

To be quite honest, I started this a while ago intending it to be a lap quilt but I just got sick of working on it and put it in my closet. And then I found it again and figured it would make a sick scarf. And HELLZ YES IT DOES!

Me looking stupid in a scarf.

Isn't it lovely? And it's so warm and versatile! I am a huge fan of infinity scarves because they look so cool with everything, and crocheting them is a quick way to add a great accessory to your winter wardrobe. Not that it gets very cold down here, but whatever.

"Do More Crafts" is actually the only goal I've added to my list as of yet. But I will be adding things as time progresses. Like "Get More Tattoos" and "Save Some Money, You Idiot".

Bring it on, 2011!

Thoughts on 2010

It's almost 2011!

Which means that 2010 is almost over, which is always a good thing.

Not saying that I want time to fly by or anything, but I'd like to put my first full year of living in South Carolina behind me and look towards the future (CORNY AS SHIT, I KNOW).

So I've lived here for a full year, which is strange to me because I have been telling people for the past 6 months that I've only lived here 6 months, therefore lying to everyone I come in contact with. Oh well.

But it hasn't been a bust, I will admit. I actually graduated from something! Not that I've actually used my "degree" towards anything as of yet, but I'm trying to be optimistic. I've kept the same job for the whole year (with the exception of the first two weeks of December where I unsuccessfully moved to Charleston, got saddled with a totally shit job, quit said job and came back to Beaufort. EPIC FAIL). I finally got to see Interpol. I got a bunch of ink done, very high quality if I do say so myself. I've met some great people, survived a year of drinking nothing but coffee without having a heart attack, and spent more money on clothing that I'll probably never wear. The V-Dub is still running, which is a huge bonus. I've had my hair black, brown, purple, red, strawberry blonde, and now platinum. I've thrifted A LOT. I crocheted a bunch of hats, most of which won't even fit on my massive squash, but it's all about practice! At this point I'm kind of grasping at straws of things I've done, but I have to stay optimistic somehow.

So 2011, I'm ready for you to come. I want to do a lot more than I've done in 2010, and I think that it's very possible. And as I walked my lazy pug around tonight in the snow that will never stick to the ground, I figured that the best thing that has happened to me this year is the fact that I'm still here, even when some people I knew and loved aren't anymore. I can't say that that's really an achievement, but when you don't know what's going to happen from one day to the next, I'm making it one.

Come on, New Year, make it a good one.

New Hair Color, New Outlook

I wasn't lying when I said I never keep up with blogs. But that ends TODAY!

I can't believe I haven't blogged since Interpol, but if it's any consolation I haven't accomplished much since then. Trying to figure my life out, one day at a time.

I was supposed to move to Boston in the new year. Yeah, not happening.....so it's back to square one. I would really like to try out Charleston, my brother lives there and I have liked it every time I've visited. Or Savannah, but it's expensive and I lived there when I went to SCAD. Yeah, not so successful. BUT they have a Marc by Marc Jacobs. Oh, how I would love to work there. But retail jobs legit never cover rent. Sadness.

I think I would really miss being a barista. As lame as it sounds I can actually imagine making a career out of coffee. Literally as I wrote that last sentence I remember playing The Sims when I was younger and how one of the "Slacker" careers was a barista. OUCH. Maybe I should rethink that one.

So it's with my failed Boston attempt plus the recent loss of a family member who I wish I had been able to be closer to that I pledge this: New Hair, New Outlook. If the color of my hair can be lighter in an hour, why can't I lighten up everything as quickly? Lighten up at work, at home, at life. Stop caring so much about what other people think of me. Stop worrying about my lack of a serious boyfriend or my beloved tattoos hindering any chance I have at a career.

It's time to start living life. La vie en rose. Allez, viens.

INTERPOL!

So last night I finally got to go see one of my favorite ALL TIME FREAKIN BANDS. And they actually came to Charleston! Yeah, I'm just as shocked as everyone else was.

Special thanks go out to Steve Jobs for making the iPhone 4 camera particularly epic! I actually shot some video during a few songs (Including Not Even Jail, which is one of my favorite Interpol songs), but I'm being super lazy and I don't want to upload it right now.

In other recent news, it looks like I'm possibly moving to Boston by January. Fingers crossed.