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Read this long enough and you'll get to know me real quick. The email's also out there: megan.CARSON.griffith@gmail.com.
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Vampire Weekend Wears… Loafers?
Cute son: “Daddy, look, I’m wearing my loafers with no socks!”
Hot dad: “Yes, I can see, you’re wearing your loafers without socks”
Cute son: “Daddy, this is the way Vampire Weekend where’s them, they wear their loafers without socks!”
Hot dad: “Oh, they do, don’t they? They wear them without socks”
…Heard in the lobby of my apartment building. Too stunned to check for a wedding ring ladies. Approximate age of boy: 3. Approximate age of dad: Too hot to matter.
Vampire Weekend Wears… Loafers?
Cute son: “Daddy, look, I’m wearing my loafers with no socks!”
Hot dad: “Yes, I can see, you’re wearing your loafers without socks”
Cute son: “Daddy, this is the way Vampire Weekend where’s them, they wear their loafers without socks!”
…Heard in the lobby of my apartment building. Too stunned to check for a wedding ring lady. Approximate age of boy: 3. Approximate age of dad: Too hot to matter.
For all of you that follow Ashton Kutcher on Twitter… did he really spell dynamite… “dinomite”?
And I’m just being an academic snob since that’s a blatant spelling error and not a typo?
possibly the UGLIEST dress of the Oscars (right next to Whoopi Goldberg’s animal print catstrophe). Seriously, who let her out of the Mansion? It’s not a Wizard of Oz contest competition.
“It’s never too late to be whoever you want to be.”
For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.
- The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
This had me in tears.
Something I need to apply to myself… Until May, LA, and B-Dubb that is *wink wink* Lis, La and Ritz
Have you SEEN the Christian Louboutin site?
Do you think it’s possible they are just preparing themselves for the circus coming to town (literally… it’s coming to New York)? Or is Christian Lou tripping? Opinions? Like? Dislike? We all know how I <3 those red soles…
The Sun Ain’t Shining No More…
Let’s just say this past week was so intense. So intense that the 11:30am bus I took to Boston to see my family was even hard (I can’t imagine what the 8am I was supposed to take would have been like!). Anyway, I am visiting the family in Boston for a nice relaxing weekend. In fact, I won’t even be heading out to Marblehead to party with my cousins. After this week, I definitely need the break (both on my body and my wallet!). I’ll be back to write more later, all about this week and the following:
-What I’ve been up to at the PR company I’ve been helping out during Fashion Week (the shows, the assistance: Passing out Lipo flyers at the tents at Bryant park even - OMG don’t ask!, and what B and I were up to there together
-Wednesday night art event with Lis, Ritz, Liz and Emily, plus all the extras, that Derek asked us to. The actual event and the aftermath, and all the emails and extras the next day. Definitely stories to tell.
- Thursday night with B and my friend Brett from the Hamptons this past summer
-And of course, what I wore all week!
Stay tuned, I’ll be updating later today hopefully, and adding pics once Lisa and Em get there pics up! (No, I have not got my camera fixed yet…)
For my girlies with boyfriends… if you haven’t gotten them a gift yet :D haa
Gold tights at BCBG.::
Thoughts? Mine: Good on the model, not so good in real life AKA on real people.
Valentine’s Day in Six Words.
How would you describe Valentine’s Day in six words?
My two are:
Stupid Fucking Commercial Holiday That Sucks
Celebrate Your Love Everyday Forever Always
What are yours?
In discussion…
“So how did your first date go?”
“Well, good but only because I think I’m really good at being what a guy wants a first date to be, you know? I call it “Good Interview Syndrome”. I’ve gone on too many interviews lately.”
“Yeah, you should probably talk to a therapist about that…”
G.D. Recession. Even F-ing up first date protocol.
