What?! Um…what?! That was my initial reaction to this photo of a statue of Britney Spears giving birth to Sean Preston. I know birth is supposed to be this whole natural process and like zillions of people have given birth but I’m sorry…what?! HOW is that even possible? Fitting a head through that hole? No! I love kids…I really do! I know I’ve been making some under the breath comments lately (i.e. “ugh, shut up you little monster”, “god, I can’t have a kid who is that loud”) that might tell you different but I DO want children of my own. Maybe it’s because I’m 23? Maybe it’s because my Mother had two C-sections? Who knows…all I do know is that that looks painful- God bless you, Brit Brit.

So after seeing this in an AIM profile, I have probably watched this at least a dozen times since last night. What am I talkin’ bout? I’m talkin’ bout Gino the Ginny– which I’m pretty sure “Ginny” is spelled wrong. Regardless, I don’t think I’ve laughed so hard in months.
If you live in Long Island, NYC, Westchester or New Jersey, you will completely GET the references he makes. And if you don’t get the references, well…consider yourself lucky.

I really want to hate Kristin Cavallari but I just can’t…I mean, she was the girl on Laguna Beach that seemed just to be perfection- gorgeous,great body, popular, rich, and the girl KNOWS how to make guys fall in looove with her.
But you know what? You have to give the girl credit…she also got to A-List status practically overnight (based on the stalkerazzi scale)
So either she is one smart bitch or she has the best publicist money can buy.

So I was reading Gawker.com and they had a link to a blog entry called Yeah, It Must Be Hard to Meet People When You’re Breathing Their Sweat, written by a guy from Florida…he makes some good points:

• Hard to meet people? No, in South Dakota it’s hard to meet people. In New York, you essentially live in a chicken coop for humans. How the f*** are you NOT meeting people? There are so many goddamn people in that city you commute in layers, for chirssake.
• You’ve got a bridge and a tunnel. Even an act as simple as going to your place of employment finds you physically pressed up against dozens and dozens of other people. I’m not saying they are all people you’d want to meet, necessarily, but they are human.
• But New York? When you literally have someone living under you, on both sides of you, and on top of you, you’d be hard pressed to avoid meeting them.
• I thought the Big Apple was a center of great personalities, artists, thinkers, and intellectuals. Have you become so bitter that you are convinced all of them suck?
• But what about all those great cultural events that New Yorkers love to tell you your city doesn’t have? Can’t you meet people there? Or the “museums” or the “art houses” or the “quaint little coffee shops?” All these things, apparently, only exist in New York, and yet you all still can’t meet people? Perhaps the problem is not New York. Perhaps the problem is you.
• Perhaps you New Yorkers could try this crazy thing called “eye contact’ and try “meeting’ each other in person once in a while.

Well, Mr. Florida, you have raised my awareness that, yes, maybe I should start doing those “cultured” things that “only” New York has…and yes, maybe a little eye contact would do a girl good (unless it’s with a bum or someone who is obviously going to mug you.) HOWEVER, I have one question for you:

So I’ve been freelancing for a great site called Beauty Addict Magazine. Check out my piece on LA Fashion Week and my Objects of Desire piece on sunglasses =)

Now I’ll be the first to admit I love to watch the ever-so-scandalous, Lindsay Lohan. I think sometimes people forget the poor girl is only 19 years old and she makes the same mistakes that I made at 19 (ok, well maybe not me…but other 19 year olds, def) but when I came across a photo of her in the May Cosmo, I saw how truly beautiful she really is- just in jeans and flats and wearing glasses. She looks so CHANEL.

In the May issue of Glamour, there’s a little article about the “to-do lists of your dreams” providing a website that lets people list theirs and cross things off. (www.43things.com)
It got me to thinking about a list I made in high school with things like “go sky-diving” and “visit the Bermuda Triangle.” Wow…that was back in the day when I thought I would lead this fabulous, chic life…having time (and money) for vacations with my amazing boyfriend and great group of friends. What happened?! I miss my idealism and dare I say it, being the “doe-eyed freshman next door.”
When did I give up?! Since graduating college, I feel that my life is just one day— on repeat. I WANT things to change and be exciting but I still feel like I’m just waiting for this super long vacation to end…before going back to school. When do you realize that you’re an adult? I guess it’s different for different people- for some it might be when they get married, become a parent, get their first real job…
Maybe it has something to do with living in New York City. I read a really fantastic article called “How to Be Truly Happy for Other People” and it had a really interesting view on New York, it says:

One thing is for sure- I’m going to make some changes. The doe-eyed freshman is B-A-C-K.