So I’d bet a LOT of money that this photo was taken in New York City…I love this place. I think being from New York is both a curse and a blessing. A blessing because you have everything, no seriously, everything at your fingertips. If i want Thai food at 3am, I’ve got it. But at the same time, having everything makes it harder to appreciate other places; I have yet to find another place I’d want to live and that doesn’t sound so bad but it actually kinda sucks. I’m completely jealous of all my friends who’ve moved to places like Chicago, DC, San Diego, etc. to experience new things and pursue new opportunites…I just have yet to be satisfied…woe is me.

So wax Paris Hilton is probably the scariest thing I’ve seen in quite some time. I love how Paris is wearing those ugly “designer” sweats that they sell at like Kitson in LA and Lindsay looks like her usual, stylish self. Paris’ face looks terrifying and I’m sorry to say that wax Paris doesn’t do real Paris ANY justice. This almost makes me want to pay the $40 it probably costs to get into the wax museum here in New York…but not really.

So while looking at a friend’s webshots I saw that she had a friend who made her birthday crown into a great way to pick up men. Kinda creative? Kinda desperate? You decide…

So the weather in New York has been AMAZING the last few days so naturally, it’s scheduled to rain the entire weekend, of course. Well, I’ve been taking full advantage of the weather by wearing some new clothes and NEVER in my life have I gotten “hollered at” as many times as Tuesday. I can’t figure it out. I mean, I wasn’t dressed particularly hoe-like that day. And yes, it was the usual construction workers and Spanish men that call out to basically ALL women…but there was one particular cat call that got my attention- this cop and this other guy were sitting in a stoop and I had my ipod on while I walked by them (newsflash people: we CAN and DO hear you while we wear ipods) the cop goes to the other guy “man, that’s a nice ass.” It wasn’t said for me to hear, which was nice, but I’ve come to the conclusion that the extra attention I got is a result of these shoes from Target and these “editor cuffed crop” pants from Express. Have fun!

I’ll never understand women who do their makeup on the subway…First of all, I can’t comprehend how anyone is THAT coordinated when the train is constantly jerking back and forth and people are bumping into you. Second, I would be afraid I would poke my eye out. Third, it’s kinda personal- I don’t want everyone on the N train knowing that I put a ton of foundation around my always-red nostrils. Fourth, isn’t it kind of RUDE? I’m certainly not one to judge on what is socially (or even morally) acceptable but I just think it’s gross to use anything having to do with cosmetics (i.e.- hair, makeup, etc.) in public. This also goes for clipping your toe nails in the living room (is my roommate reading this?!)

So last Friday, since it was Good Friday, half of my office was out- most likely not for religious reasons but just cause we had the option. Anyway, those of us not so lucky, decided we deserved a special treat for being at work- aka- Magnolia cupcakes! Mmmmm, buttercream is my heaven and of course, I took the extras home and ate them for Breakfast the next day…exactly when do I have to put on a bikini, again???

So I managed to catch Tori Spelling’s new show on VH1, So NoTORIous, and I have to say, it was actually really funny. I mean, we all know my eternal love for Beverly Hills 90210 so you might think I’d automatically be a fan- not true. I actually couldn’t stand Donna Martin- she was such a hypocrit! (making David wait SEVEN years to have sex and then her next boyfriend, BAM after like what? a week?!) haha, anyway, it’s pretty funny cause there were quite a few 90210 references. The episode I saw showed the Donna Martin doll and it was put to a ahem, interesting use.