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Confession: I read an insane amount of blogs. I have over 100 personal style blogs in my Google Reader, and although I don't comment on a all of them daily, I lurk like a creepster every day.


Comment of the Day: Do you know you have a GIANT WIENER leering over your shoulder...kind of looking down your shirt? Because you do. It's ok though, because you're a movie star and movie stars have to get used to these sort of things happening all the time. Le sigh. -Orchid Grey

Valentines Day. 7th Grade. My friend John and I met up at his locker at the end of the day.Oh, and thank you, John and Mr. Hammy and Lulus.com and All Women Stalk for making this happen. My love for Lulus has been well documented over here, and I will have absolutely no problem spending the $50 gift certificate this sad story won me! Plus, I think we've all learned a valuable lesson here:
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” he said, “I got you something that I overheard you saying that you wanted.” He opened his locker and pulled out a shoe box wrapped in notebook paper. There were skyward drawn arrows on the side of the box and a pencil written note that warned “this side up”.
“Thank you, John. That is SO NICE.” I was having a tough day because the day before, my 8th grade boyfriend had broken up with me so he could take a different girl to the Valentines Day dance that night.
I gingerly peeled off the paper and stuck my fingernail under the lid to break the scotch tape seal. I lifted the top.
A dead hamster. John had gotten me a dead hamster.
John was kind of a weird kid… the sort of kid who reveled in stealing teachers’ chalk, eating anything on a dare, and going weeks without a bath. This was a cruel joke.
“YOU SUCK. A dead hamster? You are a disgusting person!” I pushed the box back in to his hands.
John’s grin switched to an open mouthed gape. His eyes brimmed with tears, but he tried to blink them away in his macho middle school way.
“Mr. Hammy! Oh, I forgot to poke holes in the lid. He probably suffocated in my locker all day. I thought…” he trailed off and tried to regain his composure, “I overheard you say you wanted a pet, and my mom said it was okay if I gave you mine…”
Saddest Valentines Day, ever. Rest in peace, Mr. Hammy!

Comment of the Day: Is it bad that I laughed for a full 5 minutes after reading your story? The picture was what finished it for me. I am still laughing. Congrats on your win! Mr. Hammy would be proud! -The Daily Fashionista







Comment of the Day: Oh, I can't wait to see this! Since college I have joked that I would end up a crazy cat lady with one named for each letter of the alphabet: Azrael, Bertha, Callisto, Daphne ... etc. Best of luck with this exciting project! And you look TOTALLY cute in that sweater! How do you do that?! -SpyGirl1

Comment of the Day: My hubs hates VS for this very reason! Apparently, mass mailings are all it takes for my husband to no longer be interested in lingerie... he won't even look at the catalogs because he's so annoyed. -Catherine









Comment of the Day: Oh, pshh. I say you wear those petticoats as a skirt. Hell, layer them together enter through the garage door. -Little Ocean Annie








EDIT: 8 February 2010- This is actually version two of the video, as the producer had emailed me late Saturday night to kindly ask me to re-edit the footage using songs from the show to preserve the show's "aesthetic" and to "present it in it's truest original form". Huge thanks to him for taking time out this weekend to send me MP3's from the show. It was my pleasure to do the re-edit, and big apologies for having the video go AWOL all day Sunday. Thanks for your patience, dear readers!One of my most favorite moments was during the first act when I freaked out because one of the New Brohemia models opened his jacket to reveal MY FAVORITE T-SHIRT.


Comment of the Day: girrrrl, thank you for this reminder! I just went through and blocked what felt like 5 bajillion pervy-types. I went through both those who had added me as a contact AND those who had favorited any of my photos and were creepy. the latter took forever, but at least they won't have that pic of me readily available for who knows what anymore! -Chelsea

