No, those aren't my boobs.

Did a pretty awesome manicure the other day, using Essie Glamour Purse** as the base, and OPI gold crackle on top. So good. It's all sparkly in the sun and the crackle hides chips and crappy pain jobs.

**You can also use, like, any other grey/beige, griege nail polish. Of which there are lots. And lots. Some with less stupid names.

Trying to track down June 2011 Italian Vogue

Because, duh...

aw shit...

So i've always been like...whatever La Mer, thinking it's kind of too greasy and i don't love the smell. but when i was visiting ritz this weekend in LA, she gave me a generous sample and now i want some. so good. UGH.

Goth's not dead

Last night on the BART to Aakland for the Giants/A's game, some pseudo goth dude was wearing a shirt that said "Murder Never Dies." He was listing to AFI on his headphone I could tell!

Dudes!

I keep meaning to start a newer lady blog but fuck it ima start writing on this one again. I'm filling in at Curator this weekend (with the INTERNET!) so i'll post some stuff. Or whatever.

shoes omg

I stopped by Barneys last night to pick up some shoes i'd had repaired. Whoops. Now i can't stop thinking about these....

Almost 5 inches, they're really not make for walking (even the type of walking-to-catch-a-cab walking i usually have to do in louboutins) but who need to walk anyway?

My life is exciting...

yesterday i bought a new curling iron. it's gold. come over i'll curl your hair.

um, ok.