today is good for lots of reasons.
1.
tonight i get watch american horror story and cry into my shitted pants.
2.
i made this for all of us to enjoy..
and
3.
christine finally has her painting..
a close up..
you go there now to see more of where it's hanging(with mr. cooper)..
those are all some damn things yaaaaa'llll..
today i am over at bijou and boheme talkin bout style..
you will see some of this:
and more stupid made up style names.
so go and read it and become more STYYLISH!
form of....
paid writer!
if you are under the impression that blogs are a giant waste of time.
you would right.
BUT...if you are good at blogging..
i.e. your writing doesn't suck and you have the smarts..
other people will take notice and hire you for their own needs and purposes.
case in point my sister wife, raina of if the lampshade fits..
she is definitely smarter than anyone i know and therefore her snark comes off as genius and not really snark..
plus she knows a thing or four about interior design.
in fact i dare say she knows more about interior design than most interior designers.
anyway..
raina now has her own column on curbed national!!!
so..congrats to you raina.
you deserve it!
sorry for the lack of post today.
i have been addressing emails and work related things mostly.
but really i have been twittering, doing yoga and eating ham.
no...there was work too. really.
but mostly i have been avoiding life bc of this:
this is not ok.
not for georgia.
not ever.
but i promised a recap of the rue party.
i did NOT go to LAVISH.
repeat..
NOT. AT. LAVISH.
RUE WAS A FREE GIG.
so i went.
bc i am whore for cake and vodka.
it was decorated inside the party:
the picture doesn't do it justice.
the picture that i stole from this blogger:
it was really pretty.
the night started off innocently enough.
dinner at the W with erica of design blahg, nicole of sketch 42, brian patrick flynn of decor demon, his man meat hollis, niki papadopoulous of yummy scrumptious and my best gal molly (aka mollsballs).
we ate mediocre food and talked about everything from rue magazine to botox to christmas trees.
after dinner we hightailed it to the rue party where i proceeded to pound vodka and cake on a stick.
i spoke with shameeka and we are lovers again.
i met anne sage, and all the rue ladies..ok...some of the rue ladies.
i am pretty sure a few of them thought i was straight up on crack.
and/or weird times 4 billion.
the proof is in the delicious pudding:
notice how i had to rest on the wall.
this was due to the ridiculously awesome songs the dj was smearing in my face.
i needed a minute.
if you are getting married spend every last dime on these guys.
and then invite me to your wedding so i can make love to the dance floor.
video footage courtesy of the fabulous and gorgeous nicole.
mostly i feel like this...
only in my case there is a half empty glass of wine in my hand and i am wearing a t shirt with pit stains.
weekend highlights:
shopping at an antiques store where i procured a lucite bench for the foot of the bed.
brokesprained my toe.
pieces inc. for furniture humping.
pot roast and cheerleading.
the nolanator- the most charming love bug almost 4 year old ever.
wedding cake cupcakes with 5 inch mounds of icing in and on my facepiece.
roast chicken and the dumbest brownie pudding you ever did throw in your mouth.
mostly i just reveled in the glow of three of the most awesome women i know.
i didn't take any pictures bc i am a douche. (and probably now dead to you)
but i think they did so hopefully this week i will steal STEAL from their blogs.
i hope you all enjoyed your weekend and managed to not get
a.) murdered
b.) stung by a bee
c.) diarrhea'd on by an alien with acid poop
or
d.) butt sex from a robot
