I know I wore this skirt last week, but Jebus Creeze, I ran out of time and I needed to wear something marginally professional and light-coloured today. SO GIVE ME A BREAK.
In other news, is that Farrah Fawcett? Or is it Natalie? It’s Natalie. With Farrah Fawcett hairs.
Here is my idea:
Avodaco Feeding Tube Machine (PATENT PENDING!!):
- One spoon hooked up to a mini rotating fan
- Six slap-chops
- One plastic sheet
- Two funnels
- One clear plastic tube
- 25 avocados
I eat so many avocados, that I’m pretty sure my stomach is full of pureed avocados anyways.
Today is officially triple cat day. Because I have on a leopard-print silk top and cheetah print peep toes. And because my red hair is totally frizzy and it looks like an overgrown lion’s mane.
As promised, I wanted to give you a more detailed run-down of our night last Friday! Galit, our wonderful photographer, came through with some AMAZING shots that really bring the night to life. ART-Y!
I mentioned in my previous post that I slammed my damn face on the car frame, and closed my finger in the car door, and had like, 10 minutes to de-grossify prior to the event… but somehow, it all came together swimmingly. Check out the SPREAAAAD! Pink Grapefruit Boozy Drink! Pink Shortbread! Genetically Modified Strawberries! Popeye Cigarettes! WHAAAAAT, PLAYA??!!
Micah’s store looked awesome, obvs.
Our vintage stuff looked awesome, obvs.
Pam and Nat looked awesome, obvs.
You’ll note my outfit selection… the super vintagey halter-neck dress won! I will admit that I felt a litttttle costumey with my INTENSE RED HAIR and INTENSE VINTAGE DRESS. But whatever. Suck my nut.
I changed when we went out drinking at Camp 4, anyways.
Micah looked awesome, obvs.
But really, the best part of the night was that our friends totally showed up to support us, and spent time trying on and purchasing some of our loot! The night whirled by pretty quickly for me, so I’m SO grateful for the photos that Galit took…
This chick was pretty excited to find the blue and black superwoman belt:
Peek a boo:
There’s our supermodel, Sarah…
Some chicks that we didn’t know bought a shit-load. Siiiiiiick!
High school reunion!
Thanks again, Micah, Pam, EVERYONE!
The Summer Social Pop Up Shop is still popped-up at Russet and Empire until Sunday!
COME AND GIIIIT IT!
My friend Krystine is starting up a Doggie and Baby apparel company called Babies and Beasts, which looks like its going to be AMAZING!
Since her Frenchies Tank and Pepper are good friends with my Molly-May, Krystine asked whether Molly would mind modeling her svelte and muscular “Boston Terrier” body-type in one of her coats. Molly was flattered to be asked, and being the self-centered gal that she is, jumped at the chance to be a model.
First stop was an “outdoor action photo-shoot” with a whole bum-load of brain-meltingly cute snub-nose variety dogs. There were about 8 or so Frenchies, 2 Pugs, 1 English Bulldog, and 1 mini Boston Terrier (you know who!).
Let’s just revel in the cuteness bomb that exploded at The Brickworks when we all got to the parking lot:
Time to put on your gorgeous, custom-made coat, Molly! In your signature colour, of course…
Molly is giving me the stink-eye here because she doesn’t like wearing coats in the summer (please note how skinny my calves look in this photo…):
There were tons of other adorable custom-made coats:
And Francine!!! POOR FRANCINE! Francine is a fawn Frenchie who lives in the area, and who Molly and I see often in Trinity… it seems as though her owners wanted her to be a part of the shoot, but couldn’t make it to the event, so they asked Krystine to bring her along on their behalf. She was NOT happy about being sans Daddy:
Her little face was so pathetic and sad, that when she hobbled over to me for some lovin’, I couldn’t resist…
She looks much happier here, no?
I think that Molly got jealous, and starting trying to crawl up on top of both of us to get some attention:
So I put Francine down… poor girl. She was still a little freaked:
Her coat was SO CUTE, though… a very ladylike burnt orange and gold brocade:
Anyways, Molly met some new friends in her typical way… i.e. lifting her back leg to provide easy access to her doggie girl-parts so that men could stick their snout right up in there.
Go ahead, take a sniff:
Yep, just get a big whiff:
Ummm Hmmm, that’s my stuff. Breathe it in:
What a slut.
Tonight is the product shoot, which will be shot by yours truly… suddenly I’m a moonlighting photographer .
I’ll give you some updates tomorrow!
Also, you should come to the launch party on Wednesday, August 3rd, 6:00 pm at the Pawsway. You’ll be able to see the runway walk of a certain slutty little Boston Terrier.
This shirt is the hardest shirt to iron on the face of the Earth. It took me like, 45 minutes to get all the damn-ass-poo rufflies all straight. Fuck.
I also tried the center-part on my own today to get on board with the 70′s hair trend. I think it looks pretty cute. But it highlighted two things:
1. I do not have an asymmetrical face. In fact, I’m pretty sure my face asymmetry is at “gargoyle-level” of distortion.
2. I can already see my roots. After a week and a half.
For some reason, I had an intense desire to amp-up my professionalism today, hence the suit. The suit jacket was purchased on super-sale, and it’s sliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiightly too small in the shoulders, so I have to walk around like the Tin Man from The Wizard of Oz all day.