Why did no one tell me that basketball is awesome???? i didn’t know shaggy haired dudes were allowed to play sports! if ANYONE reading this can get super great seats at a Lakers game and wouldn’t mind taking me and flirting with this dude, make it happen and we’ll have a blast! xo
41. never wear ugg boots. Apparently girls didn’t get this memo 7 years ago. MAYBE when you’re in Malibu, and even then it’s sketch. Maybe on a ski trip around the lodge, but not out and about at sundance! perhaps to a movie/TV set in the morning, cuz you’re gonna change into your wardrobe anyways! have you given any thought to moccasin boots: the healthy alternative to ugg boots?
UNZIPPED holds a VERY special place in my heart. it is a documentary about fashion designer Isaac Mizrahi. this film changed my life. it inspired me to move to new york immediately after graduating high school and showed me how exciting and glamorous life could be. the world is what you make it. figure out what you love doing and do it. make your world whatever it is you want it to be by surrounding yourself with people and things that represent who you are and what you love. here are some lovely pieces from the film. the weekend is approaching, you’ve got time.& while you’re at it, say hello to my new friend zac sebastian.
People are so weird! More than one person can fit at the fucking milk/stir/pouring out excess coffee/mixing station at Starbucks! What the fuck! I hate when I squeeze in next to someone, giving them totally enough elbow room and they still give me attitude! I’m just trying to work together! it’s a free fucking country! we’re obviously both in a hurry. it’s not a big deal! pick your battles! you don’t own Starbucks (although I seriously doubt the owner would mind a cram sesh at the work station. he’d be happy about the business)! and then they give me the passive aggressive look over their shoulder! it isn’t your right to feel like a king at the mixing station. Move the fuck aside and let’s consciously ignore each other and do what we need to do! I’d actually rather you said “hey bitch cunt, you’re in my space!” That way I could reply “yes, fuckface, I can see that! I’m pretty sure we can coexist here for 19 seconds you shit eating asshole! Have a good day! I love you”. but i guess that’s just me living in a fantasy world. which brings me to those people who stand behind me, when I’m in their way, but I clearly have no idea and don’t know there is someone who needs to get past me! And when I finally do turn around and see them and say “oh, hey, sorry, I had no idea, whoopsies. allow me to move!”and they just huff and roll there eyes, and barrel past me all over the top stylies-performing for me and everyone else they’ve been trying to gain empathy from for the past 5 minutes. When all they needed to say was “excuse me. I need to get by.” That’s why we have vocal cords! To communicate! you passive aggressive bitches! Speak, and your wish might be granted! Or just hold it in and grow an ulcer. Your call. oh yeah, and it’s totally cool to signal when changing lanes and/or turning. Xoxo
So the other day, i was gonna MAYBE take a Pilates class- cuz I’m trying to incorporate exercise into my life-(BORING), i had a work thing to do from 11am to 11:19am, and then an interview with a dude named Addison. i had never met him, but 1. his facebook photos were awesome, b. he likes my blog, and 3. he has a very photogenic face. done deal. (1, b,and 3 were written on purpose fyi. feel free to steal this and say it in public. makes people laugh every time- possibly at your expense, but SO WHAT!) I was a bit sleepy and burnt on the dude interviews for the week. me, burnt out on talking to dudes?! who was i? anywayzies. we were meeting up at Starbucks on Larchmont. if he was a dud/murderer and i had to escape- i could at least have a venti coffee with some half and half, check out Larchmont beauty center next door, go to rite aid and get a flash light to shine on guys the next time i do a night time interview (so they’re not a dark blob with a voice attached, as per the usual), or i could beg Marlborough students (all girl private school) to take my stickers/make their classmates read my blog!
But no. instead i made a new friend! Addison: a young man who’s not only stylish and open to talking about his life and love experiences, but makes me look cool and hip- just by standing next to me, based on his youth and choice of outfit alone! i didn’t know what to ask, how to feel. it wasn’t a date, but what was it? just two random people talking about life. him in his American rag t shirt and me in my hm tights with an American apparel tote! this is what dreams are made of! while chatting about favorite TV shows (you’ve all been there) we discovered we both love arrested development! duh! are we not human? do we not bleed? and all of a sudden, in walks……..Will Arnett! (in a white american apparel deep v and a dark denim jacket, if you MUST know- couldn’t tell if it was Levis or apc. I’m gonna guess Levis.) Addison and i took this as a sign from our maker…..the maker of dreams come true! of ALL the Starbucks, in ALL the world, Will had walked into ours- mid chat over arrested development even?! come on! he was too talented and handsome NOT to be photographed and placed on my blog. and that’s what i told him! i apologized for my infiltrating his personal space, and asking him to be a boycrazy.com representative. i told him that i felt i could get away with behavior like this because i’m a girl and my blog is awesome. he agreed. he was down! if you look closely, you’ll see he’s wearing a boycrazy.com sticker that i adorned him with. I’m sure it’s in the trash somewhere now, most likely in the one right outside Starbucks! but i don’t care. it was an exciting day! you’re welcome! xoxo
addison gets personal from alexi wasser on Vimeo.
I used to be so grateful when a guy liked me. So thankful he had put his attention on me. Until one day, I grew up and became a bit more discerning. I realized that I have a say in who I let into my life. That they should be so lucky to be inside me and a part of my world. Just because they were skinny or stylish or just, well, a dude- didn’t mean they were the be all, end all. just because they were men, and spending time with me, didn’t mean they were gods and that i had to be appreciative of the fact that they chose me. me! i don’t know exactly WHEN i realized that I’m just as important as i thought they were, but I’m so happy that day came! it’s changed me forever and for that i am grateful! Unfortunately, I really love make outs- so I still made out a ton after i had this epiphany! But at least it was much more thought out and i was the one doing the choosing.
If being good looking were a crime, this guy would have been locked up a long time ago. it’s not his fault, he was just born this way….PERFECT! STOP punishing him for having the ability to make your heart sing. DON’T go mental! at the end of the day, he’s really JUST a person. a person who has the power to stomp on your heart with a designer shoe you’d never be able to afford or pull off! so, sit back and listen to what he has to say. you might learn something. i wish i had! instead i fainted. i love you.
ps: if you’re in new york, check this out! xo
Sometimes you just have to storm into a dudes house, beg him and his actor friend to take their shirts off, and ask them questions till they give you a goddamn answer. so that’s what i did. i was bored and lonely. I’d just had a full and productive day getting my hair cut & colored, and my nails done. i didn’t even have to wake up early the next day, so i could totally stay up late! but do what, where, and with who? i had no one to annoy! i needed brains to play with! dolls made out of people!
Meanwhile, jack and pj were cozy at home (not in a gay way) living their lives, playing video games, texting, watching the boob tube, one up’ing each other with witty quips and fast paced banter… UNTIL I ARRIVED, TO FUCK THEIR SHIT UP! so tonight, this is what i learned via pillow talk. we didn’t have sex, but i made sure there was a pillow near by each of the boys -at all times- to make them feel safe and have something to squeeze in case my questions got too scary. let’s learn about the inner workings of two successful, cool, heterosexual, hip, young, go-getting dudes!
