posted by: audra
i know, right? just be happy that yours truly has an important enough job that i don’t spend hours of the workday blogging any longer. or don’t be. your choice.
the latest assorted treats, in list form…because i’m lazy:
*a single man. um–turns out, tom ford, the love of my life, can direct! so beautiful it’s nearly unspeakable. just watch it. so pretty….slow, but i promise it will hold your attention, hence the prettiness.
and speaking of beautiful films…
*antichrist. i was all up in arms to see this months ago, and finally saw it the last weekend. i have a problem with lars von trier even though i think he’s kind of amazing, but this film is brilliant. SPOILER ALERT! clit cutting & ejaculating blood. combined with charlotte gainsbourg, willem dafoe & witchcraft = kinda perf. but once you see ‘her’ whip out the scissors, look away if you’re faint of heart.
*this is old news now, but trust me–if you make a group of your friends watch it, it will spark controversy & they’ll be talking about it long after you’ve slammed your ginger infused vodka & smoked 4 ciggies. even if it puts you all in a tizzy & you think it has nothing to say… isn’t the mish accomplished?
*what the fuck is wrong with me that i haven’t blog-lamented lee mcqueen’s devastating suicide?! what a tool. seriously.
*whilst i love my favorite bar, i truly wish that i could dismember nearly every regular patron of that place. and i’m so tired of the self-righteous, holier-than-thou fucks there that i can’t even stand myself any longer. the gentleman i’ve affectionately nicknamed ‘headphones’? he’s fine. sam’s stalker? even he’s fine. but the retards who play quarters at the bar have got to go. really? you guys are like, 35. and you have cat hair caked to the ass of your fucking skinny jeans & stupid hipster cardigans. i’m not interested in you beating my awesome team at bar trivia, either. fuck you, your douchebaggery, zig zags & loose american spirit tobacco.
*mos qui qui bites are sick, and you’ll totally look like a severe acne victim, post evening stroll up the street unless you protect yourself with pure vanilla extract on your pulse points! it works–promise! this learned after enduring 28 bites. and actually, after discovering this super-important tip, i pretty much doused my entire body with vanilla extract. you’ll smell like junior high (vanilla fields!), but i’m certain that it will keep you mos qui qui free. but bees like it. be careful, babies.
*landlords sometimes do awesome things! they may actually clean up their shop/studio/rat’s nest with rad galvanized siding and leave a treat from their vacay to greece on your door!
*some quick product reviews from me that i know you’ve missed…
korres soft eyeliner pencil in black is rather… um, really good. it glides on perfectly smooth, stays on & will set you back about 16 bucks or something. take it from a girl who wears a whole lot of eyeliner.
sephora shadow also is really good! even though i shied away from sephora brand stuff before, for whatever reason, it’s really good! not spectacular, nothing special….just….good. $12.
korres wild rose face shit is totally, perfectly amazing! 32 bucks will get you a humble little jar of awesome that smells good & makes your medicine cabinet look stylish. and! what’s even better, is that it only takes a tiny dab to make your skin nice. you’re welcome! my only complaint is that possesses a mere 6(!) spf. fucking greeks.
more philosophy lip shine! this time in bubble gum, yet i still want to eat it. so awesome. $10.
don’t buy this hairspray! “brushable hold” and “lightweight” means that it doesn’t work. at all.
*my jam right now, not to mention completely exquisite video:
*this too…..um, boys in stilettos & fishnets?! sigh…
*…and this song which i’m totally obsessed with:
sadly, that’s all i have at the moment. love you, miss you, mean it!