Music Monday

So I can't really think of anything to say about the pictures I randomly collect on my desktop throughout the week but then again it's my blog so I don't really have to explain. Maybe I'll start doing this every Monday, as a way of "cleansing" my desktop, which is this smokin' hot picture of Miss Bridgitte Bardot.
And here is some music to go with your Monday, which if it's anything like mine (after an allnight catch up session with the real housewives of NYC) you will be exhausted and ready for summer. The Robert Earl Keen Jr song is in hopes that I will going to see him Thursday at the newly renovated Jefferson theater in Charlottesville on Thursday...

Target does it again...

Target's Liberty of London patterned collection makes my knees weak. I've only looked online and the few commercials I saw while back in Florida because I dare not actually step foot in a store and tempt myself. I have been WAITING FOREVER though for them to finally have the guest designers for housewares like they do for clothes and thank you god, he finally delivered. Now if only I had a house I could fill with all these treasures, and an endless supply of money... Maybe I could sell my car for cash and just use this beautiful bike for transportation...

Shop | Kitson Boutique

Shop | Kitson Boutique

Oh my god I want these...

speaking of birthdays...

...just because I'm downplaying mine doesn't mean I don't want presents. If anyone feels so inclined to buy me these glasses with my prescription I'd be a huge fan. Especially since when I went to get a price estimate I found out that with my near blind state the lenses would cost a cool $300. Maybe I'll just be really lame and wear the ones without a prescription and lie. I guess it goes well with my age lying plan... I'm turning into a liar in my old age.

I want to be forever young.

So my 23rd birthday is in a little over a week. Normally I make a huge production and make sure all the work knows that it is MY special anniversary of coming out of my mom's... well you know. However, this year it has snuck up on me and given me the first taste of birthdays to come where I pretend I'm turning 21, again. So I am officially designating 23 as my last year of getting older. Not that I am going to die or anything, lets hope, but I plan on looking (and playing the role of) 23 years old until I turn 30, and maybe longer. I always said I'd never lie about my age but then again all fabulous women lie about their age and say it's impolite to ask a woman how old she is so I will be following in that path. To begin this wonderful journey of 23 I bought myself the below item as a birthday gift to prepare. I even went online, read reviews, and printed coupons like old women.


...the music's for the sad men.

Fly away with me

Hayyyy I'm from the FLA

Heading home to florida for the week. Sharing some sisterly loving with Meredith on her spring break down in beautiful boca! God I need this... Oh, and yeah, this is how I pack. Complete with mason staring over my shoulder scoffing at my unsensible packing skills and owsley attempting to make himself comfortable on a sequin Betsey Johnson dress.


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Stackin dat chedda

I'm a pot dealer. And by pot dealer I mean copper pots and pans that I sell on eBay. My business is finally starting to work out, at least as a little side project to distract me from my real job. Now if I can only figure out how to prevent myself from spending everything I make via eBay, on other crap from eBay. Case in point, the little gems I picked up from the good ol' USPS when I went to go ship out packages this morning. Everyone needs some red cowboy boots...

PS. GORGEOUS WEATHER MAKES ME SOOOOO HAPPY!!!!!!!