"Actually, we've got a pretty nice little Saturday planned out"

...name that movie.


But really, today was fancy. 70 degrees, manicures, pedicures, Target trip, lunch complete with margaritas. The weather was beautiful and that meant the citizens of Little Five Points were losing their minds over parking. I just parked at a friends house and walked to the salon for our appointments. I need a salon in my own neighborhood where I can just walk. Instead, I'm forced to drive 4 minutes. White Girl Problem.

Last night I ventured over to Decatur for drinks & games at Twains with some people from the agency. It was a group of people I don't work with on a daily basis... creatives types mainly. And especially since media moved to the newly renovated building, I don't see people outside of my department hardly ever anymore.

I bought a quilted jacket with a faux fur trimmed hood, and it makes me feel like J.Lo. I'm not sure why....I have this vague memory of J.Lo being in a rap video with a fur hood. Maybe during her Puff Daddy stage? I'm going to need to research this, clearly.


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would not have hated being stuck at this party: The Strokes, Kings of Leon & Regina Spektor.

I always forget what a fox Nick Valensi is until I see a picture. Duh.

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I am very excite, Yes?

Boy and Girls- I am going to see DISPATCH in June. This is the band I have liked the longest in my life. That was an awkward sentence, but let's go with it. I've liked them even before I started serrriously liking Kings of Leon. But then these hobos decided to break up in 2002, literally the year I discovered them. Crushed! Every so often, Dispatch will reunite for a charity show during the summer, but I was out of the country in 2007. So I've never, ever seen them live. And now I will! And every time I think about it, I get super excited.

My work bestie and I are going, and we're sitting in the orchestra at the venue? I don't know what that means but i'm 88% sure we have actual seats. I don't really care about being front row (unlike Kings of Leon....the band members of Dispatch are decidedly NOT dead sexy).


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Blair: "How do you even know that? You slept through history class last year" Serena: "I love The Tudors.....Henry Cavill is SUCH a babe"

That, my friends, is no lie.

BBC America started airing The Tudors this weekend, and I realized Seasons 1 and 2 are on Netflix Instant streaming. Some may-jor dramatic license was taken, but screw historical accuracy, this shit is HOT.


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This snowstorm is bullshit #whitegirlproblems

Like everyone else in the Southeast, I'm snowed (and iced!) in today, and again tomorrow.

But there's a twist! The transformer in my heating unit punked out this morning. After I cleared everything out of my closet only for my maintenance guy to tell me it needs a replacement part, I sat around feeling cold and sorry for myself.
Then I realized that merely one block away was an ACE Hardware. I called- they were open- AND sold spaceheaters. Cut to me bundling up in two pairs of tights, two pairs of exercise leggings, rainboots, sweaters and gloves, and marching myself down to ACE to buy a DE-LUXE stand-up ceramic spaceheater. I don't fuck around. Being cold is just miserable. Then I just wanted to drink, but I really had to work and dial in to conference calls. Meh.

In non-snow related news....my parents got me a real, big-girl vacuum for Christmas. I put it together yesterday, and I'm just going to say---it was EMBARRASSING how excited I was to really vacuum this apartment. I did the baseboards. I used auxiliary attachments. This old building with hardwood floors gets so dusty, and my 6 year old dinky vacuum from college was not cutting it. But the new Bissel was.....magical.



I just lost all my street cred for writing the above paragraph.


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Chanel Cinderella

Buh.

So Blake Lively is now the "face" of the Chanel Spring bag line, "Mademoiselle." I have a love/hate thing for Blake. Love, because....obviously Gossip Girl makes my world go round. Hate, because.....obviously she's super tall, has a ridiculously beautiful head of hair, huge perky boobs, and I read in Glamour a few months ago that she doesn't work out. She just is.
Karl Lagerfeld is totally sprung on her, too. He calls her his "American Dream Girl," or something equally as wholesomely nauseating.

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White Girl Problems

I have recently discovered the twitter account "@whitegrlproblem" and i'm only sorry I didn't sooner. It's funny 'cuz it's true. And sad 'cuz it's true in some cases. But mostly funny.

Some of my favorites:

Am I the only person who thinks I'm funny? #whitegirlproblems

I'm never drinking again, except for the occasional glass of white wine, vodka sodas, on holidays or my birthday month. #whitegirlproblems

My Dad's all “how’s that job search going?” and I'm all “stop yelling at me” and he's all “calm down” and I'm all “bye." #whitegirlproblems

He looks super homeless, but like, in the hottest way possible. #whitegirlproblems

It's exhausting being the writer, director, producer and star of my own life. #whitegirlproblems

Some people just shouldn't be allowed to talk to me, look at me, call me, text me, email me, or touch me. #whitegirlproblems

Seriously, if you go deep into Brussels it gets really ghetto. #whitegirlproblems

I can see your daddy issues from here. #whitegirlproblems

Plan B #whitegirlproblems

Your outfit just made me puke, but at least I won't have to work out today. #whitegirlproblems

This lobby is bullshit. #whitegirlproblems


And I actually have a real white girl problem.....the binder portion of my Vuitton agenda has disconnected from the canvas, and now I have to send it back to get fixed. Yea.

In more white girl news....we switched offices at the agency today. My department is now in a funky, lofty, open-air-y part of the complex, but I've been separated from my work bestie. Allegedly it's because we're going to be working on different teams in the future, but I think it was on purpose. "Productivity" or whatnot. Also my two heterosexual work crushes are still in the old building. Lame. But I have a bigger desk. But I'm sitting near two of the most annoying girls in the department. I can't win.