Friday, February 22, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
And you know what? Random people can comment on the outfits you put together. I was all "WHAAA??? I thought this was just me, playing grown-up paper dolls!"
You have to enter a title for each outfit, which I didn't give much thought to, and for the purple & gray dress combo (in previous post) I just put "Date". Someone who calls herself "cuteoverload" (ahem) was all "maybe a bit drab for a date?...but taht (sic) bag is beautiful".
Fashion is entirely subjective, and no, I don't think it was a bit drab for a date. But her comment immediately made me wonder what cuteoverload might deem date-appropriate, and I have a feeling it might involve a plunging neckline and lucite platforms.
But, again, fashion is ENTIRELY subjective.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
This is the exact opposite of what I need right now. What do I need? More time! What does this do? Usurps the free time!
But look what I just made over at my Favorite New Website:
Polyvore will be responsible for my descent into utter-reclusiveness.
Monday, February 18, 2008
We couldn't find skis to fit him, though, so he stayed in my pocket the entire time.
We then drove to the Sundance resort, where we stayed at a gorgeous "mountain home", which - as we discovered later - had belonged to Robert Redford and his first wife, Lola.
Fernando stood outside the house - awed. His favorite movie was "The Pig Whisperer". I tried to explain to him that he may have been mistaken about that title, but he wouldn't hear it.
Once we settled in, he proceeded to get into the wine.
There was a lot of snow outside, and he offered to shovel the deck, but he was really just too drunk.
Our group then went to dinner at the lovely Tree Room, for Kerry's brother Ted's birthday. Fernando, was sidetracked by the Sundance wine selection.
Fernando remembered his manners, and took this lovely group photo of Ted-the-birthday-boy, and all his ladies.
Fernando was so taken with our gracious hostess, Terry...
...that there may be a trip to Boston in his future...
Friday, February 15, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
(Ed. Note: Jane Fonda's Awesome Quotient has risen exponentially due to Today appearance. That is just funny shit).
I was just going to post a few photos of pretty, red shoes, but then Card sent me this Valentine:
A little aggro, but also a little funny.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Cupid, use the soft arrows, please.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Basically, shutting down the Red Light District. Roxanne! Where will she go?
Or, more importantly, what the hell are Sally, Fernando and I supposed to do for money while we're there?
Monday, February 11, 2008
Friday, February 8, 2008
The tour lasted 90 minutes, and drove us all over Austin, giving us a little historical background that I paid no attention to. It was just so sunny!
Then, after the tour, it was lunchtime. We tried to go to Sandra Bullock's restaurant, Bess Bistro, but it was closed. SANDY! WHERE'S THE LOVE! FERNANDO NEEDS A SANDWICH!
So we went to Lambert's instead:
I love love love Lambert's. The building reminds me of an old-timey, Western bank building (which actually might be what it is...), and the plank wooden floors had a saloon feel to them.
And the Frito pie had a my-ass-probably-doesn't-need-this feel to it...
Fernando seemed puzzled by this dish, and I tried to hide that it was pulled-pork Frito pie.
After lunch, it was shoppy time. Not to be confused with Hammer time. There were no giant pants purchased. But I did spend way too much on a dress/smock-type thing at a boutique on 2nd St. After which, we took Fernando to try on cowboy boots:
They didn't have his size.
We did a lot of walking, although not as much as I would have liked. Mom prefers to ride public transportation - "It's only a dollar!" - so we took the bus down to South Congress and wandered around down there for a bit.
To quote Samantha Baker from "Sixteen Candles": I loathe the bus.
For dinner, we did fancy-fancy French (which La Belette Rouge will appreciate) at Aquarelle:
Fernando blended right in with the scenery on the menu, although he was improperly dressed. It was too warm for the hat & scarf, so he was just naked. Whatever - the French are much more relaxed about nudity anyway.
Mom and I were not naked, but rather sassily coordinated: Mom in her sweater & skirt ensemble, and me in my new Spent-too-much-but-really-love-it BCBG thing.
Is it a dress? Is it a smock? Who can say?
This photo is kind of awkward (does my purse need to sit down?), but you get the idea.
A good time was had by all in Austin. Don't mess with Texas.
(please stay tuned for Fernando's next Extravaganza! Skiing in Park City, UT with Kerry, Terri & Ted).
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
1. Who Represents is where you can find the name of the agent that represents any celebrity. Their Web site is www.whorepresents.com/
2. Experts Exchange is a knowledge base where programmers can exchange Advice and views at www.expertsexchange.com/ [they've added a well-placed hyphen now]
3. Looking for a pen? Look no further than Pen Island at www.penisland.net/
4. Need a therapist? Try Therapist Finder at www.therapistfinder.com/
5. There's the Italian Power Generator company, www.powergenitalia.com/
6. And don't forget the Mole Station Native Nursery in New South Wales,www.molestationnursery.com/ [they've clued in and changed "station" to"river"]
7. If you're looking for IP computer software, there's always www.ipanywhere.com/
8. The First Cumming Methodist Church Web site is www.cummingfirst.com/
9. And the designers at Speed of Art await you at their wacky Web site, www.speedofart.com/
Dear John Mayer,
1 - Your Body Is Not A Wonderland
2 - This image makes me want to Scream At The Top Of My Lungs
3 - You really are Bigger Than Your Body, and that over-thong is not
And, completely unrelated to your lyrics, if I have to get bikini-waxed before donning a swimsuit, you should too.
Manscaping is relatively unheard of in Borat's hometown. You are from Fairfield, Connecticut.
This is what the Driskill Hotel looks like at night. With the flash off, on my camera - honestly.
Fernando wanted to get room service. He is constantly eating.
We were extremely pleased with the accommodations.
And I loved the whole Old Texas/cowboy vibe.
Mom and I did not want room service, so we muzzled Fernando and went here:
Fernando was fine, once he realized he could have a flight of wine with his snacks.
This was my kind-of-artistic photo from my seat at the bar:
Fernando was bombed, so my mom had to hold him up for the group photo:
And then we weaved our way through the streets, back to the hotel for some sleepy-time.
More tomorrow. What! It was a big weekend!
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Monday, February 4, 2008
Fernando was as exasperated as I was, and he went straight for the Skyy vodka in the freezer
We finally pulled it together, and headed to SeaTac airport on Friday. We had a little lunch before going to the gate, and Fernando was delighted with these little chocolate-covered pears, and apple caramels. I barely had any.
We met up with Mom in Houston for the flight to Austin. Mom had brought her knitting, and made Fernando a new scarf and hat!
And that's what we call a cliffhanger. More tomorrow!
He wouldn't be able to wear them the entire weekend, as it was pretty warm...