And in today’s late night-post watching football and drinking wine-Amazon purchasing spree - I present seasons two and three of Beverly Hills 90210. I stand by this somewhat questionable decision.
And in today’s late night-post watching football and drinking wine-Amazon purchasing spree - I present seasons two and three of Beverly Hills 90210. I stand by this somewhat questionable decision.
Now this is a backless dress I can get behind. Alice + Olivia dress. Available at ShopBop for $231.
San Franciscans:
therefore you might not deduct from this that we are fans of our sports teams. We may not turn up at every game, away or in the city, but we are fans.
I was 6 when I watched my first 49er game. I was 6 when I first rooted for the Giants.
Just because I didn’t grow up in a college football town doesn’t make me a “non sports fan”. I love the Niners, the Giants and the Lakers (yes the LA Lakers - blame college). I am a sports fan and I live in San Francisco.
Those who work in PR/communications will appreciate this nice little video that one of my former colleague and her co-workers pulled together. Priceless. “Did you get my email? Just a thought….”
cheers to our girl who’s most likely to order another round. (Taken with instagram)
I believe I would win this…almost every time.
2011 sucked. I got dressed up tonight with my best friend and Mike in the hopes it will spur an amazing year.
Happy New Year Tumblr!
cleverlikewhoa asked: Tag, you’re it! Here are the rules: Each tagged person must post ten things about themselves. You have to choose and tag ten people. Go to their blogs and tell them you tagged them.
1. I am consistently late when it comes to my personal life. As you can see from this (you all have already completed this Tumblr fad and I am a day or two late). However, when it comes to my professional life, I am typically five minutes early.
2. I only wear my hair up at the gym. NEVER ever any other time. (It is rare to ever see me with my hair up at all.) This may stem from seeing a picture of me in sixth grade when my best friend at the time, Deborah, told me matter of factly that I shouldn’t have worn my hair up. That, combined with my being self aware that at any weight my face is far too round to look good with my hair up.
3. One of my favorite things to do is juke box jack at bars. Specifically, I enjoy playing country songs (always a crowd pleaser, not), Britney Spears and 1999 (the year I graduated high school so that I can see whether other people in the bar are as old as I am).
4. I speak Portuguese (though I’ve probably become rusty in recent years without my friends Marta and Michelle to practice with). I learned Portuguese because after I broke up with my boyfriend of four years my second year of college, my parents paid for me to go to Portugal. In my travels to the Azores (BEST PLACE TO TRAVEL TO EVER), I met and fell in love with a boy named Ruben. I was convinced I would return to the Azores and marry him someday. ;)
5. I am scared of being in a dark house by myself still. If I was single, I would definitely live in a studio apartment with minimal windows on a high floor with only one point of entry.
6. When I get drunk, I tell Mike that I think we should have kids. (note: the next morning I immediately reverse said decision).
7. When I was in college, my friends and I would seat fill for award shows like the MTV Movie Awards. One time, I got to seat fill at the ESPYs and was placed next to Jessica Simpson while Nick Lachey was presenting an award onstage. She asked me how seat filling worked and where I went to college. She seemed so fascinated about my going to UCSB and asked me what college was like. She was gorgeous in person and truly a sweet person.
8. I can’t cook. The only thing I’ve mastered are scrambled eggs and twice baked potatoes (never together).
9. If I had to eat at any restaurant in the world everyday for the rest of my life it would be La Bonne Soupe in Manhattan.
10. I fell out of a tree when I was in third grade, which resulted in a scar just above my right lip. It doesn’t bother me now, but gave me such grief in junior high when kids aren’t the kindest. :-)
But there is little more satisfying to me than (on occasion and only when appropriate) a well executed passive aggressive act. It may be immature, it may be silly to anyone but me - however the satisfaction I feel from it goes a really long way.