Model Mania Part II

In the spirit of Fashion Week, which I think is going on right now in New York, I thought I'd share my latest modeling experience with you. My friend Gaby needed some models for a photo shoot at school, and I, of course, volunteered. She told me to dress "vintage nerdy chic" which she later clarified as something you might see in a yearbook photo in the 1920s-40s. Unfortunately, most of the things I own are either more Victorian or 70's looking, so I went for the Victorian look (I also borrowed the lovely ruffled shirt from Jess). Here is my best attempt at being vintage nerdy chic.

If you'd like to see the rest of the photo shoot, which included my brother, Kyle K, and some other friends, check out her website: http://www.gabriellecheikh.com

Hey youtubes!

With any luck, this is what Jared and I will be like in 50 years. Maybe we should refine our piano playing skills first. http://http//www.youtube.com/watch?v=RI-l0tK8Ok0

Bedford Excursion

When I got married, my grandmother asked if there was something special she could give us as a wedding present. I thought and thought about what I could ask for and finally decided I wanted a trunk to store my "play clothes" in. I used to love playing dress up at my grandmother's house - she had lots of clothes, wigs, shoes, glasses, purses, gloves, etc. My cousin Lesley and I would dress up like old women and call ourselves Louise and Louisa - we even made up our own song about gloves. A few years ago I started my own collection of play clothes for my future children. My collection is mostly clothing I bought for Halloween costumes or theme parties I've attended over the years, such as this one....

This weekend, I had the pleasure of accompanying my friends Jessica and Jennie to the lovely town of Bedford for a shopping extravaganza. We checked out the department stores (K-Mart and JC Penney), and some thrift stores, as well. I recently found Aunt Kate's Consigment shop advertising on Craigslist, so we headed over to Washington Ave, only to find we had gotten there 2 hours after the store closed. As we walked toward the door to check out the store hours, the owner, who was standing in front of the store, offered to let us in for a few mintues to look around. The store was kind of cluttered with used (but very nice and moderately priced) furniture and other household items.

Then, low and behold, I found the most perfect trunk for the most perfect price! What a victory! My grandmother will be thrilled we found something so wonderful. So if you're ever in Bedford, please check out Aunt Kate's - they have a lot of great things. Don't forget to check out the Elegant Lady, located downtown, too. They've got some great used formal wear and all other types of wear, as well as some awesome mannequins in awesome poses.

In your dreams

Lately I've been having a lot of weird dreams. Dream #1: I was in the back of Rodeo's party van with Kyle K - actually sitting on his lap with his arms around me holding me by my butt. And then I kissed him, and again, and again. Dream #2: My friend Ashley was supposed to come hang out with me at my mother's house in Fairmount. She didn't come and completely blew me off. I was very sad about it. Later that evening I heard something outside and went on the front porch to check it out. Ashley was running around in the snow, wearing a tank top, a pair of shorts, and nothing else. My friend Danielle was sitting in a chair in the middle of the yard, also wearing shorts and a tank top. I asked Ashley what she was doing and why she didn't tell me she was here so we could hang out. She yelled, "This is what you DO when you stand up a friend!" And then proceeded to rub her face in the snow as a form of punishment.

Sorry Kyle, that I dreamed about kissing you, I know that grosses you out. Sorry Jared, that I dreamed about kissing another boy (who is sort of like my brother). Sorry Ashley, that you feel you need to punish yourself for standing me up in my dream. Maybe I should make another dream catcher to catch some better dreams.

Like a rhinestone cowboy

I just recently decided I wanted a pair of cowboy boots - and then out of the blue, Jess buys me a pair of boots! Thanks dear Jess, for making my dreams come true. Today I'm rockin' those cowboy boots with a mint green polyester dress and my giant hoop bird earrings. I asked myself today, "Is it possible to wear too many accessories?" I thought about it for a while, spoke to my friend Maggie about it, and then decided - NO. You can never have too many. So I will continue my day wearing tights, boots, a scarf, a headband, giant earrings, and my trusty watch.

For my next tattoo

I want a chest piece. A giant eagle spread across my chest. Below is an example. Please disregard the "love/hate" text - my tattoo will read "America: love it or get out."

My husband thinks it's stupid for me to love America. I think he's stupid for not loving her.

The Perfect Valentine

I've not always been a great fan of Valentine's Day. This year Jared and I spent the weekend wtih my parents. I, being the great wife I am, completely forgot to give Jared a gift. He, being the incredible husband he is, gave me the best gifts I've ever received on Valentine's Day. Here is a little preview into my day:

Of course every girl needs a little Twilight on Valentine's Day. There was only one "Bella" chocolate, which I am thankful for, because it had creme in the middle. There were a few more "Jacob" treats, filled with peanut butter. And finally, the best chocolates are the "Edward" candies, which are filled with caramel. This is very fitting, since Edward is the best character in the book.

This next present was very exciting to me, as well. I have been telling Jared for a while I need to buy a Beyonce cd, and he just took care of it for me! Ladies, leave your man at home and take a listen to this jam-packed album. Stop listening when you get to track called "Radio" which is Beyonce's love song to her boom box. Yes, that's right, her stereo. Don't worry Beyonce, I still love you, even if there is one bad song on your album.

There were a couple other gifts, including the new Alicia Keys album, which I sort of listened to in the car, but not really because I was talking a lot. There was also a picture of a train track, drawn by Jared, that said, "I choo choo choose you." I thought he was so witty and made it all up by himself. Then I found out it was from an episode of the Simpson's. Don't worry Jared, I still love you, even if you steal your material.

Laser tag is for losers.

Just kidding! Here's an awesome picture of total babes playing laser tag. I promise I didn't mean to place my hand on Jessica's chest.

In other news, I need some help from my friends. I like the interweb, but I don't know what to look at while I'm on it. I like shopping and books and coffee and diet coke, and most things super girly. Any ideas?

Love will keep us alive

Lately all I can think about is money. Can't get a bigger apartment or buy a house without money. As we make plans for the future, I am constantly reminded how money is a rather large factor in life. Thinking about money makes me feel crazy, or like Ebeneezer Scrooge who used to count his stacks of gold coins. Or was that the uncle from Ducktails? Or both? I'm sure Jared will tell me later. Anyway, I used to sing this line from an Eagles song to Jared all the time, trying to lure him into marrying me without having any money (it worked). The Eagles say when you're hungry that love will keep you alive. Even though I doubt the Eagles had to worry about not having money, I think they're onto something.

Also, for those of you interested in Noah Cyrus's new line, my co-worker Sarah found the website: http://www.oohlalacouture.com

Did you know?

That Miley Cyrus's little 9 year old sis Noah is starting her own clothing line? In case you didn't know, Miley has a clothing line at Wal-Mart. This clothing line is one of the reasons I was able to dress like Ginger Spice for Halloween. It is also part of the reason someone thought I was a prostitute. Of course not all of her clothing is pleather pants and mini skirts, so check it out, you might find some nice ruffle tops to wear to work. Miley's younger sister, Noah, has also decided she wants to start her own clothing line - a clothing line of lingerie for young gals, like herself. That's right folks, 9 year old Noah is starting a lingerie line. How do things like this happen? All I know is when I was 9 years old I was being called "Shamoo" (yes, the whale) by the neighborhood boys and probably had no idea what lingerie was or what it was used for. Boys were still gross and the thought of anyone seeing me even in a bathing suit was (and still is) mortifying.

Love me forever, please

So I finished reading the Twilight series this week. To celebrate my success, I watched the Twilight movie last night, and I've finally figured out why girls/women are so obssessed. Here's the thing about Twilight: the story is about a forbidden love between two sort of teenagers (Edward is technically like 100 years old or something), who love each other so passionately that they can't stand to be apart. Edward says things like, "You are my life now" and he'll do "whatever it takes" to make sure Bella is safe. And Bella is willing to die for Edward (and other people she loves, like her mother). And even though it takes four huge books to tell their love story, girls across the US are dying to fall in love like this. What woman doesn't want someone to love her so passionately? And who doesn't want someone to tell her she is his whole life? Who doesn't want to be eternally bound to their soulmate? I mean, really, it makes so much sense. So please quit being so judgemental about those of us who fell onto the Twilight wagon, because all we really want is love - sweet, passionate, everlasting love.

P.S. Don't worry Jared, I still love you forever and ever amen, and I'm very glad that you aren't a vampire.