if the jeans fit...

Do you want to know what rocks?

Receiving a package you weren't planning on receiving. Just like a surprise card or birthday party - they rock and tends to make the rest of your day.

Today, like any other day, I received an e-mail saying I have a package at the front desk. What I thought would be just some extra large envelope turned out to be a kick ass surprise.

Remember when I wrote about meeting Justine, my fashion fairy god mother, and shopping at Gap?

Well, we met, we shopped, chatted and I had a sweet dress to wear to my friend's wedding two weeks ago. I also was teased with the idea that I could become one of 50 Gap enthusiasts across the U.S. I never thought that I would actually be chosen but I was! So, friends, keep your eyes peeled for an invite- we are going to have a Gap party. We will drink, dance to music and try on a few pairs of jeans.

See? I'm not lying. I really was selected!


When I started this little blog almost two years ago, I didn't know who the hell would read it. Would I be interesting? Would people even comment? Would they return even if I used the F-word one too many times? How do I explain a blog to my parents?

Through this little blog, I've met some fantastic Clevelanders that I otherwise would've never been introduced to. Take Alexa for example - who knew one ticket to Sex & the City would make us instant friends. Or Narm who I make a point to call or stop by his office to kindly tell him to stop hating on girls and our messed up minds. Or I would greeted with a hug at the Greenhouse Tavern when Chef's Widow is the hostess with the mostess for the night.

See.. now don't you want to move to Cleveland? If not for the sweet bloggers, maybe Shaq and LeBron, right?

a little ink here, a little ink there

Periodically, I get the itch to get a tattoo. It comes and goes quite often. A little ink here, a little ink there....

Here's how it starts:
1) It's warm outside.
2) It's time to show more skin.
3) I think I need to get in better shape before I show that much skin.
4) I start to see other people's tattoos.
5) Then I see pictures of celebrities and their tats.
6) Then I see a picture of Victoria Beckham and her back of the neck of the tattoo.

Isn't it lovely?
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I'm also liking the tats on the side of my ribs too. You can cover it up all the time and only see it when I'm in the nude or in a bathing suit.

the extremely overrated Megan Fox


or this version on Hayden


How about the back of the neck?


Or, I could opt for the real new tramp stamp and that would be the wrist


Like the back of back of the neck idea but I have short hair and probably wouldn't grow it long enough to hide it. Actually, there's no chance my hair will ever get past my shoulders unless it's a weave. But, I can't not only decide on the location but I also can't figure out what I would get. And, at the point, I lose interest until the next spring when the weather gets nicer out.

Maybe I'll get the BF's name in braille....

What tattoo did you just get or would like to get done?

cookout spree

Let me first say I love this summer so far and not working on Sundays. It's a-m-a-z-i-n-g and I'm having such a blast.

On Thursday, the BF and I celebrated my online friend's (yes, that's how Alexa and I met) birthday with a few of her closest friends. Click here for a full recap complete with pictures of the night. We all had delicious meals courtesy and the Greenhouse Tavern and the most chocolicious cake I've had in awhile, and, quite possibly ever.

With the birthday girl


yuuuummmmmmm



On Friday, the BF and I visited with my parents and brother, finishing off another fantastic meal. We then headed out to Lakewood bars to cause trouble and party with the rest of the west side of Cleveland.


On Saturday (yay for the actual holiday), we attended another cookout with friends. Now, it had all the makings of just a normal cookout - chicken, desserts, wine and beer. It was missing one of the most important elements and that was a fire pit.

My friend Lia to her husband - "Jesse, I told we should've bought a chiminea."
Jesse - "I can go get one now."
Another genius friend - "Don't go buy one, let's just to steal Critty's."

And, that's exactly what we did to roast marshmallows - we "borrowed" our friend's chiminea from his backyard. After we stole it and had a fire going, he showed up and we didn't tell him into a good two hours later.

He kept making references to how "it looked just like his" and "where did you get it at because it looks like mine." The girls (me included) thought it was more funny than the boys did, but we also were drinking a lot more wine and vodka than they were. Yes, we decided to flavor our wine with a little cranberry vodka.

another one bites the dust

Last weekend, we headed east (thanks to the iPhone compass) to Pittsburgh for our friend's wedding - Katie and Morgan.

This is a wedding weekend we've all been excited before because we could tour the city of Pittsburgh in the process. It was one hilarious weekend full of beer, steak, dancing, wine and celebration.

Friday
-We arrived around 3 p.m. to make sure the BF could be on time for the rehearsal at the church.
-My trusty friend Michelle and I headed to grab a martini and catch up.
-The rehearsal dinner was at this beautiful restaurant in Pittsburgh called the Le Mont.

The couple


The bride with her bridal party


The groom and his men


enjoying the meal


Saturday:
-We were all up early with mild hangovers and explored the city, going to the park and getting breakfast
-All the boys were running late
-Most of my friends almost missed the shuttle
-The wedding started at 4, we hopped on the last shuttle at 3:40 and we go there at 3:59.
-Like idiots we walked in the side door and the whole church turns to look as the bridal party is starting down the aisle. We shut the door and run to a door further away, rush into a pew, just as our friend started down the aisle.
-The reception was at Heinz field. Such a beautiful set up.
-While getting drinks, my friend falls and hits the ground, crushing her pinky between the floor and wine glass.

walking around in the park


view from the reception


the couple dancing


doing the sprinkler


Kelly with Michelle and her ice pack after falling very hard and filling out an incident report


one of the only pics we grabbed with the bride


Sunday:
After barely getting up on time to make it to brunch, we all did but with major headaches. Or, maybe that was just me. Anyway, it was a perfect ending to an extremely fun weekend.

ball sparkles

Why is it that girls get to have all the fun with scented and sparkly lotions? Metro men should be able to join in on the action.

Enter ball sparkles - it's sparkly decoration for your manhood. JUST what you were looking for!



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P.S. Thanks, Michelle, for making me cringe and laugh out loud all at the same time. This fauxmercial too hysterical not to post.

meet my new toy part 2

After the BF read my love of my iPhone post, he had a few things to clarify on our ride to Pittsburgh for our friends' wedding, which was one hell of a blast. More of that to follow. The BF had a few things to say, mostly to do with the fact that I wouldn't need a compass because I would never be in the woods.



For the record, I'm still a human map. In my defense, it was late, I wasn't paying complete attention to the directions in front of me, and the BF had been there before, so he should've known I was leading him the wrong way. I may only be guilty of playing one too many Justin Timberlake songs on that 4-hour trip. That's about it.

P.S. I recorded with this the handy video feature on the new iPhone.

Friday Fodder

This weekend will probably yield posts for a year. All of my friends are headed to Pittsburgh for Katie and Morgan's wedding. Like all weddings, it's going to be blast but I've been looking forward to this.

Katie is the best bride - she told me I could wear white to her wedding and sing "Lose Your Love" by the Outfield with the band. I heart that 80's song.

In honor of the sparkly gloved one, I'm going to request this song and sing it with the band, too. She's having a live band so I may have to bust out my best karaoke version of this song. (I can't sing, hit any note or really dance, but it's amazing how you think you can move with a few glasses of wine in you.



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