"Did I mention I have a full page article AND a book review in this month's BUST?! Anyone?!?" Based on a true, sad story.
Sara, Giulia & Margot, who pleaded with me to not put a picture of her on my blog.
Kukoda, letting the ladies know who gives the moustache rides in this town.
Becky checks out b-day girl Sara Schaefer's goods. O'Donnell salivates.
"Whoever's doing that-is it you, sir? Please stop it, it's really immature." B & S at Fink's show at the Goldhawk.
After the fart machine was confiscated, Sara made the music with her mouth, Biz.
The dapper Josh Hanness and Dusty Springfield.
I love going out and having adventures. I worry about getting married, because I don't think I'll ever stop wanting to go out and carouse and cause all sorts of trouble. It just won't involve making out with strangers so much. Who am I kidding, it doesn't involve that now. The fact that my hair is Dokken-ing out in a most black denim vest of ways may be the culprit.
Or my obnoxious, abrasive hi-jinx. Could be those, too. Who can say?
2 comments:
IN MY DREAMS YOU'RE STILL THE SAME
MY LOVE IS STRONG IT STILL REMAINS
haha Dokken-ing out.. fabulous. My friend Mallon and I used to say hello with the rocker handshake (I will show you this and mind you he also used to make my mom do it) we wouold say things like what up moe, what up gart and then the reply was most often you know rockin like yeah rockin with you know DOKKKKKKKKEN!!
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