the most vain entry in the world.
This is officially the third best summer in a row:
2004 - The Pursuit of Happiness Road Trip.
2005 - Suburban Paradise with Gabby and George.
2006 - GIRLS GONE WILD in South Philly.
I am completely obsessed with my new roommates. We nicknamed our house "Girls Gone Wild" after the Captain Ahab song that makes boys get sweaty and rip off their shirts in dark basements. The last one of us, Monica, just turned 21 on Wednesday and we went out for Cosmopolitans at the Las Vegas Lounge, dressed up in classy dresses and turning heads. I hung up the plaster cast of Gabby's breast in the living room, and not only does it look hot as a post-modern sculpture piece, but also conveniently serves as our clever secret stash of Trojan Ultra Pleasures (a.k.a. the best condoms ever!!). We read Nerve's THE BIG BANG like a bible. As of now only Monica is actually getting laid regularly thanks to her amazing West Philly Punk Rock Boyfriend, but Kelly and I are still reaping some benefits, such as yummy leftovers from expensive vegan restaurants he takes her to, and Monica's cheerful post-nookie mood.
I converted everyone to Bikram yoga and now every morning we walk to Center City together, with bruises all over our legs from challening poses and god knows what else, but feeling so proud and so fucking hot. "I think yoga is making my posture better!" "I think yoga is making my BO sweeter!" All true. We are gorgeous, legal and outrageously happy young women in the best city in the world! Someone commented that we are like a TV show, and we laughed a lot about that because there are days when we stay home eating dark chocolates, smoking cigarettes and cleaning the house together, and they turn out to be the best days ever, completely TV show worthy, if only for the girly gossip and large amounts of underwear content.
Oh and I won a free bike last week from Bicycling Magazine. It's a beautiful Fuji Charleston Cruiser and ever since then I've been regularly violating the streets and sidewalks of Philadelphia with my wobbly presence. It is so much fun and totally completes my perfect summer persona of a hot bicycling yoga goddess celebrity!!
2004 - The Pursuit of Happiness Road Trip.
2005 - Suburban Paradise with Gabby and George.
2006 - GIRLS GONE WILD in South Philly.
I am completely obsessed with my new roommates. We nicknamed our house "Girls Gone Wild" after the Captain Ahab song that makes boys get sweaty and rip off their shirts in dark basements. The last one of us, Monica, just turned 21 on Wednesday and we went out for Cosmopolitans at the Las Vegas Lounge, dressed up in classy dresses and turning heads. I hung up the plaster cast of Gabby's breast in the living room, and not only does it look hot as a post-modern sculpture piece, but also conveniently serves as our clever secret stash of Trojan Ultra Pleasures (a.k.a. the best condoms ever!!). We read Nerve's THE BIG BANG like a bible. As of now only Monica is actually getting laid regularly thanks to her amazing West Philly Punk Rock Boyfriend, but Kelly and I are still reaping some benefits, such as yummy leftovers from expensive vegan restaurants he takes her to, and Monica's cheerful post-nookie mood.
I converted everyone to Bikram yoga and now every morning we walk to Center City together, with bruises all over our legs from challening poses and god knows what else, but feeling so proud and so fucking hot. "I think yoga is making my posture better!" "I think yoga is making my BO sweeter!" All true. We are gorgeous, legal and outrageously happy young women in the best city in the world! Someone commented that we are like a TV show, and we laughed a lot about that because there are days when we stay home eating dark chocolates, smoking cigarettes and cleaning the house together, and they turn out to be the best days ever, completely TV show worthy, if only for the girly gossip and large amounts of underwear content.
Oh and I won a free bike last week from Bicycling Magazine. It's a beautiful Fuji Charleston Cruiser and ever since then I've been regularly violating the streets and sidewalks of Philadelphia with my wobbly presence. It is so much fun and totally completes my perfect summer persona of a hot bicycling yoga goddess celebrity!!