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Ok, as promised a few posts ago,
Sara and I at Venue for Juliet's bachelorette party.
Ranjana, Sara and I in the bathroom of the wrong club in the middle of Juliet's bachelorette party.
Rachel giving Molly a belly rub (she's a belly-rub-slut...Molly, not Rachel).
SO. Ranjana took Sara and I to Origins today for her birthday spa day thing. We had lots of fun putting lots of random "cleansing" products on our faces...I say "cleansing" in quotation marks because I felt greasier after putting the stuff on.
Anyway, we got our make up done for free, too, so I'm not complaining.
I decided to check out the new Lane Bryant (what I like to call "the fat chick store") outlet in Katy Mills. Sara got all excited about going to Katy Mills, so she agreed to accompany me.
We made a few pit stops before Lane Bryant (like Old Navy and the Gap outlet store). I bought like 4 shirts at the Gap...cause they were cheap...and awesome. Got some pants from Lane Bryant, plus a necklace and a ring. As I was leaving, I checked my receipt to see what I'd saved, when I realized that they didn't take the $10 off from my coupon. (1st rule of shopping: Always check your receipt.) I went back and, sure enough, the SKINNY girl who rang me up did it wrong (you can't trust these skinny girls working in the fat chick store...it'd be like trusting a white person to mow your lawn). So the chubby supervisor fixed it and all was well.
Shortly after, we stuff our faces at Johnny Rockets. It was rather nostalgic for moi. I haven't been to a Johnny Rockets since the one in Los Angeles near the mall where my Grandma Lida would take me when I went to visit her. That's been at least 10 years.
The next portion of 'girly day' was spent at the movies watching Talledega Nights.
It was there, however, that I remembered how much I don't like Katy (Town Motto: It's Not Just For Rednecks Anymore...We Have Homophobes, Too). During the movie, there's a scene where the two French guys kiss. And it's not even a big, dramatic, tongues-going-everywhere kiss, yet half the guys in the theater (including the two sitting next to us) starting gagging (loudly) and making a rather annoying uproar. Then the guy sitting by us yelled, "That's fucking sick!" I turned to Sara and said, "Homophobes," a little too loudly on purpose.
Then later in the movie, Will Ferrell kisses the French guy and, ok, that was more of a 'real' kiss. Still no tongue, but it lasted much longer than the first one. At that point, amidst the several dozen guys gagging and yelling, the one sitting next to me STOOD UP AND WALKED OUT OF THE THEATER! This kid couldn't have been older than 18. As he walked in front of me, I said, "Oh, sit down. It's not like he's kissing YOU." His friend and friend's girlfriend stayed in their seats, but he never came back. Sara turned to me and said, "I didn't know we were in Vidor."
Anyway, the movie itself was great. But I'm very disappointed in Katy, Texas. -10 points.
After that, we hit up the Sanrio store and Sara found a Hello Kitty antennae ball that she went nuts for. Then Spencer's where I got an iPod skin case with Jolly Rogers all over it. I have to change his name now from "iGor" to "aye, Gorrrrrrrr!"
Sara and I at Venue for Juliet's bachelorette party.
Ranjana, Sara and I in the bathroom of the wrong club in the middle of Juliet's bachelorette party.
Rachel giving Molly a belly rub (she's a belly-rub-slut...Molly, not Rachel).
SO. Ranjana took Sara and I to Origins today for her birthday spa day thing. We had lots of fun putting lots of random "cleansing" products on our faces...I say "cleansing" in quotation marks because I felt greasier after putting the stuff on.
Anyway, we got our make up done for free, too, so I'm not complaining.
I decided to check out the new Lane Bryant (what I like to call "the fat chick store") outlet in Katy Mills. Sara got all excited about going to Katy Mills, so she agreed to accompany me.
We made a few pit stops before Lane Bryant (like Old Navy and the Gap outlet store). I bought like 4 shirts at the Gap...cause they were cheap...and awesome. Got some pants from Lane Bryant, plus a necklace and a ring. As I was leaving, I checked my receipt to see what I'd saved, when I realized that they didn't take the $10 off from my coupon. (1st rule of shopping: Always check your receipt.) I went back and, sure enough, the SKINNY girl who rang me up did it wrong (you can't trust these skinny girls working in the fat chick store...it'd be like trusting a white person to mow your lawn). So the chubby supervisor fixed it and all was well.
Shortly after, we stuff our faces at Johnny Rockets. It was rather nostalgic for moi. I haven't been to a Johnny Rockets since the one in Los Angeles near the mall where my Grandma Lida would take me when I went to visit her. That's been at least 10 years.
The next portion of 'girly day' was spent at the movies watching Talledega Nights.
It was there, however, that I remembered how much I don't like Katy (Town Motto: It's Not Just For Rednecks Anymore...We Have Homophobes, Too). During the movie, there's a scene where the two French guys kiss. And it's not even a big, dramatic, tongues-going-everywhere kiss, yet half the guys in the theater (including the two sitting next to us) starting gagging (loudly) and making a rather annoying uproar. Then the guy sitting by us yelled, "That's fucking sick!" I turned to Sara and said, "Homophobes," a little too loudly on purpose.
Then later in the movie, Will Ferrell kisses the French guy and, ok, that was more of a 'real' kiss. Still no tongue, but it lasted much longer than the first one. At that point, amidst the several dozen guys gagging and yelling, the one sitting next to me STOOD UP AND WALKED OUT OF THE THEATER! This kid couldn't have been older than 18. As he walked in front of me, I said, "Oh, sit down. It's not like he's kissing YOU." His friend and friend's girlfriend stayed in their seats, but he never came back. Sara turned to me and said, "I didn't know we were in Vidor."
Anyway, the movie itself was great. But I'm very disappointed in Katy, Texas. -10 points.
After that, we hit up the Sanrio store and Sara found a Hello Kitty antennae ball that she went nuts for. Then Spencer's where I got an iPod skin case with Jolly Rogers all over it. I have to change his name now from "iGor" to "aye, Gorrrrrrrr!"