when your mother talks to you about a particular hot chef that she calls a 'cook'.
"Yesterday they had an article about that cook guy..."
"Huh? David was in the papers? How come I missed it? I don't remember seeing him in the papers"
-.-"
"NOT YOUR DAVID! THAT CURTIS FELLOW! I WANT YOU TO JOIN THE CONTEST!"
"Curtis Stone! He's a chef, not a cook!"
"Cook, chef. Same thing. Don't have thoughts of your David Cook!"
"Not my fault you said 'the cook guy'...what was I supposed to assume!"
I am innocent in this matter, thank you very much.
I saw this in Facebook yesterday, and it made miss Wisconsin like crazy.
LOL AT THE SHIRT! I have a keychain close to that.
I want to go back there. It was, easily, my favourite place to be.
Sponsor my tickets, please?
I went shopping this week and I broke my wallet. Like horribly.
THREE TOE SOCKS. LIKE YES. I AM IN LOVE WITH THE DAMN TOE SOCKS.
T-Shirt from Body Glove.
*click on the pic for a better view*
T-Shirt from Levi's which reminds me so much of David. Haha, I thank
wcr710 for telling me about this shirt and I was planning to get the white one but somehow the black looked better on me.
This skirt cost a bomb. RM169.
*ka-thud* But my parents paid for this and said it was an early birthday present. Yeah, six months TOO early.
The most comfortable thing in THE WORLD.
I need to start saving again...for the 29th of July. And the 10th of August (that's when my brother is getting married).
I just realised, his fiancee is my height (I thought she was taller...either I grew taller or she shrunk) and she has smaller feet than me! Wow. That just makes me feel...HUGE.
Eeks. Not good.
And it's official. My heart belongs to CHELSEA FC, DAVID COOK AND TOE SOCKS. Not in that order, anyway.