I am a distance runner as interested in food, booze, and dancing as I am in singlets and time chips. I love a beautiful cocktail dress, bright nail polish, and Asic Gel-Kayanos. I am an avowed and enthusiastic fan of Huey Lewis and the News. I will run a marathon in all fifty states by my fiftieth birthday.
Meet me at the finish line: caryrandolph [at] gmail [dot] com
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kathlellen:
edatrix: …and for this we should all be thankful.
via.
And on the third day, He brewed some badass coffee, in accordance with the Scriptures. Amen.
jgh:
This is ripe for ironic appreciation.
LISA FRANK! My second grade desk was DECKED OUT in her airbrushed rainbow dancing unicorn huggy bear killer whales. Pencils! Trapper Keeper! Diary with a little lock on it! DECKED OUT! Lisa Fraaaaaaaank!
cupcakesandcouture: I will never apologize for posting this.
P.A.P. Post of the Century. And I get to be his sister-in-law someday.
via
mylifeinacube.
Over Grey Goose martinis at Wolfgang’s on Park two weeks ago, PH and I struck up a conversation with a random dude, per usual. “What do you do?” he asked me, after PH gave him the run-down on her glamorous job. “I…I’m in PR. Freelancing, right now.” He and PH laughed and laughed. “And how long do you plan to be ‘freelancing’?” he asked. He even added air quotes.
“ Couldn’t you all have downgraded to first class or jet-pooled or something to get here? It would have at least sent a message that you do get it.
Rep. Gary Ackerman, to the CEOs of the Big Three automakers, who each took a separate private jet to Washington to ask for bailout money. (via spiegelman)
Even Willie Nelson wouldn’t gamble of these assholes - it’s Terry Schiavo all over again, at best we can keep these miserable corpses of companies warm for a little longer, but they can kiss rollerblading down the boardwalk goodbye. And I’m really sick of this bullshit argument about reinvesting in our economy - trickle-down theory can suck my cock! Maybe if these fucks quit sending American jobs to Mexico and investing in lousy football teams and 9 mpg SUV monstrosities it would be a different story, but instead of dropping $25 billion dollars on coal for the furnace in the Titanic, why not invest that money in training former auto-workers so they can make a living in the 21st century?
(suckafuck:alohanico)
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CR:
[Sister], I'm fat. I don't even fit into my fat jeans anymore.
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EAF:
At least you don't have fungus on your ankles that glows in the dark.
With many thanks to
this cat for my Wednesday afternoon enlightenment.
Daily dose: “Dedicated to this gal” edition.
Another gorgeous winter white dress, brought to you by
these geniuses.
![Yes We Can wear winter white! Above is my outfit (French Connection lace shift over opaque brown tights from Spanx and brown Nine West heels) from the Christmas Cocktail thrown by [Boyfriend] and I for fifty of our nearest and dearest on December 5, 2007. The dress, which was really more of a cream hue, paired perfectly with pearl jewelry, “Burgundy Bronze” lipstick by Clinique, and ever-flowing pinot noir. I love white for Yuletide entertaining because it still looks unexpected and breezy, even when anchored with heavy accents. Keep the texture substantial and the hot toddies hot, and always apply bronzer with a liberal hand. “Winter white” should refer to your wool pants, not your complexion.](http://data.tumblr.com/mFgGpNSgFghr9hvaehZOmtLRo1_500.jpg)
Yes We Can wear winter white! Above is my outfit (
French Connection lace shift over opaque brown tights from
Spanx and brown
Nine West heels) from the
Christmas Cocktail thrown by [Boyfriend] and I for fifty of our nearest and dearest on December 5, 2007. The dress, which was really more of a cream hue, paired perfectly with pearl jewelry, “Burgundy Bronze” lipstick by
Clinique, and ever-flowing pinot noir. I love white for Yuletide entertaining because it still looks unexpected and breezy, even when anchored with heavy accents. Keep the texture substantial and the hot toddies hot, and always apply bronzer with a liberal hand. “Winter white” should refer to your wool pants, not your complexion.
“ I have a reaction to [Facebook] as a consumer advocate and an advertiser: What in heaven’s name made you think you could monetize the real estate in which somebody is breaking up with their girlfriend?
Procter & Gamble’s GM for interactive marketing and innovation, Ted McConnell, as quoted on Silicon Alley Insider. (via katiebakes)
