| YFF |
[08 Jul 2009|06:13pm] |
I was featured on Young, Fat, & Fabulous. Yes! A big thank you to Gabi ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) laugh_life_away for featuring me as a "YFF Girl of the Moment!" I'm in good company, too. All the previously-featured gals are beyond beautiful and mind-blowingly creative with their stylings. Yes, I'm talking to you, Emily B, bukiluki. Be sure to check out the rest of the ladies and read my interview here.
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| Ms. Jackson |
[05 Jul 2009|07:20pm] |
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In high school, our college counselor was a woman from the south named Ms. Jackson. One time she came into one of my classes for some reason that I can't remember. Maybe it was to remind us to send in the FAFSA applications or something else. Who knows? The point is some guy was asked a question, she answered him, and then he apologized (for some other reason I can't remember either).
Guy: I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson.
Entire class: Ooh, I am for real.
I think this was one of the most amazing moments in my life. As soon as the guy uttered those perfect four words, the entire class erupted into song without missing a beat.
I thought of this moment for two reasons. a) I was listening to Outkast this morning and b)this past Tuesday Keri invited everyone over to the bar where she works (The Witches Brew) for her birthday. "Everyone" included people from high school. It's cool that Keri still keeps in touch with these people, but I would be perfectly content never seeing them again. And the funny thing is that I do still keep in touch with people from high school, but they're the people I hung out with throughout the entire four years and they're the people I actually like(d) and have not changed.
I really hate talking to people who I haven't seen in eight years and forcing small talk about what each of us are currently doing (or not doing) in our respective lives. It's boring. It's unnecessary to ask me where I work because I don't care where you work and I probably won't ask you because I hated you in high school. Remember how you were a jerk? No? Well, you were. My 10-year high school reunion is coming up in two years and I do not plan on going. Ew. But I still like to think about those amazing moments that I remember with such fondness; like the time Oscar pansted Tania. Or the time Christy and I went to our first (and my only ever) rave. Or the time we traveled abroad to London for the first time. Remember those times we ditched during senior year and hung out at Coffee and Cream or went to the mall, Nicholas? Remember Fish Fillet Fridays at McDonald's. What about the time my car got towed at the Pavilion's next to the Troubadour, Nicholas and Raymond? Hey, or the time we had an 80s party at Nicholas' house and the cops shut it down and the ghetto bird was flying overhead flashing its lights? Ha. It's so crazy, but the best memories I have of my high school years did not even take place at Sylmar High. Oh well.
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| The Daily Beast |
[25 Jun 2009|09:09pm] |
Hey y'all! Renata Espinosa of The Daily Beast wrote a fabulous piece about fat-fashion, and she featured me along with other booty-ful gals!
Read more about it here and be sure to check out the rest of the photo gallery that also features Brenda Jean, Deena, and Gabi!
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| Little Bit |
[13 Jun 2009|12:07am] |
Oh, it's so fucking good, y'all. Fuck me. Eargasm. And listen to the original cover. And just the original. For shits and giggles, ya know.
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