Monday, June 24, 2013


Today it's raining in the Bay Area, and I'm feeling rather homesick (read: I need lots more sunshine in my life). 

It was nearly impossible to get out of bed this morning, and I snuggled up in my comforter for as long as I could before facing the inevitable Monday Funday.  While avoiding reality, I checked the weather forecast in LA to see highs in the 80s. Jelly. 

I also sent a few snapchats to some friends to demonstrate how miserable I was. Yeah, this is my life. #shots

After a crazy commute (inclement weather + California drivers = something akin to an episode of the Jerry Springer show), I'm finally at work. 

And it's break time!!! 

Enter this Polyvore set, in which I take a most literal approach to referencing Hollywood and continue living in my SoCal fantasy world:

I can totally imagine H rocking this outfit, soaking up the sun and living it up in LA. I am def living vicariously right now. 

Back to work!


Sunday, June 23, 2013

'Ello there chummies & members of our vast currently nonexistent cyber fan base!

H here. Late to the party, as usual. BUT making up for it with my best attempt at an English accent, articulated via text (please see consonant extraction above). As it turns out, when I'm late in the real world, S is only stuck waiting 15-30 minutes...but somehow in the blogosphere those minutes turn into many, many, many minutes (aka 2 days of unfulfilled promises). Will do better in the future, promise, S.

As has been explained, we are two best friends with matching literature degrees & killer fashion sense! Okay, fine, not completely matching degrees. Mine was definitely less prestigious, but whatevz, look how kewl I talk now! Clearly college ranking is arbitrary. The fashion sense though, that's a no-brainer. Just look at that picture S posted. Some might have said that pairing a baby blue dress with a red veil-thingy was a strange clashing of worlds and colors, but I, I laughed in the face of those nay-sayers! Pure innovation. And S transformed that shawl into a belly-dancer's dream. If Britney and Madonna had teamed up with a team of high-class strippers, I think we could have had a powerful client-base for a clothing line. All at the ripe old age of 8.

I'm pretty sure this post has done nothing more than convince you of my insanity, but it's getting late, and I really must catch up on Pretty Little Liars try to be well-rested for work tomorrow. I will leave you with further proof that we are bffls (this one from this year, so you see we stayed friends past '97):

Ciao, lovelies.

Friday, June 21, 2013

Today, H and I decided it was time we got our acts together to start this project.

So here I am. This is my act.

And it's as together as it's going to be.

The whole idea with this project is that H and I have this huge expanse of California badlands separating the two of us (I live in the San Francisco Bay area, and she lives in our hometown of Los Angeles). We want this space to give us a creative opportunity to meet in the middle.

We've got lots in store for this thing. In fact, we plan on discussing the most important parts of our lives: boys, work, fashion & beauty, books, food, family & friends, odd pieces of advice and humor, daily musings, and so forth.

But fair warning: we want this space to reflect our current states of mind, which, just by the way, are prone to extreme hyperbole and our fair share of ridic abreves. #andthenwetookshots

Sit back and get ready for some fun posts including stellar writing from two girls who got their Bachelors of Arts degrees in English Literature. (And, while you're at it, give us a resounding cheer for practicality and the fact that we are left with very few job prospects at the moment! Excellent!)

I'll leave you with a photo of me and H from 1997. It's proof that we're bffls:

- S