People Who Make No Noise Are Dangerous
Res Ipsa Loquitor.
I am a Family Law/Matrimonial Attorney, living in NYC. I am infamous (in my own world) for my impersonations. Those include, but are not limited to, Marge Simpson & Marisa Tomei's character in My Cousin Vinny.
My passion for animals is a big part of what defines me. So is my passion for handbags and shoes.
Most of the things that I enjoy are bad for me.
I am fun and usually very nice.
"Small is good. My powers slip through the cracks."
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Hahahaha— met David Memorial Day weekend in Ft Lauderdale…there is a story and pic to follow. He goes by “Tokyo” now…for realzies.kbjb:
David from the Real World: New Orleans singing “Come On Be My Baby Tonight”
you know you love it.
I’m so happy to be reminded of this. Truly.
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(by carolina e. m.)
Such a great image :) I love love love ladybugs. Also, here is a pretty cool factoid, in Russian, the word(s) for ladybug literally translates to ‘God’s cow.’ That’s cool, right?
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(via Indiana Hillel: Help us find Lauren Spierer)
Lauren Spierer has been missing since Friday, June 3rd from Bloomington, IN. She’s an IU student, 4’11” and 95 lbs with blond hair. I never ask for these kinds of reblogs, but I think it’s important to get her name and face out there.
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Setting Myself Up? Always
I have this really annoying habit of crushing on people who are unavailable, unattainable or not in my zip code. I’m sure this a common thing for many women and all, but still, it’s frakking annoying!!!
It seems as though I am unable to form a connection with men who (on paper) would work. I hate on paper. I’m one of those women who still subscribes to that cliched “Sleepless in Seattle” romantic bullshit. I also fantasize about grand romantic gestures…the scenes in the airport…you know which ones I’m talking about.
Ugh, whatever, I suck…
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(via Chevron / dreamsicle day)
That turquoise thing is clutch. Want so so so bad. Reblogging for future furnishing reference.
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Holy shit! Only one more month of waiting!
Sookie is MAHN!!!
So gosh darn excited.
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I Broke in My Purple Clogs
Every time I wear new/newish shoes, the only thought going through my mind (other than “owie a new blister”) is that line from Clueless where Mel Horowitz, Cher’s father, asks Cher what she did in school that day.
Cher’s reply, “I broke in my purple clogs.”
Every. Time.
Also, if I’m wearing a pair that are making me wince, I think of that episode of Friends where Monica is wearing this gorgeous pair of new boots and they’re killing her, but she doesn’t care because they’re hot, and at the end of the day, she removes said boots and utters a phrase that I have actually said quite a few times in my own life,
“There is blood in my boots.”
