It took me 22 years to get to Disney World. My mom wasn’t big on Mickey. Luckily, my boyfriend’s family was! We went and it was seriously the best vacation I ever went on. This is probably because I am such a little kid at heart. I don’t want to grow up, unless I can be a princess when I get there. I don’t care how ridiculous this sounds, but Disney is like a completely different world. It just feels like magic. I’m so serious. We went again the this year and it was just amazing. I loved and can’t wait to go back again.

Imagine my surprise when a few months ago I read they are making a The Wizarding World of Harry Potter in Universal Studios: Island of Adventure. Could Florida be anymore perfect?! I should move there right now! Harry Potter and princesses forever!

Haha, okay but really. I’m a total Harry Potter geek and I don’t really care what people think about that. I go to midnight releases for the books and movies. I usually end up finding a million things wrong with the movies because “it’s just not how I pictured it” but I still have to go see them. (BTW, Helena Bonham Carter as Bellatrix = so freaking fierce and perfect!) I cried when I read the last two books. I’ve read each of them a million times and know them in and out. Then I find out they are making a Hogwarts and Forbidden Forest in my new favorite place in world? Good lord, are you trying to take all of my money, Florida?

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I read yesterday that is suppose to open around this time next year. William promised he would indulge me and we would go. I will definitely be there in all my geeky glory, wandering around wide eyed, hoping and wishing to be sorted in to Ravenclaw.

I’m pretty sure you are all going to stop reading, because you now know what a nerd I am!!

This season is really disappointing. I really don’t understand how they can say “this is the best season yet!” and “best designers we ever had!”. I’m so bored with everyone. No one sticks out. I’m bored bored bored.

This recap is going to suck and be the most boring thing you have ever read, so I apologize in advance. It the most half ass thing I have ever wrote.

Nina presents the challenge this time and it is out of date, horrible trends. Why weren’t leggings as pants on there? I do not know, but they should have been. Anyway, everyone had to pick a bad trend, like overalls (which Jillian happened to be wearing), dance wear (I guess that could be leggings), poodle skirt, shoulder pads, zoot suit and so on. I can’t even think of the rest because it was boring. After they picked their fashion mishaps, the designers were to break off into groups of 3 to put together a collection based on their items and update them.

Teams were as follows:

Rami, Jillian and Kevin with poodle skirts, overalls and 70s something or other.

Christian, Kit and Jack with zoot soot, fringe and pleather.

Ricky, Victorya, Elisa with underwear as outerwear, cut outs and neon.

Sweet P, Chris and Steven with baggy sweaters, shoulder pads and dance wear.

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I’m not a fan of snow. Period. Okay, maybe a little, when it’s light, fluffy and kind of pretty and only sticks around for a short amount of time. Other than that snow, I hate it. In Chicago, it never stays pretty, except while it’s snowing and then only for awhile, because it is just waiting to turn into slushy mush. Kind of like a little bit ago when I got out of the car and stepped in the slush. In some gym shoes. Not boots. Slush in your shoes is not fun.

NOT FUN.

It’s also not fun because you can’t park anywhere. Chicago is ridiculous with parking and street signs. They all should just say: DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT PARKING HERE. EVER. OR ANYWHERE ELSE. EVER. because you will get a ticket or, worse, towed.  (knock on wood)

ALSO, NOT FUN.

And finally, my dad works on all those city trucks that clear all the snow of the slushy mushy streets. Automotive electrician or some other title, I don’t know. I also don’t appreciate the city calling my dad into work at 2AM, only to come home at 3PM, every day when snow decides make an appearance.

NOT COOL.

Snow, go away. I don’t appreciate your presence.

(Note to self: go buy some fucking winter boots)

Sorry. I’m cranky. Project Runway recap will come sooner or later.

Google brings me the best searches. I really wish I would have started making a list of the really great ones before they were kicked out of my log!

Oh, well. Here are the best ones I have received recently:

leggings as pants, metallic leggings, cutesy metallic leggings and latex like leggings - It makes me flinch just reading those. When will people ever learn. Please refer to this entry: Illegal and never come back to my site again. Thanks.

why am i always fiddling with my hair?- I do not know why, lovely, but I do it as well. Nervous habit, maybe?

mario wearing uggs - I do not know Mario or why Mario would be wearing Uggs.

ridiculous things that are illegal - I often talk about ridiculous things and things that should be illegal. I guess leggings could be considered ridiculous things that should be illegal?

i need a nice louis vuitton bag for - don’t we all need a nice Louis Vuitton bag?

this corn is an angel - Yay Steve Carrel! Oh and Dane Cook is the least funny guy in the entire world.

100 things to do with your boyfriend instead of it - hmmm…

oh how lovely blog chicago - someone is obviously stalking me

what kind of shirts does shia lebouf wear? - ahh, I really don’t think I can help you there

what not to do at a club - I’m just full of answers.

what kind of camera does the cobrasnake - sorry, not interested in photoblogs of badly dressed hipsters getting wasted.

izzy character stupid - Dude, back up off my girl. Now that this Gizzie nonsense is over, hopefully she won’t be stupid anymore

antm tyra freak out - Totally got you covered. Tyra in all of her fierceness.

hey hey you you i don’t like your boyfriend cause he sucks at ping pong - I have like a million hits from that. Seriously. Everyone loves Kelly talking smack.

kisses christmas commercial - definitely gives you that Christmas feeling. Enjoy!

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If anyone knows what that is from, I will give you a million dollars. Okay, not really, but you would be my new best friend.

Every once in awhile, I go on a music kick where I rediscover how much I love a band and basically refuse to listen to anything but said band. Right now, I am definitely in that kind of mood about my favorite band, Jets to Brazil. Unfortunately, Jets to Brazil disbanded in 2003, right about when my obsession began and I never got to see them live. I can honestly say, if they ever decided to do a reunion show, no matter what, I would be there. I don’t care if I had to fly across the country, I’d book tickets as soon as I heard word.

Blake Schwarzenbach is incredible. He was in Jawbreaker also, another favorite. Basically, Blake is one of the main influences of so many bands and carved the shape of the indie/punk/emo scene and as Wikipedia says, is one of the “godfathers of emo”. But I don’t give a shit about all of that.

The man can write.

He’s one of those people you would kill just to have a conversation with, well, I would at least. So on this Tuesday, I am going to upload some songs from my favorite band in the world. Here’s two from each of their albums. They are beautiful and sad (some are sad), but so amazing. I had a hard time picking out only six!

Four Cornered Night
You’re Having the Time of My Life
Little Light

Orange Rhyming Dictionary
Chinatown
I Typed for Miles (my favorite song in the world ever)

Perfecting Loneliness
Cat Heaven
Further North

There you have it. My Jets to Brazil. If anyone would actually like the whole albums, email me and maybe you will get some holiday love from Blake and I in the mail!

Now, I propose a question: If you only had to listen to only one band (or artist) or album for the rest of your life, who would it be?

Do you ever feel like you need a little me time? A little pampering? I decided last week that I want to find a place to go get a facial, a deep cleansing, make your face feel fantastic facial. I’ve never been to a spa for a treatment like that so I had to do some research. Thanks to trusty Citysearch and Yelp, I found a place that looks fantastic. I will be booking an appointment soon, but in my search, I came across this little place, also with amazing reviews:

Mojo Spa

It’s in Wicker Park, I probably have walked past this place a million times and never took the time to go in and check it out. How ridiculously cute does this place sound? A tad pricey ($40 for a pedicure!), but still it sounds like such a cute place. A former chef opened it and makes all their products, skincare, makeup and all that stuff. Probably come the new year, I will have to head over and check this place out.

Seriously, Chicago ladies, want to join me for one of these:

Beauty and Brunch
Every Sunday from 11pm to 3pm
Receive complimentary brunch with your nail service appointment. Limit 2 per reservation. Creator of Mojo Spa and former personal chef, Amanda Kezios, creates a homemade brunch menu that changes every week from oatmeal raisin pancakes to smoked salmon croissant sandwiches, to lemon meringue stuffed french toast. Menu depends on what is fresh at markets that week.

OR

Pajama Nights are always the first Fridays of every month
Mojo Spa’s famous slumber party indulges guests with a night of pampering and dancing. Enjoy deli facials, makeovers, a fully loaded dessert and candy bar while a DJ spins all night long. Pajamas are optional as dress attire.

How freaking cute is that? I want to go!!

P.S. I started just responding to comments by editing your comment and typing my response in bold italics. I think it might be better than making one long comment response. Not sure if I like it or not yet. Thoughts?

More like rainsnowsleetslush go away. It’s another gloomy day here in Chicago. I was trapped in my house last night. My driveway was a sheet of ice, there was no way I would have made it out without sliding into my house or something equally as bad.

I’m really hoping to get all my Christmas shopping done soon. I pretty much know what I am getting everyone so it should be pretty easy. There is only one person who I am unsure of, but I know I’ll figure it out! My methods of shopping are kind of ridiculous. It’s more of a “one for you, one for me” kind of thing, because I ALWAYS seem to find something that I just needwantomgjusthavetohave. I can safely say, I have yet to buy myself something! I’m waiting until after I get my presents done and then I can do shopping for Las Vegas.

Speaking of Las Vegas, I was talking to my sister and said what if I win a bunch of money? How awesome would that be? Totally won’t happen, because I doubt I will be hitting the gambling hard! It’s just fun to imagine what you would do if you won a couple grand or something. I was like hmmm, Miu Miu bag ($1200), Louis Vuitton speedy ($600), Marc Jacobs bag ($500) and then taking everyone out on me!

Plain silliness, I tell you.

That’s exactly what happens when you send a girl with expensive taste and a handbag fetish to Vegas!

Blogger, wtf?! I do not appreciate this new thing you implemented. No Other option anymore, only Nicknames, Anonymous  and Blogger profiles can comment now.

I am a frequent commenter on many Blogger sites, so I made a Blogger profile, so they know who I am when I comment. It links back to here, but still, TOTAL HASSEL.

YOU LOSE BLOGGER.

WORDPRESS FTW. 

Two down. Who was next to go? Let’s find out, shall we?

In one of the guy’s apartments, or dorms, since they look way more like dorm rooms than apartments to me. They discuss how bummed the are that Marion is gone and someone pipes in saying, no one would care if Christian went home. Christian is all offended and tells everyone how bored they would be without him there. I think it would be much better with out his doucheness, but then again, that is just my humble opinion.

Blah blah. They are told by Heidi to meet Tim to find out more about their challenge, so they go to this place and see this dude and Tim. You can obviously tell like no one knows who the dude is, except for Kevin, who is oh so super manly and needs to make sure everyone knows that he is straight. It ends up being football great, Tiki Barber. I’ve never heard of him, but I’m not a fan of football. I know nothing about it. Haha, I kept asking my boyfriend questions that turned out to be stupid, when he was watching the Packers vs Cowboys game yesterday. He was like DUDE, IT’S EASY and went on to explain what is what and what happens when and I just have a blank stare on my face like OHHH OKAY. Annnnyway, back to the show, Tiki is a correspondent and needs to look good on camera, so in comes the challenge.

MENSWEAR.

They get back to the work room to sketch and all you see is this:

No one knows how to make menswear, so we have a….REAL CHALLENGE!

Everyone gets all ambitious and decide to make suits with vests, pocket squares, ties and all that stuff, of couse, it ends in CHAOS.

Top 3 and bottom 3 after the jump!

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Oh my. We have made it, lovelies! NaBloPoMoFo is over! Congrats to you fabulous bloggers who finished it!

I, for one, am never posting again.

Ever.

Hah, yeah right. I bet you I will still end up posting a ton, but it will definitely be because I CAN and not because I was forced!  Okay, willingly forced myself, I guess. I’m happy I did it though. It was fun and I found a ton of good reads!

Also, happy Friday! What does the weekend bring you? The lovely weather gods, bring my city a snow storm warning or watch. Whatever, I never know the difference between the two. How’s that for fun?  I’m foresee a lot of Wii and some movies.

I’ve been doing some Christmas shopping. I’m hoping to knock out most of it soon. I have to go buy some wrapping paper. Am I the only one who loves to wrap presents? I love it! Oh, and I watched Project Runway yesterday. That is another post in itself though, so just know, it is coming!  I have quite a few things I need to write about, but no worries, I won’t bomb your feed reader today.

Alright, well I’m off to dance around at work  with my little 2 year old to Justin. Yeah, that’s right, Justin Timberlake, I said it.