HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KATE!!!!

First of all can I start out by saying that this isn't just one of the best pictures of Kate ever, but one of the best pictures EVER. Hands down. So freaking funny.

This is Kate. Who's Birthday is technically tomorrow the 19th, and who happens to share a Birthday with my Son.  For any of you that don't know the story of Kate and I, because you started this blog a little late in the game, let me give you a couple of references to get you up to date. She said it HERE. I said it  HERE.

You all caught up? Good! So, naturally, having an Ex-Boyfriend in common was enough for disaster, and I would be a liar if I said it wasn't in the beginning, but like I have said, I couldn't dislike her. She was far too cool to hate, and I had been stalking her blog for months before hand, and even felt like I knew her. If anything I wanted to be her friend. So, I did just that. Lucky for me, she was just as cool as I thought, and welcomed the friendship. The EX is just that, EXtinct. And Kate and I still talk as often as we can, and catch up through emails, where she always has good advice and always makes me feel better. In return, I try to do the same. I hope she knows how much I appreciate her friendship. Even as far away as we live, we still have managed to hang out.

Kate is one of my most favorite people ever. 

We have a very unusual story, and I wouldn't have it any other way. 

She's beautiful, funny, smart, stylish, and one of my BFF's.
I can't wait to see her in 14 days. YAAY!!!

Love you, Sister!

"We should turn our email exchange into a book. Starting with the death threats. Then, all the loving and philosophizing since"- Kate Greer

365.242199 Days

I'm back in New York tomorrow. A weekend in the city before 3 gorgeous friends of mine, and myself, hop on a plane to Egypt Sunday. This weekend falls on the dates that I visited New York last year. The trip that I took to visit Spencer's grave sight, after a year had past with out me knowing that he was tragically killed. As soon as I heard the news, I just had to go see him. Fresh out of my break up with the Russian, emotionally fragile over those 2 things, I started packing for New York. My Girlfriend at the time, planned for us to stay with her friend, who then had as stay with his friend. (If you haven't noticed, I no longer talk about a specific friend I had, due to the fact that I decided to cut the piousness judgy people from my life)

Leading up to the days of my arrival to New York, me and this guy talked, and I let him know that I was going to be arriving hours before my piousness judgy "friend". I needed to drop off my suitcase, and catch a bus to New Jersey. He insisted that he take me. A nice gesture, but I felt like grieving the death of my ex boyfriend should be done in private. He did end up taking me when I arrived. It was emotional. It was hard. There was music I remember from that day. The smell of the flowers I laid on Spencer's grave. The sound of the birds that were flying over the trees above me. The hot and extremely uncomfortable humid air, that forced me to cut my visit with Spencer short. I shared all of these things with this guy. Who then became my next New York Boyfriend.

This relationship taught me a lot. It was a long distance relationship, and even if I wasn't new to these types of relationships, it was different, I was different. The relationship ended on New Years night. While everyone was ready to count down and kiss their lovers, we were in the Bathroom fighting and breaking up. I still get real sad about that very moment. I never want to have another shitty New years like that in my life. After the fight, I managed to get in another fight, with an ex girlfriend of his that was at this party. I pretty much choked her. I was drunk and she insulted me, and it made sense. It was a hot messy night, let me tell you.

I left New York on January 2, sad and heart broken. I didn't see the New Yorker again until just this last time that I went back. During the time we broke up, to the time we finally spoke again, it was a whole other hot mess.That break up led me to Kate, his ex girlfriend (not the one I choked out, but the cool one). We began this friendship over email. Even though we did have the New Yorker in common, we rarely talked about that whole situation in our emails. We talked about ourselves a lot, and learned a lot about each other. This is us.

This weekend, on the one year anniversary of my return to New York, I won't be arriving to see the New Yorker. I will be hanging out with Kate. How much changes in a year. So much has happened in these 12 months. I don't live in New York, but yet I seem to always have something there. The last things that brought me to New York were romances. This time around, there is non of that, just a great friendship, with Kate. This friendship has been one of the biggest learning experiences (besides being a Mommy at 19) of my life. It has taught me to let shit go. To make friendships with people I once swore off, for immature reasons, insecurities and fear. I love and appreciate this friendship very much.

As much as I love my connections with Men, because I'm aware that I am, and will most likely always be boy crazy. This year has been all about me connecting with girls. I have met some awesome gals, and my summer hasn't been too much about the boys, as much as it's been about loving my girl time. Taking a break from the relationship to relationship pattern I have been on for the last 5 years. Taking deep breaths and just enjoying being with ME again. It's been wonderful. I'm in a good, happy and peaceful place right now.

THE END!

Nueva York Highlights

I finally got a chance to meet Kate during my days in New York. It was one of those things where we met on the corner of the street and we were meeting for the first time, face to face. We spent the evening on the roof of the Soho House. We drank cocktails, shared crab cakes and got acquainted.

I think my good old Myspace days have knocked some fear out of meeting people that I connected with in the cyber world. Seeing how I have always been up for adventures and thank my ballsiness nature for connecting me with some of the most amazing and interesting friends a girl could ask for (Adding Kate to that list).

Kate is beautiful (My friends drooled), sweet, smart, easy to talk to. We realized that we can talk forever, about anything and everything. I enjoyed myself so much that I also spent my last evening with her, having more girl talk over red wine and grilled cheese sandwiches at the ACE hotel. A weird situation brought us together. After the shit died down, we were left with a very cool situation, and the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Can't wait for our next K&B adventure!

Gary Woods. My last Myspace connection turned real meeting (Gary was the last one I hadn't concurred). I have had an Internet friendship with Gary for 3 years. I admired his Photography and great taste in music (from his Myspace) and we just clicked. 3 years later after missing each other every time I would be in LA or NY, we finally pulled it together, and spent Monday together. We ate burgers, talked about relationships over gelato, and then he offered to come shopping with me. That's the true test for a Man, cause he didn't complain and actually was very helpful. I think him being a Fashion Photographer has been great training for him. Gary is cool.

I feel so lucky to have spent my time with these two cool cats. I have loved them over my computer screen, but nothing beats that good old fashioned human connection.

SUCCESS!!!!

Fate Brings Hussies Together

(You didn't think I would let FG's face show in the mirror, did you?)

This story begins in Paris this Spring. While FG and I were embarking on our journey, so were other couples, who wanted to enjoy this magical place. While FG and I were out to dinner one night, we got seated next to a young couple. I quickly noticed that the girl sitting next to me was a gorgeous blonde in a red dress, and soon after me, FG noticed too. And shortly after that, we are all in a full conversation and sharing a dinner table with Kate and her Boyfriend.

We ended spending the evening with them. Went to see a show, and ending up at the VIP room. Dancing our asses off and drinking like sailors. I didn't think I was ever to hear from Kate again, after I drunkenly called on a French Man outside of the club, where I was grabbing my crotch and saying things like "Come on, tough guy" (It's the little fucker Mexican in me. TU SABES!)... But she friend request me on Facebook (which in this day of age means something). We exchanges stories about our short lived romances with our Paris companions and how we should plan to get together sometime. I never thought that soon after that I would be inviting her to Egypt and New York with us. And that she would be going.

This random girl who I met in Paris traveled with me this Summer and is going back to Egypt and New York with me next week. We always talk about how random this was. If they've would of gone to dinner even an hour later or before or vice versa, we would have never met. These are the times I have to believe in fate. I mean, I could of met some girl in Paris who was pretty but not cool. Instead I met one of the coolest chicks ever, with a personality and a heart of gold.  She's silly (which I LOVE) and she's such a good friend. I'm very happy I  met this random person in Paris, who now will share the second round of this trip with me.

And it doesn't hurt that she's a Rams Cheerleader and smoking hot!!!

I'm about the girl love, if you fools haven't noticed.

NYC Recap.

Ok, so I was in New York City this weekend for my Birthday/Get me out of Utah - Trip.

I spent the weekend with my BFF (Ashley) and my Ex-boyfriends- Ex- Girlfriend (Kate) who happens to be one of my favorite people and one of my best lady friends. 

(Click HERE to get the whole story and stuff.)

And then later, looking back on the picture of us..

 Kate pointed out her boner. 

Which, was clearly above average. 

We shopped.

And watched a man make inappropriate shaped balloons things.

Ate some of my favorite NYC food.

Saw some pretty things.

Heard some pretty things.

Caused some pretty hilarious things...

I ran into the guy I met the night before examining this poor helpless lads throat. Now, I didn't do this because I liked him, I did it because I found him to be quite judgy and a huge pompous ass. And let's face it, I've been dealing with my own pompous ass judgy guy in my own personal life, so this one just got the built up fire. So, after he saw me and didn't politely say hello, instead started to whisper to the table about me, like I couldn't hear..I looked at my gals my pals and said "Watch this"...

I walked over, straight faced and all (ACTION) and I said [His name] and with a very angry look on my face, asked him why he didn't call after the night we shared last night, after he said it was special, and how could he be such a liar? The tables face looked like I just whipped out a penis and slapped everyone of them in the face with it. I walked back to the table where I finally broke character and giggled. I did how ever notice that the girl he was with looked mortified, so being the cool chick that I think I can be (at times) I walked back over there again and explained that I was just playing a joke on the little asshole who was so so judgy.

THEN...

He jumps in and says "So, we didn't have sex last night?" and I said "No, of course not" then he said "Now YOU'RE the liar."....Then I looked like I got slapped in the face with the penis. This pompous ASS one upped me and turned the tables on MY own sick joke.

 Bravo, pompous Ass! 

BRAVO!!!

I just made sure to yell "THIS AIN'T YO BABY [His name], THIS AIN'T YO BABY." when they were leaving the bar.

In other words, it was was fun and eventful weekend. 

Back home to reality.

Where I have to pick more fight in order to keep the interesting things on this blog.

WHO WANTS SOME OF THIS???

Holding Hands

Holding hands. Remember that? What 2 kids would do to show affection for one another. At one point as a young girl, that was all I would do with boys to show them I liked them. Shortly after, I discovered mind games and BJ's. Somewhere along the way hand holding got lost. There was kissing and there was sex, but holding hands was a long lost missing friend. Something happened to the art of holding hands. I never really realized how long it has been since someone held my hand, until he held my had. Jeepers, I missed it. It's a form of connecting that can be just as intimate and sexy as a kiss or, as erotic as sex. And yet, it's set apart by innocence, and sweetness.

My friend (Kate) who I've now been talking to on a daily basis about solving the great mystery of life (Men). When I brought up this topic, she also said that holding hands makes us feel protected. I couldn't agree more with that. There is nothing like a Mans Manly hand holding yours, leading you and protecting you. Kate and I were also talking about how we both agree that Men are stupid and Women are crazy. We make them stupid and they us make us crazy.

I guess stupid and crazy go hand in hand.

"Hand-holding is the one aspect that's not been affected by the sexual revolution,"- Dalton Conley

Help Me, Help You.

This week has been interesting. I could sit here and type all the bullshit that has occurred, but I would need some crayons to draw you all pictures, because it's that elementary (and retarded, I would draw you a retarded picture to demonstrate).  Long story short, the DB that dicked me around, was also dicking his so called "ex". I got a call from her best Friend, who I talk to maturely and told her nothing but the truth about what had gone on. She was super cool. I wrote the girlfriend the other night to give her my peace and heartfelt words about how sorry I was that she was hurting. I'm a girls girl. I will NEVER /betray/dick/lie/fight a girl over a guy. I knew that by me sending her that, I would A. Hear back, with a thank you, I appreciate it, reply (which is what I would do), or B. Not hear from her (which is what I would do if I wasn't as cool as I am today). I didn't think C was even an option, but long behold, C it was. What is C? Well, C. She won't write back, but he will write me playing the hero asking me to leave her alone. Yeah. this is where I now put down the laptop, pick up the crayons and draw you a picture of 2 dumb dumbs!

I'm floored by the level of immaturity. Maybe I have just been lucky to have had people who are open minded and people who just get it. Get it! GET IT? Grow up people! Handle things. Deal with them. In the real world you have to communicate with people. Damn!

I also have to remember that not all stories will end like the one me and this Cool Chick have. I love the Kate Greer's of the world. They get it. Life is sucky sometimes. It's nice to get the fact that it's temporary, and that the other person involved is not the enemy. Girls have this mentality that just because they have a guy in common they are never to connect. Kate and I are prove that if you're open minded enough to let go of the bullshit, all that stands is a really cool chick, who you happen to call one of your Best Friends now.

This situation this week made me realize a lot. The most import thing is that I love to write, it's my therapy, but that I won't be wasting anymore time in the 5 th grade. Point me to the nearest Hight School football team.

Keep Cool My Babies

In a couple of more hours Christmas will be long gone. At least for 11 months (mumbling thank god under my breath). Now,  let's catch up on the fun, shall we?

This last week I was lucky enough to get a visit from one of my favorite girls, Kate. Even if I did spend a lot of time with her during the Summer, I haven't seen her in a bit and I absolutely love her. I got to spend some time with her in NY when I first met Kate in person, after month and months of emails full of all sorts of girl talk. It was nice to have her here in SLC amongst the people I love and have heard so much about her. I wish I had more time with her, because I feel that we are so close that I would be seeing her a lot if we lived anywhere near one another. For now, I'm happy I get to see her and look forward to our emails full of ovarian driven words.

The next day, Ashely was in my possession. I got TWO of my girls back to back. Lucky me.

And then....

She scared the hussy out of me!

Well, not completely.

Sharm

It's been a lovely stay at the Four Seasons Resort in Sharm. This is such a beautiful place. Everyone has been so nice, even if they can't understand my english. Kate and I fly back to Cairo today then we have an early morning flight back to NYC, where I will have my favorite time in the world and cell phone service. I have always adjusted pretty well to the time change, but this time around, I'm awake one moment, and the next I'm in the deepest coma of my life. Also, the plans that Kate and I made to keep each other motivated with our diets failed with in the first hours of our trip.

 I really have no complaints. I'm always very well taken care of in the hands of my (Anonymous) Friend. I can't wait to someday be able to write about my trips and my experiences with this Amazing Friend of mine. I think our (almost) 6 year friendship is pretty solid at this point. I'm very lucky. I'm aware.

I'm off to get a massage. Ok, Ok, I will shut the fuck up now.

GIRL LOVE

People are going to google "Girl love" in hopes of finding some girl on girl action, and they are going to click here to find me giving shout-outs to my homegirls. Hey perv, I'm doing it in my panties *WINK*

Last night I attended charity event at Sappa. Well, me and a handful of "Models", did a Geisha run way show (please stop looking at my white face). I will post our Geisha pics as soon as I can get my hands on them. I forgot my camera, if you can believe it.

I have been loving my new girl connections lately, and they have me more giddy then the ones I have with stinky boys. I met Jamie Lynn last night. It was like I was reunited with my long lost Sista. The sad/awesome thing, is that I bonded more with her in 7 hours, then I did with my (so called) friend in 2 years. She was just real, and hella funny (yes, I said hella). Long story short, I love me some Jamie Lynn

Jamie Lynn

I love this story. My Ex Boyfriends Ex Girlfriend (stay with me here). We both have all of the reasons in the world to hisssssss at each other and yet after everything was all said and done, I found myself not only liking her BUT becoming pen pals and having really good girl chats via email. I can't explain it, but I genuinely like Kate. I hope to someday share these talks with her over a Martini in New York.

Kate Greer

Another example. When I wrote my "let's talk" pre menstrual-hater repellent-carb withdrawal's blog the other day, I got a really nice email from a gal that actually thanked me for writing it. That appreciation from both ends has sparked a friendship as well.

Kari Hawker

This only proves that when a door closes, another one opens up...with some really hot, smart and funny chick behind it.

For real, can these 3 girls be anymore Bonerific?

Cattiness is soooo 2009

Today's Special

(let's get this out of the way. Kate looks beat...moving on)

I have been obsessing over the white Boyfriend Jacket for a while,( À la Miami Vice-Duran Duran Stylo) but have found it to be a hard item to get my little fingers on. While I was at the H&M in L.A, there was a gal with one sexy white jacket on, I asked her where she got it (well, my little fingers asked me to ask her) she said Urban Outfitters. So, today is free time-shopping-lunaberry day (YAY).

I walked into Urban (well I skipped) all excited and ready for this jacket to get acquainted with my little fingers, when the lady at Urban said "mmmm, sorry...we are out" and I said "oh, well..you know what Betch?.....F' YOU" (I said that in my head, À la Kelly Stylo) THEN...there she was, on the sale rack, ONE little lonely white jacket. Automatically, my little fingers perked up, and started doing the air piano. The jacket gave my fingers that look, like saying "please wrap them around me, BUT make sure they are clean, cuz after all, I'm white and I get dirty reeeeal quick" (What my Jacket said, could very well be Ke$ha's lyrics).

So, that's my story. I got it and it was on sale, and I have been spending money like I don't have rent to pay. (I'm asking for an intervention, Friends and Family)

And a pair of acid washed jeans (Hell yeah)

Tis The Season

EJ and I kept our Christmas tradition going tonight by slapping another tree on the top of the car and dragging it in. I decorated the tree alone again but dragged the child by the ear to help me with the last touches. In the end, we ended with a replica of last year.

This week is going to be crazy for me. Tomorrow I shoot for the work calender (2 years ago I landed this award winning pose and picture). Wednesday I'm attending a fundraiser. Thursday I fly to Vegas to catch up with a friend, Christmas shop and have a fancy dinner. I fly back Friday. Pick up Kate from the airport and pull an all nighter. Head up to Park City Saturday. Then Sunday get the crew together for brunch, that includes my BFF and Jamie Lynn (who by the way, is our new Miss Utah).  Congratulations to that pretty thing.

It's going to be a fun week. Things always seem to be real hectic around this time of year, doesn't it? It's the holiday hangover that I'm not looking forward to. You know, the fun holiday stuff and New Years and on January 2, you're left broke, a little blue, with a real hangover and in my case (and hopeful not a replica of last year) alone.

I'm trying to stay in good spirits inspite the fact that I'm dealing with the boy department being on a low and a weird limbo. I don't know if I'm coming or going (which I will reside the same old song and dance I have been singing lately..."I'm not ready to talk about it blah blah blah fart blaaaaah"). I'm just getting really good at not being good at it. HAA!! I will get it right, someday.

Is it bad that I'm shopping for myself around this time?

Meeeh!

Tis The Season.

Lover Boy

Today, my friend Kate and I got into the discussion about what our dream man would be like. After we exchanged our distributions, the rest of the day I kept thinking about that. I picture myself with not a gorgeous man, but with a lot of character. Not so much a six pack or a chiseled face, but sexy. AND the far most important thing? He has to make me laugh, A LOT. The exchange of witty banter and insults would make for some great sex.

So, Jason Segel, if you're out there and single...call me and lets mingle!

(Hey, that kinda rhymed)

LCD Soundsystem

The rumor is true. James Murphy has called it dunzo. Retiring as the bands frontman. He has decided to put his all into his record label, DFA. Great for him. Crap for the fans (ME).

I first heard these guys in 2005, when they came out with their first album. It was their second album -Sound Of Silver that I put a crown on them, and made it my theme album of my summer of 2007.  Ever since then they have been in my top and will continue to be. The band will most likely continue without Murphy and under a different name. I will still listen, but will never forget the memories his voice created as I jammed out while applying my fake lashes and blasting in my car as I took the fast road to god knows where.

Don't worry bout it, I'm working on getting out for their last show on April 2, in Madison Square Garden. I've already sent out the text to my Kate  in New York with the master plan. I mean business.

LCD Soundsystem Fo' Life!

Girlified

Mandi, Ashley, Jamie Lynn, Me, Kate

I knew the weekend was going to be fun, but I never imagined the fun that we did have was awaiting us. Prior to the trip these girls didn't know each other (with the exception of Mandi and Ashley, who I have known for a long time). I wasn't too nervous about bringing these girls together, cuz I just had that feeling that everyone would have a great time. Everyone got along marvelously and we had such a great weekend in George Town. There was no cat fights, just a lot of pillow fights. I already miss these Tramps.

FATTIES

These are the same 5 girls that kicked it in DC this last weekend. My friend Kate (the second fatty down in the ear muffs) took it upon herself to use her new fatbooth application on her iphone. Making all of us look like what we really felt like after our over-indulging weekend, that ended with a large Pizza and Carrot cake at 2am. Good lord!

I seriously get a good laugh out of this!