LA (AND BEYOND): CRUMPLED TWENTY
By Nora Zelevansky / May 7th, 2009
The Best Link Today:
Blackburn + Sweetzer posted a multi-sale list today (multi baaalllll; sorry, flashback to Mario Andretti pinball), including Stuart Weitzman event with free Sprinkles Cupcakes like the above. Very Sex and The City, being a stiletto and all.
"I'm Samantha, I have sex with eeeverybody . . ."—sorry, but has anyone else watched Forgetting Sarah Marshall on HBO lately? If not, I apologize for the slightly obscure reference.
So, enjoy the sales! I'll be in Palm Springs (yet again, which is crazy) roasting my ass off in 105 degree heat by the pool, wearing a massively brimmed, floppy, straw sun hat. And this is a good thing cause my tummy definitely does not need another cupcake to help it grow.
Just kidding, Mom. I promise not to tan too much. Umbrellas for me all the way.
Who am I kidding? My mom never reads this stuff. I'm going to have to re-live this entire conversation with her over the phone.
Let me try again:
Just kidding, Dad! I promise not to tan at all or buy another bag because I know (as even a highly evolved man) you really don't understand why we women need so many effing purses. Oh, and yes, I know, I shouldn't be complaining about my tummy. Stomach, I mean stomach. Cause "tummy" probably annoys you as much as "yummy."
Am I right or am I right?
xo – N.