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Dear Karen and Neil: I hope you don’t take the T. Love, Kelly.
Something about this makes me think Karen and Neil are the Angry Engaged Somewhat Happily Married Couple. Update: I saw the dynamic duo on the train last week looking worse for the wear. Later that same day, I saw Somewhat Happily Married Man half asleep in his Metro paper. Guess the honeymoon really doesn’t last forever. If only they knew they were blog celebrities!
Filed under Around Town, WORST Things Ever
So I was going to skip the recap this week because quite frankly I’m exhausted and last week’s episode was just so-so. But there are SO. MANY. THINGS. GOING. ON. It’s Rock Week! Which apparently means everyone dresses like K.I.S.S. and Tom doesn’t have to wear a tie. Bristol looks like she’s ready to fight the Civil War. And I smell the Paso Doble. People are hanging from the warehouse-like rafters and there’s a ROCK DANCE MARATHON. Oh. My. God. There are no words.
Audrina Patridge, Paso Doble: I like Audrina, I really do. The girl is a great dancer, she’s sweet and freakin’ gorgeous. But her Paso is making me a little sleepy. She did everything right. But there was little passion. I agree with the judges, there is something missing and she needs to find it, because when she does it’s going to be ridiculous. Also, Bruno is wearing a leather jacket. So rock ‘n roll.
Filed under BEST Things Ever, TV FANatic
I'm uncomfortable.
At the risk of this becoming a blog solely about the crazy-slash-fantastic that goes on in the mecca that is Target, I need to share with you my most recent experience: the Target Halloween costume department. Holy Inappropriateness. I can’t even begin to describe how uncomfortable I was.
First, the adult costumes for 11-year-old girls. Do parents even exist anymore? And what exactly is a Midnight Maven? Why is this child out at midnight anyway? When I was in fifth grade, I was a table for Halloween. A table. My head was a centerpiece. It was the greatest costume ever. My only guess is that this girl is a cross between Elvira and the licorice man from Candy Land, who by day runs an escort service. I’m just sayin’. Also in this section, a “Stitch Witch” (not sure at all what that means), and some kind of British go-go dancer. Come on people.
Filed under Holidays, Oh Baby It's a Wild World, WORST Things Ever
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