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quesadillas are my spirit food.



29 Life-Changing Quesadillas You Need To Know About

Oh god so gooooood.

full disclosure: i love the way men smell (the good smelling ones).

i don’t suppose this is surprising, considering that i am a heterosexual woman. but the desire to experience a clean, tidy, masculine smell, along with my current (and, at this point, perpetual) single status, led me last week to sephora to find my olfactory mate. twice in one day, to be precise (two different locations - i’m not an idiot).

at first i thought i’d buy hermes’ terre d’hermes, but it was simply too reminiscent of a recent dalliance and i couldn’t see living with myself spraying it everyday, meditating on the idea that, “no, of course i don’t still want him; i’m an independent woman and can smell however i want, even if it’s his scent” and keeping a straight face (even if it were true, it’d still be kind of creepy…).

but after lots of ambling, and lots of testing (there are SOOO many smells…that i do not like) i found l’homme by yves saint laurent.

now, i can often be found lifting my shirt to my nose and breathing in deeply. and wanting desperately to cuddle with myself.

i am an independent woman.

#9: how to train your dragon (2010)

dragons are just like cats. except that you can ride them.

i desperately want someone to love and take care of. and have love and take care of me.

Was that part hard? Finding girls who genuinely wanted to be with Flav?
Cronin: One of the biggest questions you always get is, “Well, come on. Could they really be into Flavor Flav?” Always, the answer to the question, “Were they really that into him?” is yes. When you take a group of people, take them away from their homes, take away their cell phones and television, and their phone calls are bugged — and there’s this one guy who shows up and decides whether you’ll get to eat a nice dinner tonight or whether you’re going to be in a limo with him — it’s like Stockholm Syndrome and they become very quickly caught up in it. You’ll actually even see that when somebody gets eliminated from one of these shows, they kind of snap out of it very quickly. Like they suddenly realize, What was I thinking?

"How Flavor of Love Cast Hottie, New York, and Other Memorable Contestants" | vulture.com

FINALLY, someone admits the psychosis these reality dating shows create among the contestants.

i’m pretty sure i want to have an outdoor dinner party for my birthday. string up some lights, make a really great meal, invite some really dear friends, sit out under the stars, drink wine, and welcome 31.

i have another 6 months to think about it, but, you know, never too early.


  • rooftop celebration

(via icovet)

#8: afternoon delight (2013)

it was boring me and i almost turned it off, but then it stopped boring me and now i’m kind of glad i finished it. also, key (from key and peele) is in it as a hot husband/dad. the character fit. also: marriage is hard when you don’t really do anything with your time and boredom is destructive.

#7: enough said (2013)

i quite liked everyone in this movie.

The only thing stopping me from being manipulative is my lack of the confidence to fully follow through.

I can be a “secretive” person. It, no doubt, contributes to my anxiety -
keeping things separated is exhausting…

I noticed a paper airplane (that MUST have been by him) at one of the g train stops yesterday (I want to say it was at Myrtle-Willoughby). It made me smile.


Working with bold isometric forms created from bright neon tape, New York artist Aakash Nihalani (previously here and here) transforms outdoor spaces into playful installations.

via this is colossal

having finished watching season 2 (yesterday morning), i’m doing what any rational person would do: reading all of the recaps.

#6: bad grandpa (2013)

two huge laugh out loud moments.

diplo “drunk in love” remix. i forgot that remixes are a thing. i’m grateful for them.

#5: A.C.O.D. (2013)

i am not an a.c.o.d. i’m only kind of curious as to whose wedding it was at the end. not enough to keep me up at night. or to survive past the time i hit the “post” button…