Wanted: Daniel Craig

All guys, take note. This is how it should be done. Daniel Craig as James Bond, aka "Droolworthy"

Bum

Oh, and here's my bum on display, just for good measure.

Mayhem

I know Freya was all good and cleaned her house yesterday, but trust me, she aint got nothing on me. THIS is mayhem:
I am sort of obsessed by having all my things in my room, so this is the result of me running around and gathering all the stuff lying about, and then dumping them in my room. I will sort them now, since this mess is making me ILL. I am a tidy person.

Wanted: Lady GaGa's haircolour

I am about to dye my hair, and this is the colour I will get. Hopefully with less yellow and more blue.

Sacrifices

Here we are. These are my new riding boots (okay, not exactly new anymore, but they take aaages to wear in) and they hurt like hell. Wearing them much makes it better though, and that is why I'm now slumped down the couch with the effing things on. All for the sake of the arts. These are, hands down, the best boots you could ever get your hands on. The Louboutins of riding boots. Köenigs Reitstiefel. Mine are custom hand made in Germany, and I got them for my birthday. They are even in patent to make them more shiny. We like that! I am totally in love with them, even if they have caused me a LOT of blood. Mwah!

Pool boys!

Housewife-y

See what I can do? Totally housewife worthy.

Wanted: Iphone

Since both my phone (LG Shine) and my Ipod Video has decided to only work when they feel like it, I'm actually thinking of getting this. Ipod and phone in one! Would be great to avoid TWO purchases actually...

Wanted: Dagger

Just because. I mean, who knew? I mean, I knew, but not like that! I had nooo idea that my cute boy was sporting abs like that! Now I want him even more!

Wanted: Tattoo (artist... *whistles*)

Ay ay ay! (Use your best spanish accent to say that)
I want a tattoo. Nevermind that I'm terrified of needles and blood, I want one. I am quite sure ofn what and where. Ever seen Victoria Beckhams neck tattoo? I want one like that. The text will be "Nimiast Miseria Nimis Pulchrum Esse Hominem". The first person to post the meaning of that wins a pink toaster in the colour of your choice!

Now, all I have to do is to find a font that I like and attend some therapy to get over that needle phobia. Piece of cake really.

(Also, Dagger. How hot IS that man in that pic? You can "needle" me any time you want love!)

Pretty as a picture

Wanted: Fernando Torres

Yeah. That pretty much sums it up. Nike porn?

Baby Benjamin

It doesn't matter how many times I get my heart shattered into a million pieces. This, is true, everlasting love.

I love you, my baby.

Benjamin TP
*1997
Bayron 885 - Dancing Lady xx - Toe Hold xx

Amor

Nando. I still love you, and I am willing to forget these stupid sidesteps with that... thing. Alright? We'll forget about this stupid babything and go and have ferociously hot sex 24/7, right? Good, I knew you would come to your senses. Phew.

Wanted: Bugatti Veyron 16.4

This, my friends, is total car porn. Bugatti Veyron 16.4 in jet black, or as I've heard it being described: Sang Noir. Mmm. Seduction. Now, placed inbetween this beauty and Fernando Torres himself, I think I would have a hard time choosing.

Party mode: On

I thought posting this weekends party outfits could be a good idea.

Night one:

Night two:

Wanted: Louboutin

I decided to follow my Freya's example and post things I'd like to have. Both things that could actually be mine, and things that, well, just won't. (Until I've married Danny that is. Yes, Danny, since Nando is long lost to that... thing)

First out: Christian Louboutins shoes in general, but Louboutin for Rodarte in particular. Kill me.

Ups and downs

"You know I usually can't deny you of anything"

Last week really offered all kinds of feelings. Stress and some sadness at work, since a certain someone is away on his holiday, and work feels slightly empty when he is not around. I've really gotten used to those little acts of support when it gets too stressful. A hand on my back, a somewhat loving little look or simply some help when its needed. Or just a teasing wink.

Week got slightly better over the weekend, when Mimmi came over and we went out clubbing. Shaking your booty for two whole nights does things to your mood, thank you darling!

Then... Well, I know he is not mine, technically he belongs to someone else (nevermind how she behaves, it seems to work so whatever) but there is still this certain person that holds that special place in my heart, and today, I got the news that he won't be around anymore. He is getting his well deserved promotion, which I have known for half a year now, since he told me. Only, it won't be at OUR job anymore, as it was first meant to be. He is transfering, and even though I thought I was over this, my heart broke. I've missed him this last week, how am I going to get through never having him back there?

Holy Íker!

I'm a vain person, I'm not ashamed to admit that. And since I am like that, I've worked through almost every possible mascara on this planet. Expensive and cheap ones. None have been REALLy good, they all end up under my eyes after a few hours, and I hate that. One of the worst, and most expensive, were Diorshow Blackout, which made me look like one of those depressed emokids after just an hour or two. The best so far has been Macs fibre mascara, but it moulted to. Until now. For I have found my true love. And its budget! L'oréal Double Extension Beauty Tubes is the answer to all my dreams. It brings me looong lush lashes, and it stays on day and night, solid as a rock. Its amazing, and I'm never going back.