[COOL SHIT] Jack Cards

I am HORRIBLE when it comes to birthdays...like really, really, bad. My problem is this: I don't give a rat's ass about my own birthday. So by default, I kind of don't give a rat's ass about yours too.

It's nothing personal, really. But I probably will forget to call. I *might* remember to text, but really the best you can hope for with me is a Facebook wall post *if* and only if I happen to catch that bday reminder when I login.

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[DESIGN WTF] You Don't Live Near a Beach

My sophomore year of college, my roommates decided that we would need to have a theme to our apartment's living room.  Everyone (excluding me, because I didn't care) locked eyes and shreiked, "OMG BEACH THEME!"

We were living in an apartment on-campus, which meant all of our furniture was dorm-issued, so the beach theme was limited to hanging up various beach posters on the wall.  My mother, who cares about these things much more than I do, contributed by purchasing one of those light up palm trees that we placed between two armchairs.  I contributed to the theme by drinking about 10,000 Coronas.  

These kind of questionable design choices are fine when you're living in a college dorm, where your design choices amount to, "Which poster should I get at the poster fair?"  But for god's sake, I just don't get the beach-themed stuff that shows up in adult apartments.

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[9 BY DESIGN RECAP] Episode 5: With Benefits

Ok, this shit is getting a little eerie: we're five weeks into 9 By Design, and there is literally not ONE FRIGGIN THING I can find wrong with this family.

I mean, have you people SEEN my other blog? All I do is make fun of bitchez. Our tagline is "embrace the hate," so yeah: I'm REALLY good at embracing it. And yet, here's what I did tonight during a good portion of this latest ep of 9 By Design...

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[DEAR DIARY] In Defense of White Floors & Doing What You Want

White floors RAWK!

BOOM!

There I said it....and I mean it. Like, for realz.

We bought our apt in Brooklyn two years ago. It's a fab place in a pre-war building with a killer layout, and almost zero wasted space. However, our apartment faces the building's courtyard and, therefore, doesn't get a whole lot of light.

I started pouring over design mags immeds, and every time I saw a place with white floors I was stopped in my tracks. I mean, jaw open, tongue wagging, it was all I could do to not actually start licking the pages of the fucking magazine.

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RUB-A-DUB-DUB: Redesign Your Gross Bathroom

If your bathroom looks anything like mine, you’ve got some mold on the liner of your shower curtain and so many stray hairs on the floor and in the sink that you often wonder if you have Alopecia.  TMI?  Sorry.  

I myself made the mistake of buying the cheapest shower curtain at Target, only to realize that it was the ugliest shower curtain in the history of mankind.  Orange, with turquoise, pink, red, white, and yellow stripes.  It looked like fucking Cinco de Mayo up in my bathroom and I nearly had a seizure every time I needed to take a shower.

So, let's take a look at some stuff that can spruce up any bathroom.  The stray hairs, though?  Those are all on you.   

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