I've read a couple blogs, and they had my ass livid.

As children, we were all warned our worlds would slowly progress from a stark black & white to a progressively muddier range of indistinguishable shades of gray. For example, when you're a kid you think sex, drugs, and rock & roll represent the roots of all evil and you swore you'd always far, far stay away. I, for one, couldn't understand why anyone would even dabble in such dreadful matters!

I think we can all agree things change.

Anyway, what all seems so clear to us as children becomes overwhelming confusing as adults. When you're a kid if you like to color, you figure you should grow be an artist. If you like to make sandwiches, you should grow up to be a cook. Now, someone explain to me how somewhere between the relatively short span of elementary school and now this system went horribly awry. You hear janitors whistling lovely melodies while completely untalented people are up on the stage making bank! This isn't even the biggest problem in my opinion, the worst is regularly employed people appear COMPLETELY INCOMPETENT in excecuting the basic purpose of their jobs. Are they bitter because they don't actually want their jobs, and dreamed of being ballerinas when they were five? Do they actually just lack the skills required, to say, I don't know, PLACE SOMEONE IN THE PROPERLY ASSIGNED DORM ROOM? I'm not pointing fingers here, but if for example, you work in residence life at a university and:

A. A room is empty
B. Two students paid for housing
B1. The same two students requested to live together
C. The students have been attempting to contact you in everyway possible short of smoke signals and you're only response has been "We're not doing room changes right now" [Mind you, if you hadn't made a mistake in the first place a room change wouldn't be necessary, and also, PLEASE tell me when a preferable time for room changes would be instead of move-in days at the beginning of the semester? Just curious.]

Maybe I should bite my tongue. I'm just saying if you have work while a lot of people are frantic for employment and maybe you shouldn't TOTALLY SUCK ASS AT YOUR JOB.

Now that Katy Perry is engaged, my chances of marrying Travis McCoy have gone up ever so slightly from 0%. A girl can dream, sigh.

[I do not condone obsessing over celebrities, but he is an artist, so therefore it is acceptable.]

A lot of people hated on this Rodarte outfit Ms. Portman wore to the New York Times Art and Leisure Weekend.

Aside from the fact that I am in love with her, I don't mind this outfit. I think it's cute in a sloppy chic kind of way.

It wasn't technically a red-carpet event, that dress cost her $40 [Rodarte for Target bitches], her hair and makeup looks amazing, and the yellow looks super pretty on her.

Can any of you haters pull that off for 10x that cost? I think NOT.

Sometimes my personal heel collection makes me weep.

Literally, from pain.

Don't get me wrong, I adore each and every pair equally in the way mothers [suppossedly] love their children. Each one has it's one quirks, a story behind how I came to possess them. A distinct manner of fitting upon my feet. They all, however eventually let me down, as children do their parents- but instead of failing calculus or coming home with a tattoo, they either give me blister or another form of intense pain. For this reason, I, their mother just might dote upon their cousins instead: the wedge. Why? You get the height and look of my children, the heel, but with a fraction of the pain. The above pair, however, doe not come at a fraction of the cost.

Stella McCartney Wooden Wedge Pumps, on sale for $687

Gorgeous.

Back to school domani.

We got no class

We got principles

And we got no innocence

We can't even think of a word that rhymes.

Alice Cooper.

♥ Lini.