mmmmuppets!

p.s.
vacation soon.
pics soon after.

It Only Gets Better:

Seriously, this is awesome:

Happy Friday!

Things I Love - March.

What's there to cry about?

I don't get this whole sobfest at the end of every intervention. I can't wrap my head around those addicts who don't want to go rehab. Hello! It's like hitting up a free all-inclusive vacation (minus the alcohol). An added bonus is if you get Mrs. Candy Finnagan or that guy who looks like Doctor Phil, because chances are you partying it up in a hot climate!

So, all potential Interventioners, think long and hard about your refusal... because a free trip to Texas, Florida or California where you spend all day talking about your feelings and the things that make you happy - doesn't sound so bad to me.

This one goes out to Christy... you had awesome style pre-rehab.

Love this...

I am really excited.

Now Fran needs to loose about a stone... Spit chew here we come!

Hairz

Hair and photography by the talented Jessica Upton Crowe.

She can be reached at the Greatful Head in Toronto.

Check out her blog: http://struttersandhead.blogspot.com/

Ain't no thang, but a chicken wang!

Since investing in my food processor I have become addicted to cooking shows. Since I am a woman, I generally get my fix on Viva. It's aimed at women who clearly love being women, not in the "I hate patriarchy" way but more in the "I love my sexy curves and seducing young men." Sometimes, when I watch Viva I feel like I have aged 30 years and understand menopause.

But back to the subject at hand.

One of the cooking shows that I am drawn to is "Simple, Fresh, Delicious" with Livoni Walker. Now, it isn't because I think she is charming to watch - she's an Aussie and if I know anything about Aussies is that only two good things came out of Australia: the catch phrase "the dingo took the babbie shopping" and the film Priscilla Queen of the Desert.

But, what takes the cringe cake isn't her obnoxious accent, or the fact that she uses enough butter to make even Mario Batali cringe, it is those damn acrylic nails!

Who the hell wears acrylic nails anymore? I get if your a cast member of Jersey Shore or if your name is Carly-Anne and your dressed head to toe in baby-blue velour Rocca Wear, but come on! Livoni, YOU ARE ON A COOKING SHOW WHERE THEY ZOOM IN ON YOUR HANDS FOR GODS SAKE GET THOSE NAILS REMOVED.

Don't get me wrong, I am in no means against a nice manicured hand, but can't you get them short and round with a nice deep red polish? All I can picture is ground beef being stuck under those bad boys.

What if halfway through an episode they show a hand shot and you pinky nail on your right hand is missing? Next thing you know it is in the chicken stew. It gives new meaning to "chicken surprise."

Ok Livoni, head down to Nail, Wax, Toe, and fork over the $10 it costs to get your nails removed and make your viewers happy.

Thanks.

All The Pretty Things

Happy Birthday My Sweet Angel

You know when you really just adore someone on the premise of nothing? You've never met the person and the closest you have ever got to them was watching them on a talk show?

Well that is how I feel about the classic/classy, sweet, kind and well-endowed Mrs. Dolly Parton!

So, in honor of her birthday... here is a collection of my favourite Dollys.

Hairz

The Olds

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Thanks, Charmaine for the linkage... you're precious.