I Sorta (Okay Really) Want to be Rachel Zoe
i tried so so so hard not to watch – because from everything i’ve read she’s a horrible person and she doesn’t eat and that’s not a good image for teen girls…but i watched yesterday and now i’m totally hooked. oh. my. god. she gets to do all my favorite things – play with beautiful clothes and beautiful people all day long. and her cocktail rings! wow. i see my possible promotion to MONOGRAM stylist at PN as my own way of being her (lite). ok. breathe. i just really love her. and hate her. life is heard.
i’m obsessed with our neighbors – surprised? dinner last night was awesome complete with a squash soup and a salad that included avocado AND shrimp…two of my very favorite things. she’s a gardener/teacher/addiction counselor and he’s a doctor and science fiction writer. they’ve lived next door since the early 80s with stories about the passed residents of our place, our upstairs neighbor and the history of our soon-to-be-gorgeous-again garden. they drop the f-bomb comfortably but only when necessary. so yeah…i’m obsessed. we’ll have to reciprocate…once my parents leave.
speaking of parents…they arrive in a little over two hours…and i still have to do my hair. i have two small projects for them once they arrive which i think will be the perfect amount of work. i wish we could have fixed the closet but alas…i don’t think MARGARET ELIZABETH (the upstairs neighbor) appreciated the drilling at 10:30 last night. after, my dad really should have to work for his supper.
Thank you 

I LOVE WHEN SHE SAYS “I WOULD DIEEEEEEEEEEE”