So I’ve read about 20 Nora Roberts books since November. I think I’m obsessed.
The good thing is, it’s inspired me to write again…and this time I’m writing trashy romance novels. Kind of.
I’m going to try to avoid some of the lingo used in a lot of novels, including purple rods of glory and hot moist love caves.
I’m a super visual person, being a fantastic artist and all 
that I can’t stop picturing celebrities as my characters. These two especially:
This would be Joe Manganiello (Alcide from True Blood). Good f-ing Lord.
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And Josh Duhamel. Yummy in a different way.
There’s celebrity females, too, of course, but too many to post all the pictures.
If I never get published, eh. So what, it’s fun to write, especially sexy sexy sex scenes.
Maybe I’ll post an excerpt or something sometime.
And with that, I leave you with this:
Nom Nom on the Werewolf.
Rubia de los Muertos is down!
Blonde of the Dead is taking a mother f-ing siesta.
I’m taking a wee bit of a break from painting. I’ve been working on these Day of the Dead portraits for almost 3 years now, and have done almost 50 portraits in that time. I think it’s time to rest. I found myself just churning them out and not really putting myself into them, which sucks for me because that’s why I started-I loved painting them…now I don’t.
I’ll still do them occasionally, if someone really really really needs one…oh and RubiadelosMuertos.com is down as well, so email me if you need me: rubiadelosmuertos@gmail.com
Adios mother f-ers!
Oh, side note…I hope to be blogging regularly too…to my two followers…one of those being my sister. Word!
Grannie’s Cocktail
Stencil FTW
About a year ago, I got the great idea to redecorate my bathroom. It was a stark shade of off white, and it felt so sterile every time I’d be dropping a deuce or showering. I wanted warmth while I pooped.
So I painted two walls a rich chocolate brown. Not poop brown, chocolate brown. My intention was to paint a tree branch with birdies on the main wall, in a bright green to match our towels. I decided that painting free hand would take too long, I decided to make my own stencil.
You can read about my failure here.
Here’s a picture of what became of my bathroom wall (which by the way is still looking like this after a year-I gave up):
Today I found an awesome new blog to follow: Lemon Tree Creations.
Among her posts of great home decor and craft ideas, was this post, showcasing her addition to her bedroom, a pretty white peony above her bed.
Did she free hand it? No. Did she make her own stupid stencil out of paper? No. Crafty bitch here bought a stencil from Cutting Edge Stencils. Shit. There’s a retailer of stencils out there? And a SHIT TON of branches with birds?
Balls. If I’d thought about it, I would have looked for this. But I didn’t. I have a one track mind when it comes to crafting. If I think of completing a project a certain way, that’s the way it has to be done. Hence,
The real kicker is the price. The stencils are super cheap! Like $16-35 cheap! There are of course more elaborate ones that are more pricey, but the ones I’m looking at are $34! I probably spent more than that on the paper combined with my time and energy wasted.
Next time I get a grand idea to do something big like painting a fucking tree on a wall, I will look for alternate ways of my original plan.
Screw you, wall.
Fall just came in my mouth.
I ate this:
And washed it down with this:
(Trader Joe’s Pumpkin Tart + Hot Caramel Apple Cider=omfg fall)
Black Veiled Bride – a review
Yesterday I walked by Hot Topic, and saw this band, Black Veiled Bride, had vomited merchandise on the front of the store. I did a double take, because the photos were rigoddamndiculous.
So because I don’t have the thought to let each be their own, here is my review of them. Or their looks, anyway.
What the living hell is that?! I know the 80s are back, but this is like Goth and 80s Hair Metal had an ugly baby.
Are they dudes? Chicks? Their name implies they are women, so let’s take a closer look.
Definitely a dude. Or a really ugly chick.
This has to be a chick. Or I guess it could be one of those androgynous boys that wants to look like a girl (Justin Bieber).
This one’s so hardcore he’s taking a shit DURING his photo shoot. Guy.
This one looks like a manly chick, but there’s no boobs so I’m going with dude.
And then the last one…
Well that’s clearly not female OR male. It’s the kid from Jumanji!
See?
So they are a band of 4 dudes and a monkey. Rad. I bet their music is terrible. I won’t include their music in my review because that doesn’t matter much. Thanks for reading!
La Femme Accident
Major credit to anyone who knows the origin of the title, by the way. OMD forever!
I just found out about the coolest car…no, THING ever:
The Dodge La Femme
“Unveiled in 1955, the Dodge La Femme was Dodge’s appeal to the female driver of the late 1950′s.”
Holy shitballs isn’t it pretty?! How did I never know about this?
The 1955 model came with a stylish rain cape, fisherman’s style rain hat and umbrella. Additionally, buyers were presented with a “stunning shoulder bag in soft rose leather…fitted with compact, lighter and cigarette case.” How rad is that?!
Ugh. Now there’s another car to add to my list of classics I want to own someday. And by list I mean my head full of pretty old cars. Someday I’ll own a classic car, probably not a La Femme, but I will still wear a stylish raincoat and stylish rain boots in it.
