number 27 happy birthday jesus

number 26 christmas eve

i am going to go backwards, because the end of the day was way better than the beginning. i was like, if no one is going to come out with me tonight and do some thing that feels like proper new york, then i am going to walk around town in my ghost busters tshirt and hum the ghost busters song. well i had takers on the christmas eve adventures...

we are drinking tea and about to open presents. i have just finished exploding chestnuts firstly in the oven, and then all over the house. we went and watched hannah and her sisters (ps, i am now officially getting the perm i always wanted, and i have 10 new ways to wear my belts). before that we went on a horse carriage ride through central park, and tried to witch up snow...but none has fallen yet. before that, i walked home from some basement where i answer the phone for $10 per hour. glamourous...hell no.

number 25 high octane pizza

so last night we developed levels of pizza...ranging from low octane to high octane. i love plain pizza, and really there weren't a lot of choices at 3am last night. but we did manage to cover levels low, medium and high in the 3 choices we made.

low octane is low level flavour pretty plain with maybe 1 or 2 toppings and not too salty - eg white cheese pizza, then depending on the flavour they go up a level.

anyway delicious

number 24 the point

sweet violet who i used to live with showed me this beautiful animation, complete with dance moves and singing...it is narrated by ringo star, with really lovely songs by harry nilsson...i wish i could post all of this song

number 23 muppets

number 22 1001 arabian nights

the witch and i braved the cold weather to be the most fun people on the 56th floor of a new york building for the marc jacobs holiday party. held in the rainbow room, the view was amazing, the dance floor revolved and there was more than enough boob and ass to put oxford st to shame come february...

i filled my bag with millions of gold chocolate coins (which got accidentally eaten by pantera the dog today and sent him crazy), someone stole my uzi, marc jacobs was a camel toe, and there was grey grey goose by the bucket loads.

number 21 baby cakes

i love this place. i like the filter coffee, and i always eat the banana bread...but today we ate some of this delicious apple thing.

hello - y.u.m

baby cakes
248 broome street nyc

number 20 i want candy

and cake and everything nice. 2 of my party that caused a terrible hangover ate this cake last night, but i didn't. i made some stupid comment about eating is cheating, which they thought was really funny.

so...i got through yesterday's hangover by pretending that i was going to do all my christmas shopping and buy 2 birthday presents, instead...i ate raspberry's, purchased a lanvin coat with a removable lining for $70, and spent way too many minutes thinking about what kind of drink would make me feel better.

number 19 trust fun shop

creaters of petit mal magazine, but now they have a pretty little girl helping them out making t's, and scarves.
buy now before they all go...love, sweat and tears gone into these little ones...

www.trust-fun.com/shop

number 18 you want dancing

dancer number 1...
kimberly isaac moyes lafayette new york city october 31 06

number 17 second snow

number 16 photo booth christmas party

ZZ Top's christmas party had a photo booth. We tried channelling Egypt...but it didn't really work. She knows all the places to go. We had delicious fresh orange juice from Passerby...monday night.

number 15 can't buy me love

i loved this movie...the ending when they ride on the ride on mower and the song comes on. and...i had a massive crush on patrick dempsey.

i also love haters (see comment..number 5 flash no flash). especially ones who have time to comment on outfits, premature aging and having fun. a long time ago i stupidly let some girl from a japanese magazine take my photo in london and hence the phrase 'turban clown' came to fruition. since then, i vowed to get rid of the clown and only wear boring outfits...i know we can dance pretty silly, so i only have myself to blame for this...sorry hater, the dancing won't ever stop.

and so, as a curious human, i can't help but want to know the hater...hmm, enemies...don't really have any, the witch doesn't really have any either. one night about a year ago we did dance pretty silly and i did have a pretty big pair of pants on in a night club in shitty la...maybe it was from this night, maybe not??? money could never buy me love, but it did buy me a really nice new pair of miu miu boots yesterday!

number 14 first snow