little brown shirt in my bottom drawer baby.

so first and foremost...the bachelor last night? frickin wild. alls i gosta say bout that.

 the crazy chick michelle? like blew the dictionary definition of crazy out of the water and her picture now resides beside that very word.

 I mean c'mon giiirl. like one of the other girls said, "I think she needs a therapist before she needs a husband."

WHEW you aint lyin.

But jakes a smarty, he kicked her ass to the curb. literally. duuuuring a group date.

man aint got time to play no games foo. he lookin for a wife not no crazy.

{way to grow a pair jake.}

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and in other news, I find myself in a maaaaajor wishing fest this morning.

Wishing for many many things that I am sure I cannot afford at the moment but maybe in the upcoming weeks.

numero uno:

 currtently obsessing over SHOES.

DOS.

need me some black boots. now please.

ya never can have too many shoes.

girls best friend.

TRES.

still obsessing over the blu-ray make up. and that WILL BE purchased tomorrow.

I promise you friends.

FOUR.

im thinking of tryin out skinny jeans. never bought any, not too sure if they work on giants like myself but im wantin some still. and I shall obtain.

ohhhh if I was a rich man. {deedle deedle deedle dee}

a little my fair lady reference for ya there.

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lemme see what i can give you for tunage today loves.

makes me tap my toes.

have a grrrrreat day honnies.

m