Pretty Obsessed

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It’s finally back… True Blood premieres this Sunday! How exciting!

If only i can get my hands on some TruBlood …I wouldn’t stay thirsty my friends.

The best part of the above drink… my blood type really is O positive! Must have some! Remember, friends don’t let friends drink friends.

What’s your type?

Too many gals in the modeling world resemble each other…so much so they can be interchangeable as far as I’m concerned. And then there is Tao Okamoto, she is unlike the rest…how smooth was that? I totally just slipped the title of this post into the body of the post! Anyway, I decided to throw her in the spotlight  because she has a strikingly unique, yet sexy and very influential style. I have yet to see her sporting something I dislike…

This is a disturbing realization because as a fan of Entourage, I thought Sloan (Emmanuelle Chriqui) was a pretty woman.  But then I was surfing the net, and came across a photo of who I thought was Sloan looking a bit on the chubbier side…but after reading the article, I realized it was simply a girl from the show Jersey Shore. I don’t know her name on the show, or her real life name… but she totally looks like Sloan.

I have yet to watch a single episode of Jersey Shore.  I just know by watching the short clips during commercials that I would be bored and disgusted by all the fuglies on my television screen. Still, it is hard to ignore how much attention these overdone midgets have been getting. This post is not about the Fuglies from the Shore…it is about a band I have never heard of called Phoenix.  I love them, and I will support their music because of the below interview.

In the awkward interview, the fugly midget interviews the band by asking if they have ever heard of her show. Of course they haven’t, then she shows she has no clue who they are…followed by a request for a song to be sung to her…which of course they don’t do. The interview ends with one of the band members calling her a “Cagoles” the equivalent to what a fugly ‘Guido’ would be in French.

Well, the video cuts off before he explains to her what the words means, according to Urban Dictionary (great source of info), it means: – 1 definition – A French word from the city of Marseille (French Riviera) which designates a slut. Can be female, or male.

hahaha, He called her a slut. I like this band.

I have a thing for the color yellow lately… I think I would officially like to announce that it is my favorite color…for now. Here are some of my favorite things in yellow. I would like to own all of these in due time…

Yellow reminds me of warm summer days…and it just happens to be an instant mood shifter…I imagine me wearing this yellow dress below year round…summer days I would wear it the way she wears, heck…I’ll even pose like her in it. During the colder days, I can wear the look with tights and knee hight boots! So sexy…

It’s a one piece, I NEVER wear a one piece, but the one below in particular is so cute. I can just see myself lounging by the pool with a good book in hand and no plans to get into the actual pool.  I would be sipping on a cold one (white wine)…and in time I would develop an appetite, this is when I would  slip into a knee length flowy white skirt that would mesh well with my low white open-toed heels.  I would call the boyfriend, and he and I would have a perfect lunch date on the  balcony…I can’t wait till summer!!!

Then later in the evening I would go to a cocktail party in Kate Hudson’s dress…and the rest of the yellow dresses will be worn during another mellow yellow day…

But for now, seeing how I am dealing with some very chilly weather, I would love to wear this tasty coat…

And for his eyes only…

There’s nothing like having skin that looks like it’s been kissed by the sun.  Tanned skin looks great and as an added bonus, makes the skin show less imperfections. Tanned skin gives the impression that your body is slimmer, and even tends to enhance facial features.  Now in no way am I suggesting that you go lay out in the sun for hours… DON’T do that.  I mean the exact opposite, if you don’t have perfectly tan skin, then I suggest using a sunless tanning product that does not turn your skin orange.  Because next to having imperfections stand out on pale skin, having orange as a skin tone is even worse, (see my post titled ‘Like the Oompa’).

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It took me sometime to jump on the bandwagon and become a boundary challenged Twilight fan…but now that I have joined the rest, there is absolutely no turning back. I am Pretty Obsessed…with all things Twilight.  I am consciously, slowly reading through Eclipse, I could have without  a doubt, finished the book in just one sitting. However, every turn of the page brings me closer to the end…and I don’t want there to be an end. No, I want more, and more and more …Psycho I know…and I am fully aware that there is a fourth book…still I shall take my time. It’s as though I am taking in small doses of the lifestyle I have become quietly addicted to and thus I much rather devour each page, by taking my time tasting the words as the chain of events unfold between Edward and Bella…It is my own personal drug.

Opening the book for my next fix brings me indescribable feelings of giddiness, among other kinds of feelings too explicit to mention.  This got me thinking…what the hell is wrong with me and the rest of …well everyone! We are obsessed with the Vampire phenomenon, (the Twilight Saga in particular)…and we have let it consume us for sometime now, long before My Edward entered my life.

So why do I think I let my lust for mythical creatures torment my lamb-like soul?  …Werewolf’s included? When I start to think about it, it becomes pretty damn obvious.  The better question quickly becomes, why wouldn’t we women be truly, madly, deeply…psychotically in love with the idea of having a Vampire fall in love with us.  Everywhere we look we are forced to take in some level of disappointment.  There is poverty, hunger, greed, and not-so-sexy lust ridden men sharing our living space on a daily basis. The chance to escape into another reality is a tantalizing thought to say the least.

With that said, the rest is obvious…Vampires are meant to be incredibly easy on the eyes, physically flawless in every sense, this allows them to seduce us into their arms and quench their blood-thirst…And since we are programmed to respond to males who have the best chance of being able to father/rear our children, we automatically find the perfectly sculpted, tall, immensely strong, protective, sexually-able vampire man an A-plus candidate. Then there is the fact that they are usually depicted as powerful and wealthy. And why wouldn’t they be?  …they are immortal, and can come equipped with special powers, such as seeing the future! Having the uncanny ability to predict trends in  the stock market  allows them to accumulate wealth in their sleep…jk, they don’t sleep! If my boyfriend was immortal, and had the power to see the future…AND he didn’t sleep…well let’s just say, I’d hear a few less sighs and cuss words throughout the day…and more comments like the ones he says out loud during one of his many self-loving moments, “How does it feel to be with a legend?!” or “Your man is kind of a big deal!”

Hmmm…I won’t entertain that thought further…for now, I like to imagine that he is my own personal vampire, who merely chooses to lead a “normal” life to fit in with the rest of the folks in this small gloomy town. His cover happens to be the ever respectful White Coat…but before he steps through the door, the White Coat comes off…and my obsession turns on…making  me his chosen mortal who he will move mountains…and stop cars at a moments notice for.

After-all, how can we ignore that there is an element of danger that lurks when you have a vampire as a lover. This only adds to their attraction, because it should be wrong on some level that  ‘bad behavior’ turns me on. But the fact that it is forbidden and unpredictable makes it exciting…enter romantic tension…and I am the lamb and he is the lion.  And what is sexier than a man wanting you so badly, that he will fight the impossible fight for you?

A nonhuman man who brings everything to the table…and on top of it all, is willing to go to the end of the world for you and with you. So he may behave like a  jerk at times, and is a bit controlling, intimidating, even scary…but, as I have come to learn…behind every jerk is a twisted, impossibly vulnerable guy, whose passion for his lamb surpasses all rationale…ahem, my real life vampire boyfriend… and who can resist that? Not me…not ever.

Humans are interesting creatures…interestingly disappointing creatures.  We are  made up of many layers and what you see is NOT what you always get.  This of course can be a good or bad realization depending on the person.

I for instance come with many different faces…most of which are busy criticizing and analyzing personalities I cross paths with so that I can create little profiles in my memory bank and refer back to it when necessary.

One of the profiles in my memory bank is of one of those most fascinating people I have been lucky to know for years now. She comes with many layers…just like the rest of us, but what makes her post-worthy? I can’t find a flaw in her layers… that’s not to say that she doesn’t make mistakes…it’s just with her, what you see IS what you get…and when you see her and get to know her, you can’t help but want other people to be able to do the same.

Being the author of PrettyObsessed its no surprise I have pretty friends seeing how I’m obsessed with ‘All Things Pretty’ so she is in no way “Mrs. Personality.” She is beautiful on the outside…but it is her heart that I am obsessed with, if everyone can see the world through her eyes; we really would be living in a better place.

She loves people …and by love I mean real accepting love, no other type exists for her. It’s as though she is attracted to each person’s soul. One of the few people I know who sees the body as an exterior shell and nothing more. So it’s no surprise that she has lots of friends, lots of good friends…from many different walks of life. And one of her favorite things to do is mesh these good people all together. Unlike other people (myself included) who prefer to keep their groups of friends separate for no other reason than because I assume that they may not all get along if they met, awkwardness will ensue and I rather just have a good time than worry about what everyone is feeling. Her on the other hand gets full satisfaction by  bringing people she loves together, and she is good at it…and without fail everyone gets along great and you walk away with more friends than you came with.

Anyone who is friends with this girl knows that she is completely devoted and loyal to you, and she plays the best friend role with such ease and poise that its almost easy to overlook how much thought she probably does put into everyone she cares about.

She is a refreshing mix of many different things, and can in no way be described accurately.  She’s a walking contradiction in the most pleasant way.

A feminine-tomboy. Odd mix of emotions and practicality. Aggressively sweet. Small in size with a huge heart. She is threateningly beautiful, but her aura welcomes connection. She is critical, yet forgiving. Honest and sensitive. An easy-going stickler, who can nip you with her temper when she feels crossed…but be the first to hug you when you are down in the dumps. Compassionate, understanding, feisty, independent in some ways, but dependant on the ones she loves… funny and understated. I think she deserves an award for being a great friend to so many people for so many years…We never asked her to be there, she just is…

So, as the year comes to an end once again I am thankful for having you in mi vida Ms. 2V.

Oh and …I hope it’s okay that I took a picture of you off Facebook and used it for this post…I knew you’d understand.

Driving to work this morning phone in hand, must have hit the camera button because it decided to take shots of me without my knowing… I learned the phone has an edgy artistic taste in photography. He’s a smartphone.

He I’m sure is convinced that I think that life should mimic the above picture. And by He I don’t mean God, although I’m sure he thinks of himself as one, He is the boyfriend.

Being an intelligent being, he knows what romance looks like, he knows what it is…and like most women, I enjoy it. It enhances the enjoyment of being in a relationship … especially a LDR. I realize romance is a lot harder to pull off… the average guy may come off as a complete cheeseball if he mirrored movie like behavior. For instance, if my boyfriend and I were to take a cruise together, and he placed my body dangerously close to the edge of the deck Titanic style and screamed “I’m the king of the world!” I would probably puke a little in my mouth out of sheer fear of going overboard. That would not be my idea of a shared feel-good moment.

It sucks but there is a double standard… romance novels can get away with in your face romance, and so can movies, but the average guy has to find the comfortable medium. Somewhere between cheesy and a wretched wasteland of indifference lies the perfect amount of romanticism.

A man needs to remember women all over the world have these notions, its important to figure out her fantasies and make at least some of them come true from time to time. Abandoning the idea of romance all together comes off as plain lazy. So yes, life is not a novel … but to all the lovers out there, don’t underestimate what a little gesture can do for the spirit.

The lovely Boyfriend can easily be described as the ‘strong and silent type’ with emphasis on the silent part. Now I’m not saying I need daily confessions of his undying love for me… but a little can go a long way.

So we live in a practical world… does that mean we have to behave  in a practical manner all the time?

Consensus say no.