So i have a little rant...

While slaving away on the elliptical machine at my gym lastnight I was watching Entertainment Tonight, which I will say is almost as bad as buying all those trashy gossip mags that I have a certain affliction for, anyway a story came on about Kevin Federline that really pissed me off. Like seriously, it was a story showing all the wonderful amenities in his backyard and around his home that he had purchased for his sons (or should we say britney purchased with her spousal support checks) now I am not for one minute saying that britney is a better mother for the tykes, but I really hate how the media is rallying around KFed and treating him like some sort of saint. He is even going to be featured on the cover of a certain mens magazine for being one of the top most successful bachelors (giving him props for being such a wonderful father)... interesting.. why has everyone seemed to have forgotten why brit fell into this mess in the first place? excuse me do we not remember Kevin flying all over the world partying every weekend in Vegas spending up all a brit's money, to all of the sudden clean up his act when the divorce court is watching. I am appalled that a. none of brits family or friends have truly stepped up to help her get through this (which i am sure the reason behind this is fear of being cut off from the cash flow, paparrazzi, and constant nights out on the town) and b. that everyone seems to have completely forgotten why we hated Kfed in the first place, and why Brit should've never hooked up with him. Anyway I was just a little pissed when i watched this story and can not believe how Kevin seems to have gone from being torn apart by the media to sudden saint and perfect dad! I am throughly annoyed by this...and I do swear that this will be my VERY LAST britney/kevin blog, but i just couldn't help but be upset and I really do feel horrible for britney... like i have said before she just needs some good girlfriends to help her out of this mess!
xoxo
Kati

A Little Minneapolis for New Years?!

So this year I think I will finally be doing something exciting on New Years, 23 years later, and finally something fun and new! Anyway, I was chatting with my older sister on the phone like normal, and we were talking about how I haven't been up to Minneapolis to see her in like 2 years, which is crazy bc i used to go up atleast 2 times a year. Anyway... this year her boytoy will be out of town, and mine always wants to do 'stuff with the guys' on New Years (really bc i think his boys make fun of him for ALWAYS being with me on EVERY holiday, that I guess I have to let him have atleast one) anyway... as I was saying... Dahli suggested that maybe I should make the 7 hour trek up to Minneapolis that holiday and celebrate with her! Yay it will be like our Graduation trip to Tennessee that she took me on when I graduated high school. Except this time I promised Dahli that I will pack more than ONE pair of shoes (long story) and I promise not to leave her in any malls, or fight with her about the radio for 6 hours... i know i sound so fun to travel with now... but despite our dueling taste is music (hers has gotten better, mine has always been exceptional) I know we will have a blast! She has already gotten us on the list to see one of her fave bands play that night, and she made dinner reservations at a super expensive resturaunt!!! I seriously can't wait, we havent hung out just us since i graduated from High school. So it should be fun... anyway more later
xoxo
Kati*

ps. I just read this quote the other day on icons of style and I absolutely love it: it is my new personal motto (well one of)... "I've won before. And I will win again!" ~Bette Davis! Anyways love it!

So I watched the new Project Runway... and boy do I have some things to talk about...

So first off, let me start by saying, I am never one to criticize another's artwork, especially clothing design, because I am normally open to just about anything, and I especially love people who dress completely funky and mix things I would never even think to put together. Like my older sister for example, she mixes and matches things that I would never even think to buy let alone wear together and they look completely normal and hip on her, however the same look on me would look like a big ol mess. Anyway, I have lost my topic... so back to P. Runway (as me and my bff bridge lovingly call it) I was super upset back the overwhelming lack of WOW that the show once had, and I am throughly pissed that the guy who designed the basic baby doll dress stayed on the show. I mean, neither him or the girl they kicked off did anything spectacular, but his dress was particularly hideous, and I mean anyone who has taken ONE sewing class can construct a babydoll dress, and he didn't even choose attractive fabric, atleast the girl tried to dress her garment up with a hideous jacket, but come on she did construct more than one garment.... Anyway, I have to say the designer who constructed the entire women's suit ensemble... the funky plaid jacket, intresting skirt, etc... was by far my favorite, well him and the guy who fashioned a gorgeous 1940's era womens suit in black and red... in my opinion these guys were definitley overlooked. I mean the detail and work that went into those garments was astounding, and to someone who has slaved their life away on a sewing machine and dress form, I know the work and immaculate care that went into constructing those garments. So I will definitely be rooting for them all season! Since I am already on the subject, I do have to give a shout-out to my very favorite person to ever rock the P.Runway Runway, which is Kayne... I loved every gaudy, gorgeous garment he ever constructed. We have exactly the same style and I from one fashionista to another... I ABSOLUTELY LOVE HIM!!! Oh, and what was going on with that HIDEOUS, and I mean HIDEOUS, aqua blue bias dress that the 'marionette' designer constructed? Did she just have a little extra fabric that she couldn't waste so she had to make a gigantic mistake and safety pin it all to the bottom of her garment? It was completely hideous, and the dress wasn't even the correct length, it was like she forgot her model was a real person who wasn't being held up by a bunch of strings, so yes, she could actually trip on the hideous dress she was wearing, along with her hideous blue suede boots.... I mean i give her props for her overall construction, she knows her way around fabric, but seriously does she know how things fit on an actual human? Does she know how to put a look together? All in all, I suppose it will be an interesting season.. and lets hope the babydoll dress designer... burns the hat he was wearing in the last episode... talk about hideous... anyway... more later!
*xoxo
Kati

Sometimes being a grown up really sucks...

So I know I am about to sound totally whiney and bratty but I don't care I really hate being a grown-up today! So one of best friends just flew in from Chicago today and we were all planning to drive down to manhattan tommorow for the weekend, and now I can't go until after 5 pm on saturday :( and I am NOT HAPPY! The girl that I was counting on to cover for me on Saturday just called me and said she got tickets to the KU game and since they are doing so well this year (god why not wrench and twist that knife a little deeper, brat) she won't be able to cover for me. ANNOYING... so now I have to miss half my weekend and just suck it up, because normally when I was in college and didn't really care about my jobs or wether or not I kept them, I would have just called in sick and done whatever the hell i wanted to do, without a care or worry in the world, now I actually have a concience, and couldn't leave my job without fear of being a disappointment or worrying about getting fired. Guess I am growing up a teensy bit, which really sucks, but i guess I won't be spending another million dollars on drinks like i usually do when i visit the lil apple... but i am still seriously bummed. And whats even worse i miss the last time to tailgate of the year.. and all the boys are going down this weekend to.. gosh the more i think of it, the sadder i get. Anyway I know i am totally being a complaining,whiney little girl, but i had to let out my disappointment to someone, and i haven't even told my girls yet and they are going to be really pissed. So all in all I definitely can't wait to go out tonight for as many drinks as i can possibly pack into my body bc my friday and saturday are going to suck, at least until five when I am done with work for the rest of the weekend.
sorry for the whining,
xoxo,
Kati

This crazy example shows how different girls and guys really are... or atleast how different me and j are...

So today, I was driving with J through the Plaza and we passed one of my favorite stores... Betsy Johnson, and I just randomly said I want a gift certificate to that store for xmas because I absolutely love her clothes and that would be like a really nice treat, because then I would have to spend the money there, and i've always wanted a really great Betsy Johnson dress. So then J is like well you know what I want for xmas? And of course I knew it would be something super expensive and involving some sort of hideous video game... so then he says a playstation 3, or maybe a nintendo wii! I was like no way.. i am not spending $300 dollars on stupid video game stuff... then my mind started turning and i was like ok... i will get you a wii if you get me the same amount from betsy johnson bc i could really get some great stuff from there with that kind of gift certificate from Betsy's. Then he was like NO WAY... you can't spend that much money on clothes... and I was like hello that is how i feel about video games... clothes are waay more important that video games... anyway i just thought it was funny that he got sooo upset that all i wanted was money to spend on clothes and he didn't think it was a big deal at all to spend that much money on a stupid game thing.
Mars and Venus definitely
xoxo
*kati

Sometimes I am just one big messy tornado...

So Friday night I went out with my bff's mindy, kyle, and 'the' chase for drinks and some fabulous dancing... which ended up being an excellent night full of a little too much drinking and not quite enough dancing. Anyway, when me and j got back to my house that night it ended up being around 4 am... yikes i had to wake up the next morning by at least 8 to make it to work at 9. So saturdays are the one and only day that I CAN NOT be even one minute late to work, bc i have the office key and am in charge of running the office for the day, of course... my alarm sounds off at 7:40, 7:50, and 8:00 am Saturday morning, what do I do in my drunken haze? Turn it off, like i have nothing better to do than sleep the day away cuddling with my boy toy. When suddenly at 8:53 am I pop up from a deep sleep glance at my phone and realize i have to be to work in exactly 7 minutes. I couldn't do this even if i was fully dressed and ready to go. I jump up, scaring J and run around my room frantically throwing together an outfit, i didn't even bother to glance in the mirror while brushing my teeth and run out the door. J is tagging along still in a sleepy daze trying to figure out what the hell kind of whirlwind his girlfriend has become. As we are driving to work (he was borrowing my car for the day bc his was at home and i didn't have time to drop him off as planned before) he glances over to me and says, I can't believe you got ready that fast, why aren't you always that fast? If i would have know you could run around and throw clothes on and make up on that quickly I would have never put up with your hour to hour and 1/2 that it normally takes. I am not in the same jubuliant jokey mood as J and only give him and icy stare and say... it wasn't by choice, I don't even have a smear of makeup on and my hair hasn't seen a brush for over a day now... i am ABSOLUTELY not ready! J seeing that I am not myself just chuckles to himself and says I look gorgeous no matter what, (what a suck up) but a cute one that's for sure. Anyway by 9:10 I am pulling up to the office and frantically extracting my key from my key ring... running to the door unlocking it, and jumping behind the desk to take the phone off of call forward. Just as I do my boss calls, very unhappy that I am soo late, and has a list of things to finish a mile long. What a great wake up call... i know, on top of all this my voice has become incredibly hoarse from my out of control thursday and friday nights so I sound like death everytime I answer the phone. Eventually, I get tired of explaining no I am not dying, just a lil hoarse from too much night life, I decide to run back to the kitchen and make myself a hot cup of green tea. As I return back to the desk, my brain momentarily forgets to function, and I take the biggest swig of the INCREDIBLY HOT tea and burn the roof of my mouth and spit the tea back into the cup... great not only do i have a burnt mouth I also have a huge cup of backwash tea...yummy. Anyway the day eventually gets a little better, my brain starts working again from its alcohol induced coma and i actually regain my boss' affection back by finishing my tasks in a very timely and accurate manner... so once again despite the messes i allow myself to fall into... i always manage to come out ok... except for the whole burnt mouth thing, which really REALLY hurts today... anyway more later!
xoxo
*kati

So I think all Britney needs are some good girlfriends...

So whenever I am bored at work I am constantly reading msn's hot gossip stories and poor Britney Spears is always the main topic. And I will admit I do read them, and I can't help but feel really bad for her. Clearly the girl is so messed up because she has no 'real' girlfriends around to straighten her ass out and tell her like it is! Evey girl needs to have friends that can tell them when they are being crazy, or being a bitch, or drinking too much, etc. But she doesn't really have anyone to do that for her. So upon realizing this I am sooo thankful for all my wonderful amazing girlfriends I have, who have no problem telling it like it is and whipping me back into shape when i start to slip down a wrong trail... probably the only negative is they definitly fuel my terrible shopping addiction, and I secretly believe they talk me into buying things so they don't have to spend the money and they can just borrow it, but that I am ok with... Anyway all in all... I really hope poor lil britney can just find a nice set of great friends, and i wouldn't trade my girls for all the fame and money in the world, because without them fame and money would be no fun!

xoxo

Kati*

I ABSOLUTELY HATE CLEANING!!!

So i have a very sickening shopping addiction paired with another sickening addiction to KEEP EVERY outfit I have ever purchased. It is seriously disgusting, but clothes might be more sentimental to me than pictures or gifts. Anyway, I was cleaning out my bedroom yesterday, trying to make room for all my winter clothes in my dresser and closets when I realized half of the clothes I was hanging up I hadn't worn, looked at, or even remembered I owned, but of course once i saw them again, I couldn't part with them. What if I have the perfect outfit to go with it oneday... and I don't have it... tragedy would ensue!! Anyway I came across a sickening fact that there is absolutely not enough room in both my room closets, or my dresser to house the mountains of clothing that I have accumulated. I have drawers full of sorority tees that i absolutely cannot part with, drawers packed full of jeans dating all the way back to jr. year of highschool, (again what if i want to wear them again), drawers full of pants, even a scary leather pair from when I used to work at Gap and could never pass up a good sale, thousands of coats, jackets, and fleeces, i have a slight coat obsession, tons of sweaters, thousands of going out tops, and seriously an entire closet of dresses...from formals to semi to day dresses... it is sickening.. we haven't even started on shoes and purses that I can't seem to give up yet. SO anyway while I was cleaning yesterday not only did I severly injure my hand on an open pair of scissors lodged somewhere in a pile of clothes, I have had an allergy attack lasting all through today because of the enormous cleaning I achieved yesterday. However, through out this 'spring cleaning' i only managed to put a large dillards back of clothes in the give away pile (and almost half of those were my lil sisters that she left in my closet when I was living in manhattan.) disgusting! So all in all, I have decided cleaning is the worst idea ever!!!

Below is a new picture of me being the diva I am in all my drunken glory at my fave night spot Blonde!