Hirsute Pursuit: Cousin It.

What I WISH my hair would look like:
From Google Images.
Who am I kidding? Here's how I want my hair to ACTUALLY look like:
Also From Google Images.
Where my hair's at- about, ummm 5 feet short of my "Cousin It Hair Goal" dreams. That's cool, though, COOL. No worries, no worries. I'll get there soon enough:

Insert appropriate Willow Smith/"I whip my hurrrr back n forth" comments... NOW:

I'm sure everyone's heard of the FAAAAB-U-LOUUUS Rebecca Black by now with her monstrosity of song, Friday. And YES, my co-worker and I listened to it about 4 times at work and conversed about Ms. Rebecca's dilemma of "which seat should [she] take" or "partying, partying yeah" (with a rapper? stop following schoolbus, you creepy pedo).

But the best video remix to come out of this viral sensation is this one. IT SOUNDS LIKE SHE'S SUMMONING THE DEVIL OR MUSTAKRAKISH (wait for it at 4:08, but hide inside your closet because a dethtroll is a'coming for you):


"What?! I don't even know... what?!"

I deviated from my normal uniform and busted out my padre hat and cut-offs for an abnormally normal hot winter day.
+Hat: F21.
+Wool cardigan (baaad idea): My sister's (thrifted).
+Oversized button-up shirt: Joshua Springs Thrift Store (Joshua Tree, CA).
+Ethnic bag: Deseret Industries Thrift Store (Vernon, CA).
+Black cut-offs: cut from ON jeans.
+Tights: Target.
+Ch-ch-chucks: My sister's.

Enjoy some thai iced tea and updos in Culver City.