Grammy-lisious

So as you all know...I’m a secret closet fashion whore.... and I just love love love red carpet fashion, especially the Grammy’s. It’s more exciting and bold; it’s as if musicians are more willing to go the extra mile when it comes to what they wear. Ooo it’s so exciting. Well this year we had the celebs dresses made out of  gold and glitter, to arriving in a incubator/ egg. Some of my personal favourites were Selena Gomez, who is finally dressing her age, although dating the younger Biebs might drag her back into the style of a 5 year old so she doesn’t look like his mommy. I also loved Rihanna;s sheer white Jean Paul Gaultier dress, so so sexy, and totally worth wearing as a wedding dress...if you’re brave enough. My other favorites include, Katy Perry,

But then there were some that would of looked better in there pj’s, like Nicki Minaj, Miley Cyrus (I love these two, just not what they wore) and of course the drag queen herself, Lady Gaga. What was going through her head?! There is nothing left for that woman to do, she Has zero shock value now...the only way she can shock us next is if she comes down the red carpet in a beautiful gown looking human!

Wow I see I’m beginning to sound like granny Barbie’s evil twin Joan Rivers so I’m ending this post...

Feathers and Parties

Ok ok I know it’s been longer than a month since my last post, life has just gotten a bit crazy so here is a quick update of what has been going on recently....

The last few weeks have been especially hard on me emotionally. But yay happiness, amongst all the drama i had a birthday and have hit the horrid 23 mark...I’m getting so old! Hehehe...but despite my old age i still partied the night away...even lost a shoe in the process.  

On a less happy note, I’ve been trying to deal with the death of my grandfather, and even though it’s been 4 years, it’s still hard for me to think that his gone, he was my everything. A better father, a best friend and a man that would love me no matter what. So after years of deliberating I had finally settled on the best way to remember him, is by getting a feather tattoo. Whoever doesn’t cry through a foot tattoo...you are either on drugs or not human!!!! It was one of the worst feelings of pain I have ever been through!!!! But I got it and now I will always have him with me.

And for all of you who are going through a hard and unhappy time...keep your head held high and your chin up, there is always a rainbow at the end of the storm