Showing posts with label Fashion Star. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fashion Star. Show all posts

March 21, 2012

Wacky Wednesday

I'm wacky and it's Wednesday. Unfortunately, my wackiness is not limited to Wednesdays in real life. I try to only scare people here once per week.
  • As I may have mentioned before, I love Jessica Simpson. This video solidifies my love.
  • If you're like me, you'll watch all three parts of her Jimmy Kimmel appearance at least three times. 
  • And watch "Fashion Star" because she is on it. Not that the show is bad, but I would have never watched if it wasn't for the lovely Miss S. 
  • And hope that she delivers her baby on your birthday. I don't think she's going to make it until late April, though. Wowza! That girl is seriously pregnant.
  • Now that I've alarmed everyone with my crazy JS obsession, I'll move onto other things (although they really don't compare to her ... ahem) like the possibility of Justin Bieber being in town. I'm getting more pathetic, huh? Selena Gomez, Bieb's girlfriend, is in the area shooting a movie. JB was here last weekend. I don't care how pathetic I'd look, I will get my picture with him if I find him. 
  • I spotted a celebrity in public once. The celebrity? Vanilla Ice. Yo, VIP. 
Crappy cell phone photo of the dude that rocks a mic like a vandal
  • Anyone have any better celebrity sightings?

March 14, 2012

Wacky Wednesday

This Wednesday had its share of wackiness, but it was also wonderful. I took the day off (a miracle during the "busy season") and went to a spring training game (Blue Jays vs. Yankees) with my favorite baseball-watching pal, Dad.
  • If I went to a spring training game every day of spring, I'd be the happiest person around. It helps if Derek Jeter is there, but it's not necessary. Although I did take 58 pictures of him today.
One of 58
  • People at spring training games are happy folks. Most are from out-of-state and on vacation. No grumps, which makes for a very pleasant day.
  • Despite my extreme paleness, I avoided major sunburn. I look a bit overdressed for the 80+ degree weather, but I don't care. More clothing means more of my Casper-like skin is protected from the big, scary ball of fire. As an added bonus, people are not blinded.
  • I've got some TV to watch! With my dad around, I wasn't able to watch the first episode of "Fashion Star" with my girl, Jessica Simpson. Or the episode of "Biggest Loser" that she was on to provide style makeovers for contestants. I'm hitting the on-demand versions soon.
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