Sunday, July 4, 2010
Comparisons are easily done once you've had a taste of perfection
Three mornings in a row of waking up with a splitting headache and the same thoughts on my mind ("Joderrrr!") is probably enough for now.. the World Cup is destroying what little healthy liver juices I still own. And as an ex-smoker, I cant think of many things annoying me more than waking up to my hair smelling like an ashtray. Ick. But last night was sooooo worth it. I'm madly in love with a footballer on TV and have no qualms admitting it.. Oezil makes my heart flutter. There just is something about men who are good at sports.. Its incredibly sexy. And after a 4-0 victory against Argentina, I was just over the moon.. Germany is in the semis and La Copa is not far from reach.. That thought alone is enough to make the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
I wish I had some decent outfit pics from the other night when I wore my black maxi skirt for the first time.. its probably the most comfortable thing I have ever made. But Eden and I were too busy "shenanigating" that we completely forgot to take proper blog photos.. too bad because we crashed my cousins shoot for a movie he is making and there was lots of blood and violence present. Exactly the kind of scene Ive been craving for.