Happy Friday the 13th!

temp work is sweet

i'm working at victoria's secret assisting the vice president this week. it is the sweetest gig and i get my very own cubicle. ahh to be a grown up. when i got home i checked the mail and was delighted to find eric wrenn's b-day invitation. laminated?! i would scan it but i'm too lazy. i love eric for a multitude of reasons but mostly because he occasionally sends me things in the mail.

check out erin wasson being totally cool/ a total asshole all at once.

with alex wang whose resort collection left me pining after this

i also wouldn't mind a set of these

cursed

In and around the seventh grade, break up letters were all the rage. I remember breaking up with some poor dude in an e-mail around that age. What a jerk. So, I wrote a break up letter to myself:

Dear Caitlin,

I'm terribly sorry I had to do this through a letter, this felt better than talking to you in person because I am a wuss like that.. This note will be the last memory you'll ever have of me, I'm bouncing and not lookin back. Don't let it get you all upset inside, I always liked your friend more. It is because of your history of lying problems that keep me from being even remotely interested in continuing this relationship with you.

You'd be much better off finding a person that can deal with wonderful way you Never shaved your arm pits. I might miss certain things about you such as the time you flirted with my father at our family christmas dinner.

I'm glad this is done and we're going separate directions for good. I think you'll find someone to cheat on you daily, and write a letter through text messages. And hopefully we will be incredibly far away.

Love,
Caitlin

You can too. www.dearjohn.com

summer doesn't feel like summer this summer

last summer at this time i was hanging out in barcelona, carefree on the beach with creepy old guys and their balls staring at me.

this summer i'm unemployed and prisoner to my apartment. i want new york to look more like this in the summer. maybe it does and i just don't know because i haven't left the house in so long. i doubt it though.

these guys are amazing

i want a new tattoo

i was researching neopaganism and other satanic folklore last night and found these sweet sketches.

i also have been really wanting to get this little guy on my arm. just need some money first.

p.s. congratulations obama. i love you.

and of course, r.i.p. yves