Paul Rudd on The Daily Show

12 11 2008

If you didn’t love Paul Rudd before, you sure as hell will after this video clip:

Paul Rudd and Jon Stewart

Click on the picture to watch the video.

Oh, and p.s.- I totally want to bang both of these men. Though not necessarily at  the same time. But honestly, you wouldn’t have to ask me twice.

via Music Snobbery



Did you forget about us?

12 11 2008

Hello darlings! Hopefully you didn’t forget about your two favorite girls with great taste…. I know, I know. We’ve been on hiatus, but I am back… for a little while at least, Suz still has some grad school applications to take care of. I have been caught up in a whirlwind of parties, vacation, fabulous friends and love affairs that resulted in 1) a slightly more damaged liver (yeah, and who thought that could happen?), 2) more confidence in flirtation, 3) a friendship tattoo, and last, but not least 4) a Thanksgiving trip to St. Croix.

That’s right, I’m going to the Caribbean for Thanksgiving.

I’m still pinching myself in disbelief, and also astonished that my pasty ass is going to have to get in a bikini in two weeks.

So how did this whole trip come to be?

Well… While my fabulous friend Russel was in town from Dallas (who’s NYC cherry I officially popped)… Hmm, bad way to start this… So backstory: One of my best friends, Russel, whom is one of the most individual characters on this planet and I hold very dearly to my heart, came to visit me and NYC about two weeks ago and stayed for a week. He had never been here before and we crammed as many touristy, and locals-only, things as possible into his trip. One day before Russel had to leave we had a day full of shopping and sightseeing and we had planned a wine & cheese night for later that evening at my house with the guests being Suz, Dan and a friend of Russel’s, Trish.

We stop in at one of my two neighborhood bars, Kings County. Probably the best decision I made all day considering what happened as a result of it. I gave a gentleman, who happens to live in St. Croix (but is originally from Iowa) but was just visiting, my phone number and the rest is history. We spent the few days he had left in New York together and he invited me to the Virgin Islands for Thanksgiving. So I bought a ticket, and now I’m going.

Jealous much?

Hope you’re all having a great Wednesday, and keep checking back in for more updates spawned from my boredom at work.

❤ Kiki

You’re kidding me.

23 10 2008

Right after I posted about Pharrell’s sex chair and how much I’m thinking about sex right now, I stumbled upon this:

Click on the picture for more about David Altmejd and some amazing, and amazingly sexual, sculptures.

Thanks to The Selby


Oh, yes they did.

23 10 2008

When you’ve got sex on the brain, it’s pretty hard to concentrate. And honestly, it doesn’t happen to me that often, so when it does happen I’m pretty much totally consumed by it. Especially after looking at pictures of Monica Bellucci covered in honey and caviar and now this chair by Pharrell:

For more info go here or here.


that’s one hot mess! now be polite and get this woman a towel please

23 10 2008

monica bellucci

who knew star trek could get my attention?

16 10 2008

no earthlings, star trek has not died yet. can any of you cable viewers let us know if the afternoon reruns are still circulating? this time around they got my attention…as my mother would say, the actors are so hunky. i’ll take the curly haired geek in the front and leave the pretty boy in black to my roomy.

my roomy and i have drastically different taste when it comes to men and most everything else for that matter. however i do recall a concert we went to early on in our merge. we both swooned over a pony tailed beauty. as soon as my roomy noticed our common interest, she leaned over and whispered, “lets take him home, you can have him first then send him over my way.” i looked at her with a brow raised in intrigue. keep in mind this is coming from a blonde, conservative, girl next door, legal assistant from texas. as you can probably imagine we instantly became the best of friends.


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marker sniffing gorilla

16 10 2008

back in my working days with kiki we had a big hotel blog project. we met with the clients on a weekly basis and the son of the hotels owner would always show up. he would irritatingly try to lead the meeting before someone would quickly put him in his place.

daddy’s boy looks like a gorilla with a hernia*. the hernia would continually talk at me in meetings, only me. at one point i had to excuse myself before i pissed my pants laughing at his attempt to give me the eye in front of my colleagues. the hernia sized me up as i left, as noted by kiki, and even had the cojones to intercept me in the hallway for small talk but of course, i sashayed past.

at the end of the meeting as i curtsied the gentlemen, the hernia grabbed a marker and with the undertone of a pedophile asked if i liked sniffing them. he uncapped his favorite color, green, took a huge whiff and tried to pass the goods over my way. as my brow raised in distaste, his hand lowered in shame. when they left, kiki and i ruptured into laughter. this story resurfaced because the hernia has hunted me down on facebook. what to do?


*To elaborate on the gorilla with a hernia: When Suz and I first encountered this rare species we actually thought he was semi-decent looking. He hid his man-boobs and gorilla paunch quite well in an understated polo shirt (of course by Ralph Lauren, what kind of Daddy’s boy would he be?). However, the next time we were graced with his presence we realized the err in our judgement since he did not hide his exquisite features all too well in a t-shirt. To add to this grotesque picture we’ve painted for you, just imagine the light in his eyes whilst consuming two-bite brownie (from Whole Foods) after two-bite brownie… after two-bite brownie (in one bite). The dude deserves to be on Animal Planet. Yummy. ~Kiki