Howdy howdy howdy.
I am the worlds most tired stompface. It is a world record I am sure you have all strived to achieve. Hooray for me.
I have been bounding south the last few days.
My life is also now complete as I got to see the beauty that is Lykke Li. Who was wearing a wildly amazing outfit. A big black cut out fringed top, layers and layers of big silver chains, hot black leggings. She thrashed out on the cymbal and danced wildly and sung through a kazoo and a megaphone. We all rejoiced for 8 hours. Marriage?
I almost managed to beach it every day this year (haha), but failed yesterday, but I still swam at a pool, does that count? Perhaps this will be the next world record.
Life has been hectic and fun and sad all at the same time for stompface lately. Lets hope 2009 is filled with magical street urchins that sing Aladdin tunes all day long and thousands upon thousands of slices of fairy bread made entirely out of diamonds (they don't make your gums bleed hardly at all.)
xoxo gossip girl... I mean stompface. I get so confused sometimes.
p.s. I am about 50 thousand years behind in everyones blogs, but fear not and don't start throwing rocks just yet, as I am on the days of holi so there will be much stompface love to come.
picture is of some crazy lady who probably likes stomping on faces, wearing MINKPINK top as skirt and cut up mens tee tank.
