Why is it that days drag on and gone but months can fly past you at the speed of light? Yes, it has been a long time since I posted anything and if there is anyone still out there checking this lonely little spot here, thanks for stopping by.
Although this is a blog about nail polish, this post will not contains any photos, chit chat musings or anything at all about nail polish. As much as I love polish, I just have to talk about the fun stuff that happened for me this year and believe me…it wasn’t a lot but what was there was THE BEST!!!
Fan Expo 2013
My twin sister and I had our yearly summer tradition of taking our cousin Aidan to the Toronto Fan Expo on his summer break. He lives in Vancouver so when he’s in T.O. we go all out on spoiling him when he’s here. Aidan maybe 10 years old but he’s already a big Star Trek fan so we couldn’t pass up the opportunity to get him in the same room as the new Dr. McCoy: Karl Urban...
|From left to right: My twin sister, my cousin, a super hot guy and me...|
Ok, I’m the one on the right of this picture. Look at my face. I look like I’m in shock because I was not prepared for the massive amount of super hotness that is Karl Urban. I can say with the utmost certainty that Urban is the most un-photogenic person alive because his picture does him absolutely no justice in any way shape or form. He asked me how I was and all I could say was “uuuuuuuuhhhhh…..”
I really should have taken a picture of my cousin Aidan’s face when we told him he was going to meet Mr. Spock. He just stood there with his mouth open. I love how Star Trek runs through my family’s circulatory systems like blood. Zachary Quinto seemed really sweet too…
|And now I've met both Mr. Spocks!|
Because: Tom Hiddleston All the Goddamn Time
This was the year I scratched two things off my bucket list: I bought a purse that was completely made out of leather and I SAW TOM HIDDLESTON. IN THE FLESH. RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE. My obsession with this man is such that I took time off work to go down to The Toronto International Film Festival for the premier of The Only Lovers Left Alive, just for the opportunity to stand within a few feet of the one I feel is so handsome, talented, classy, suave, intercontinental, well bred, intelligent, mannered and dashing. Tom Hiddleston is the walking & talking personification of a Roxy Music song:
Avalon...awwww yisss....Bryan Ferry is going to sing this song for the first dance at my wedding...I realize that right now you are thinking “Wow! What a creeper!!!” and that’s what I thought about myself too but my sister and I met two lovely American ladies who drove all night and all the way from Detroit, Michigan just for the chance to see Tom Hiddleston. They skipped school and one lied to her husband to breathe the same air as as him. I just hopped on the subway and went downtown to gawk & stalk. The Detroit Ladies came from another country so when it comes to stalking, I am a rank amateur who must bow down to their dedication. That being said, the evening went like this:
|OH MY GOD! There he is!!! No, really!!! Look right in the middle! That's him, SO CLOSE...|
|SO CLOSE...LADY GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!|
|OUT OF THE WAY ANTON YELCHIN!!! NO WAIT, THAT'S CHEKOV! MY STAR TREK VOYAGE CONTINUES!!!|
|CLOSER!!! SO CLOSE NOW!!!|
|OH LORD OH LORD!!! HOLY F###################CKKKK!!!!!!!!|