Friday, July 31, 2009

it is what it is.

When's the last time you ran?

I ran on the beach. It's been like 2 weeks.

Do your jeans have rips, tears, and holes in them?

All of them

What are you dreading right now?


Do you celebrate 420?

If the spirit moves me

Do you get the full 8 hours of sleep a night?


If anyone came to your house on your "lazy days" what would ya'll do?

we'd watch some movies and eat some snacks

Who last grabbed your ass?

I couldn't tell you. It's been a long time since anyone's been so bold.

Have you ever been on your school's track team?


Do you own a pair of Converse?

Not anymore.

Do you eat raw cookie dough?

No. My inner fat-kid isn't ever that hungry.

Have you ever kicked a vending machine?

No. I just had my guy friends shake them when they didn't cooperate

Don't you hate it when the radio ruins good songs by playing them over and over?

I haven't listened to the radio since high school, so I don't care

Do you watch Trading Spaces?


How do you eat Oreos?

I try to eat as many of them as possible in the shortest time There's not another way to do it.

Have you ever stayed online for a very long time waiting for someone?

I hate talking to people on the internet, so no. I try to avoid it unless it's someone very special.

Are you cocky?

No. Why in God's name would I be cocky?

Could you live without a computer?

Yes. It would probably be better

Do you wear your shoes in the house?

It depends on where I am.

Who or what sleeps with you?

no one and nothing at present

At what age did you find out that Santa wasn't real?

I don't think I ever thought he was

How many phones, house phones and cell phones are in your house?

I don't know and I won't count

What do you do when you're sad?

listen to depressing indie music and feel sorry for myself

Who would you call first if you won the lottery?

my mom

Last time you saw your best friend?

too long ago.

Are you in high school?


What jewelry are you wearing?

none, as a matter of fact

Is anyone on your bad side now?

no. I don't think I hav a bad side

What's the first thing you do when you get online?

check my e-mail

Do you watch Grey's Anatomy?


How do most people spell your name?

Jen. That's wrong, for the record. Two n's J-E-N-N

Would you wear a boy/girlfriends clothes?


Where do you work?

I only work when I need the money

What are you doing tomorrow?

rehearsing for a television pilot

Is Justin Timberlake becoming the next Michael Jackson?

No. Stop. He's IS the first Justin Timberlake and that's fine, too.

Favorite name for a girl?


Favorite name for a boy?


Will you keep your last name when you get married?

depends on the ridiculousness of the last name I marry into. I've got a pretty good thing going on with "Jenn Blake"

When was the last time you left your house?


Do you return your cart?

Yes, because I hate having my car dinged by them and do unto others.

Do you have a dishwasher?


What noise do you hear?

A 70s soul cd compilation commercial

Would you survive in prison?

No. Most likely not.

Who is the youngest in your family?


If all of your friends were going on a road trip, who would most likey overpack?

Me. I'm that friend. You never know what you might need, though.

Do you know anyone with the same name as you?


What's the last thing you purchased?

Some stuff from RVCA

Do your siblings ever pay for stuff for you?

Yes. my sibbies are the shit.

What brand are your pants right now?

Paper Denim & Cloth

Ever been to Georgia (the state)?


What irritates you most on the internet?

People who take the internet so seriously. It's a toy, come on.

What brand is your digital camera?


Do you watch movies with your parents?


What song best describes your life right now?

"Cruisin'" by Smokey Robinson "Free Love" by Cage the Elephant or "Pusher Man" by Steppenwolf

Do you own expensive perfume/cologne?


Are you taking college classes right now?


Do you like sushi?

i love sushi

Do you get your hair cut every month?

Nothing like that

Do you go online everyday?

Most every day

Will you pass this survey on to 5 people?

No. I'll blog it.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Here's what's happening next...

It's getting really hot in here. I'm going to take my pants off. You should do the same. Whatever happens after that is not my fault. -Ben Kenney

That's my new motto. Photoshoot tomorrow with Matthew Wright-Lane.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

I love my booty.

Hello, babies. Mama's got news...

I just returned from a lovely little vacay in Savannah, GA. I loved it. I got to hang out on Tybee Island and chill on the beach, I got to see friends and family I haven't seen in years and years, and I got to take a much needed break from my landlocked Nashville life. It was good.

On River St, there are all these great shops and cafes and touristy places to visit. When I was there, I saw a very fashionable, very tall girl rocking the hell out of her super skinnies and scarf. If you know her, tell her what's up for me.

I bought a dress from a supercute little shop on the River called Blue Parrot. Later, I will be photographed in this dress. (You'll see what I mean). My time spent in GA was wonderful and I loved it. Mucho. I also fell in love with ubershort dresses. (You'll see what I mean). I must say, as I am blessed with long legs, this is something I can do. Because I can, I will.

*Sluttiness has nothing to do with the length of one's skirt, for the record. At least not mine.
If Rhi-Rhi can do it, so can I.

So don't hate.

I arrived at home on Monday morning at 2am. At 6pm, I had a photoshoot scheduled with Mr. Tyler Spears of Spears Photography. He was wonderful! I also worked with an incredible MUA, Katrina Smith and another model, Naika-- a beautiful girl.

You can see more shots from that photo shoot by lurking on through to my Myspace or something. I'll be posting them as they come, and there were a TON!

Also, I 've been thinking about something. I was in Savannah, rocking my newfound micromini everythings and I discovered something I never really noticed before. An ass.
All of a sudden, I've got junk in my trunk and it took me by surprise. I'm fine with it, though.
I love my booty
(and so do you).

Friday, July 10, 2009

bambi's mother was a beautiful deer

I was talking to my brother in the kitchen and he told me I looked like a goat. At first, I was understandably offended, but he went on to explain what he meant-- I would be like Bambi's mother, but a goat. His words were, "Bambi's mother was a beautiful deer." So, in his own way, my brother called me beautiful. It warmed my heart, even if he was implying that I'd be better off as a goat.

This, of course, brought me straight to John Galliano's Fall/Winter 2009/10 Men’s Collection

Paris Fashion Week

Oh, Mr. Galliano make something for a girl-goat? Apparently, I've got "the look."

I missed The Gold Party at MAI tonight, because I am a slacker and I only just got back and sort of settled in. I guess it's more appropriate to say I am missing The Gold Party, because it's only 10:30, but I'm definitely not going out. I'm definitely not wearing anything gold. Not tonight.

Plus, I'm tired of wearing heels for a while. I'm tall enough that I can get by without them and why do it if you don't have to? Granted, there are some outrageous, shoegasm-inducing heels out there, but I've also seen my fair share of equally (and sometimes more) sexy flats.

Like these Chi Mihara's going for something like $335 on Piperlime or

Or these from Giuseppe Zanotti

Sam Edelman

or Ted Baker

or these babies from Free People

Because you never know when you're going to have to break into a run, and even though they're out of control, you can't do that in...say, these

by Giuseppe Zanotti

for example.

So, for now, I'm into goats and shoes. Whatever that's supposed to mean.

"In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of preparation for living. They took place in solitude. But with action came anxiety, and the sense of insuperable effort made to match the dream, and with it came weariness, discouragement, and the flight into solitude again. And then in solitude, in the opium den of remembrance, the possibility of pleasure again."
— Ana├»s Nin

Tequila evening. News coming later tonight. Beware!



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