Vegas Before Midnight

Just a girl,
living with a boy,
in a city of sin,
making it work.
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thedailywhat:

Chatroulette Call Me Maybe of the Day: The Song of Summer goes chatroulette, and Friday just got 100 percent better. Worse. Better.

[thanks, alison!]

Hilarious. thank god for tumblr. 

Best Comment on this article: “I am laughing at this SO HARD. He is such a douche. He’s SUCH a douche. He’s probably terrible in bed. I don’t even care. I would still hit it like the wrath of God. I’d just make sure he wasn’t in a position to speak until well after we were done.”

thedailywhat:

So This Exists of the Day: One of America’s favorite drink orders, the vodka soda, has been reimagined for the mass market:

Air (short for Alchohol Inspired Refresher) has “gone through a ‘patented process’ which leaves it ‘virtually odorless, colorless, and tasteless,’ like vodka, but being malt-based rather than distilled. The result is a carbonated, mildly alcoholic (only 4% ABV) water-soda-malt-vodka hybrid that is touted to be the ‘first’ of its kind.”

In berry, citrus, and club flavors, the drink retails for four for $6.99 or individually for $1.74. Distribution currently is limited to the West Coast, but Air’s maker has plans for expansion.
[foodbeast]

I’ve tried it, pretty much tastes like smirnoff ice, just more soda-y… not bad though.

thedailywhat:

So This Exists of the Day: One of America’s favorite drink orders, the vodka soda, has been reimagined for the mass market:

Air (short for Alchohol Inspired Refresher) has “gone through a ‘patented process’ which leaves it ‘virtually odorless, colorless, and tasteless,’ like vodka, but being malt-based rather than distilled. The result is a carbonated, mildly alcoholic (only 4% ABV) water-soda-malt-vodka hybrid that is touted to be the ‘first’ of its kind.”

In berry, citrus, and club flavors, the drink retails for four for $6.99 or individually for $1.74. Distribution currently is limited to the West Coast, but Air’s maker has plans for expansion.

[foodbeast]

I’ve tried it, pretty much tastes like smirnoff ice, just more soda-y… not bad though.

Having a bad day at work?  Listen to Ciara and realize that you’re way too badass to deal with this basic bullshit. 

Having a bad day at work?  Listen to Ciara and realize that you’re way too badass to deal with this basic bullshit. 

If I didn’t work, I’d have the best body
I’m not a stay at home mom, but if i didn’t work I’d have the best abs ever. 

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throwingmilkshaakesatcars:

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I’m standing outside the store smoking and some girl walks by, looks me up and down and says, “Boy how do you look so cool when you’re so hot?”

And before I could even think the words just fell out of my mouth.

“I’ll fucking kill you.”

Her jaw fell…

[snip]

You’re very right. But guess what: I would never do anything like that. Because I’m not a fucking psycho.

My entire original post was a lie appropriated from another girls’ post.

Isn’t it funny how when a woman is complimented by a man - as you say - the man is suddenly a sexual predator who deserves to be bashed for daring to catcall her. Yet I led you to believe that the exact same thing happened to me, with the roles reversed, and suddenly I’m a monster who deserves to be institutionalised.

The post was based on this one: http://throwingmilkshaakesatcars.tumblr.com/post/26646205036/so-this-just-happened - See any similarities?

I’m standing outside the store smoking and some dudebro walks by, looks me up and down and says, “Baby girl how do you look so cool when you’re so hot?”

And before I could even think the words just fell out of my mouth.

“I’ll fucking kill you.”

His jaw fell open, he muttered a tiny “sorry” then scurried off.

This woman is being hailed for her actions by many - yet you think it’s mighty fine to label me a monster and a deviant of society for (not really) doing the exact same thing.

Thanks for helping me prove the existence of a double standard, and verifying the persistent stereotype of men as sexualising monsters, and women as “innocent, juvenile, sexy creatures, who can get away with anything with a smile” - quote my friend Sarah who said this just now.

Much appreciated.

And that’s a wrap.

You know, I saw this and I was going to ignore it and let it go because I am so sick to death of the likes and reblogs from that stupid fucking post but no, I’ve changed my mind.

This a male who posted this, so let’s just clear that up right away.

Listen child, I am not sorry that you are so absolutely butt-hurt over my knee-jerk reaction to someone harassing me in the street and let me tell you why. I have been

  • followed down the street by people on foot
  • followed down the street by people in cars
  • almost pulled into a car
  • followed home
  • had garbage thrown at me
  • been spit on
  • been grabbed by strangers, several times violently
  • been told I’ll be raped or deserve to be raped more times than I can count
  • been dragged up an escalator opposite my “down” escalator
  • had genitals exposed to me on several occasions

All because I did not respond positively to men “complimenting” me. And those are just the items off the top of my head at 8:15am so pardon the absolute fuck out of me if I don’t buy into this “he was just complimenting you” bullshit. When you are a woman and you can’t leave your house without fear of being harassed by strangers yes, every man is a potential predator. Let me be clear that that is not because I am a monster. Oh no, it’s not women who have purposely done this to men do demonize them. This is a result of the men who treat us in the ways I listed above. 

Do you have any concept of how warped it is that you think women should passively accept whatever men choose to throw at them? Should we be more polite? Should we smile more? Fuck. Off.

I am not some newly out of high school child, I am a grown motherfucking woman who has had quite enough of smiling and being polite. I have been smiling and being polite since you were in diapers, kid, and you know what I’ve learned? It’s likely to get me killed.

No, actually killed, not knee-jerk empty words pretend killed. Duct taped, strangled, beaten, and dead. Because you see, smiling and being polite doesn’t work. It doesn’t deter anyone or anything and I know this for a fact because it is a part of my life, of every woman’s life. Women are told that if they don’t want to be raped they shouldn’t go out at night, drink too much, or wear short skirts, that if we don’t want men catcalling us we should dress modestly (which, if you ask any woman, you will know is a joke because how we’re dressed makes no difference to how men treat us) or travel in groups. 

You have 100% bought into the fucked up concept that women are responsible for keeping themselves from being raped, assaulted, and harassed and not the responsibility of men to stop raping, assaulting, and harassing us.

Society tells us that it is our responsibility to maintain our safety and to be “street smart” and yet, when a woman does exactly that and several thousand women agree, you, a man, want to label her a monster because the way in which she was responsible for her own safety does not jive with what you believe to be appropriate. 

Well gooooo fuck yourself and your cry baby “double standard”.

And that’s a wrap, BITCH.

Not the first (or last, unfortunately) time I have talked about street harassment, but THIS. Everything directly above.

Even though it’s ballsack degrees outside, I almost always put something baggy, often with SLEEVES, over my workout tank during my commute in a feeble attempt to go unnoticed. It’s miserable and doesn’t even help much. Today I decided, fuck it’s hot! I will not put on a muumuu just for my walk. Not going to bother with specifics, but there was entirely too much hissing and I ended up yelling at a group of posturing schoolboys whose voices hadn’t even dropped yet. All because I dared to show a bare arm. 

It’s sickening, and in summation, anyone who does it or defends it can fuck all the way off. 

SO FUCKING TRUE. 

(via ramshackleglam)

I don’t think I say this enough, but I am so INCREDIBLY BLESSED to have JB in my life. He is everything I have ever wanted and everything I could ever ask for. No, he’s not perfect, and sometimes he drives me crazy and gets on my nerves, but he loves me and I love him. 

Last night I kind of had a meltdown and just exploded with everything that was on my mind and putting me under soooo much stress. Feeling unprepared and uninformed at work, not knowing when/where we’re moving, him leaving for a conference, my finances never seeming to make it into the black, my inability to travel without sinking myself into more debt, etc.

I was a mess.

He pulled me into his lap and talked me down and made sure that I knew that everything will be alright and that he will always be there for me.

I could not ask for more from him. 

Sometimes I forget just how lucky I am. 

(via expensivelife)

I have friends who bitch all the time about how they “can’t ever find a guy”. 

GO OUTSIDE AND MEET SOMEONE.

You won’t find someone sitting on the couch, watching tv, double fisting ho-hos. 

(via lawsofmodernwoman)

lebellecoeur:

Summer afternoon - Summer afternoon… the two most beautiful words in the English language.Henry James

So happy to be getting out of work early tomorrow.

(via anicelittle)

Somehow, even in all this heat… it’s summer, but it doesn’t feel like it. 

(via longhairndniceclothes)

Other Girls:

Me:

(via whatshouldwecallme)

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. true.

Chandler will always be my fave.  lol

(via hugthelion)

If you love Ryan Gosling, watch this. It gets crazy-adorable about 37 seconds in.