It's time for another little installment of my soontobeaMrs. and eversodarling Soulmatey's Temptation Tuesday. Even IF she is super de duper busy with the fact that she's leaving for her wedding destination in less than a month and probably running around like Joan Rivers on speed that she doesn't even have time to do it herself. But that's okay. I'll keep it going for you Soulmatey. Because that's how much I LOVE you. So getting to the point, HERE'S what my little eye has spied that is currently catching and HOLDING my attention ...
You know, it IS our anniversary this weekend.
{Oh look. It's teal. Shocker.}
{Again with the teal. I'm so predictable.}
If you're curious, all the above beauties found here. And really. I'm totally kidding with the hinting for my anniversary. I mean, if you WANT to sugar, I'm not going to tell you no, but seriously these beautes are REEHHHHHEEEAAAALLLYYY 'spensive and we are already planning on going out to a really nice dinner to celebrate. We love us some fun fancy dinner date nights. Maybe someday. When we win the lottery or a huge lawsuit. But until then, a girl can jewelry lust.
Now, onto the ramblings. Anyone else watching Dancing With The Stars? This is my first year to buy into this strange show and really I fell into it because after The Bachelor ended I felt lost on Monday nights with no Prime Time TV to look forward to. SO, I thought "what the heck I'll give it a go" but I'm not sure I knew what I was in for. Because now I'm borderline, NOT FULLY, but borderline, addicted. And there are SO many things about the show that bug the SNOT outta me!
Numero uno - Please people, I BEG OF YOU, stop voting for Kate Gosselin. Seriously. STOP. She "dances" like she sat on the end of a broomstick before she performs and then proceeds to dance/Frankenstein walk with said broomstick lodged where the sun don't shine the entire routine. All the while STARING at her partner's feet, waiting for his next move. And she is WHIN-EY. I'm sorry your husband was an idiot and cheated on you and your scary hair, I know your life (by your own choice, and I can only imagine what you get paid for this "travesty") is constantly in the public eye and I know you have to take care of 8 children (with the help of what I can only assume several nannies/babysitters/etc.) but GET OVER IT. And get OFF DWTS. Please. For the benefit of the eyes of America. It's just painful.
B. - The Pussy Cat Doll dancing is just down right unfair. I've talked about this before. HELLO, her JOB is to sexy dance WHILST SINGING! Take the singing out, I can only imagine it just enhances her dancing! I'm betting she has a pole in her bedroom. I'm just sayin'. Not. fair. And they act so shocked when she recieves a 10 from the judges. Ridiculous.
And 3. - WHO wants to take bets that Jake leaves Vienna for his adorably HOT dance partner? Shoot, I WOULD. Let's see, horse face or adorable, amazingly talented, sassy little Chelsie? I'm betting if Jake had one rose to give, it would go to the latter. I can't imagine how hard it is for her to sit on the front row, watching them shimmie all over each other (and LAST night he busts out in tighty whiteys, what tha WHAT!?!?) without her wanting to get up and claw out Cheslie's hair with her acrylic nails and clock her with her ginormous engagement ring.
And last, but not least, attention costume designers, maybe it's time to rethink the budget for the female dancers because it appears as if you can't afford to buy them more than ONE piece of fabric to drape over their entire body. I swear last night, when the figure skater's partner (the redhead, I can't remember her name) high kicked she had on SEE-THROUGH panties/bottoms/sorong. And I've heard of one-shouldered costumes, but one-boobed? Come on people, this is a FAMILY show. Ridiculous I tell you, ridiculous.
That's all friends, happy Tuesday loves!!!
{Me trying to eat one of the GINORMOUS chocolate dipped strawberries off the groom's cake ...}
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