hey blog.

Sorry it’s been a while. I’ve been busy! Summer takes it’s toll.

Well, Life update:

  • Dyed my hair red. Well parts of it. Bangs.
  • Found my long lost friend from middle school, holy shit INTERNETZ STRYKES AGAIN?!?!?!
  • Dyed Kayla’s hair blue. We look like berry twins.
  • Saw S. Darko. LOL MOVIE FAIL.
  • Saw Transformers 2 (dressed as a goth, go midnight movies). Fighting robots. Need I say more?
  • Discovered Blood Brothers. It was the equivalent to being raped by candy.

Well I’m off to the swap meet tomorrow, need sungasses and a mini backpack. Then Warped sunday. Dreamweekend…<3

Hugs and Kisses,
Lauren

The Lost Boys > Twlight

It was a very lazy (and sore) day in laurenland. And you know what that means…

Lots of this:

Yeah, menz TV. I can’t help it, they play unholy amounts of CSI. (For the record, it has crossed my mind that I am secretly a man (WHUUT?). But rest assured, my junk is on the inside.)

But if you were watching Spike TV today around say, 8ish, you saw that they were playing possibly the best cinematic representation of Vampires to ever reach audiences. I am speaking of none other than the cult classic, The Lost Boys.

Since I was pretty much a failed child of the 90’s, and mostly got the whole “hand me down” treatment on the pop cultre and got all of the Pretty In Pink, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, and Never Ending Story…

Atreyu, You + Me = 4ever, baby.

Among my poor misguided silver screen (well VHS actually) crushes was the hero of The Lost Boys, Michael. He was such a dreamboat in this movie. And that lucky bitch Star got him all to herself. Such a shame. But I digress. We all know why we are gathered here today, and that is for some serious Twilight bashin, am I right? On to business!

Lets just start out with the very obvious fact that The Lost Boys > Twilight. Also, Jason Patric circa 1987 > Rob. Pat. clearly.

I mean, Ed and Mike have a lot in common as far as characters go, I mean, they both dont want to be vampires, they both have adorable brothers, (exibit a and exibit b) and they both like Ray Bans, but really. It seems a little unfair to compare that cochino Robert Pattison to the awesome that is The Lost Boys. You just can’t beat classic 80’s hairdo’s like Keifer Sutherland’s beautiful-ass mullet. Also the fact that this movie sort of set the standard for Vamps rocking the stunnas:



(yeah. fuck you, Rob.)

Get real Rob, Its fucking foggy in Forks. Take off those shades you just look rediculous. In places like Santa Carla, the people actually need to sheild their eyes during the day. Honestly, its almost as bad as wearing your sunglasses at night.

And lets also not forget that the fear factor in The Lost Boys was a lot greater than that of Twilight. The whole vampire thing was pulled off a lot better. Because really, if I was being stalked in the night by this:

I would be a lot more freaked out than if I was being stalked in the night by this:

But don’t get me wrong, Ken dolls are pretty freaky. I guess.

Until later,
Hugs And Kisses (to all my 80’s cinema crushes), Lauren

batlightningheart:

heyyoshimi:

antichocolatofobica:

HOW DO I GET MY HAIR THIS COLOR?

by being a straight up fucking hipster.

batlightningheart:

heyyoshimi:

antichocolatofobica:

HOW DO I GET MY HAIR THIS COLOR?

by being a straight up fucking hipster.

Deadline - Post It note stop motion.

Dear Junior Year,

Dear Junior Year,

sianara, motherfucker.

Apathy,
Me

Yep.

Yep.

Dear Green Day,

Dear Grean Day,

Let me start off this letter with the statement that I love the album Dookie. I remember when my cousin CJ gave (well I borrowed and kept) it to me on that fateful day. It was awesome then and is still awesome now. That album encompasses everything you should be.
Now on to the subject of your two most recent albums. Lets just start off with American Idiot. I only like the track St. Jimmy on that entire album. The rest is just so Protest-anthem-pop-rock-iTunes top track. I can’t handle it. You were so good, and you went so bad. Unlike your pop-punk bretheren from the same era (Like Blink182), you did not grow and expand and get better. You just popularized.
Twenty First Century Breakdown was not a dissapointment because a) I did not spend money or time on this album and b) I didn’t really expect anything fantastic after the twelve dollar drink coaster that was American Idiot. My friend Andrew played most of what was “Act I” and I was a little heartbroken. Billy Joe: For the record, you dont sound good singing a melody. I love your punk anthems but hate your new U2 esque protest image.

Apathy,
me

Cats < Dogs

The more that I live with these shitty cats, the more I want a dog.

Just like that.