summer 2008: installment no.9

Avery

Vicente + Kayla

The Lady Doctor

After having kids, will having my legs spread open while two ladies stare at my vagina be less uncomfortable and embarrassing? I guess I'll have to wait and see.

I'm debating on whether or not to share my excruciatingly embarrassing {but funny} hour at the gynecologist office this morning. ....i'm thinking not but I'm still on the fence.

Project Runway

This dress is so fabulous {even with the Balenciaga silhouette} I want to own it! Yes, the seat belt jacket was fantastic too but this dress? Incredible. It was the best of the best HANDS DOWN! I'm actually really surprised by Leanne. I didn't think she had it in her. Bravo! ..ehehehe.



This is what "Leatha Lady" thought of Kenley's dress as it came down the runway {which was funky but 100 times better than her own creation}. Look at that glorious smile on Kenley's face. She's so proud of her dress. And then look to her {our} left ....Hilarious!

I'm happy with Keith being gone {he's a baby whiner} ...however, I did like some of his designs but they made a wise decision. It's usually "Leatha Lady" I want to see go home ...next time.

Rachel Zoe, is a complete moron. I cannot believe people trust her and pay her to tell them they look good. She is wrong. I will, however, be watching her new show ...because it's crack to me.

This is how I dance when I hear Rihanna's "Disturbia" too! {but gayer}

so awesome

OCD much?

The art gallery I call home from 9am-3pm five days a week is on the first floor of a high rise in Century City (technically Los Angeles). I sit in the front of the gallery so most people assume I'm the receptionist ...but alas, I am not. Who cares.

The great thing is that I am surrounded by glass walls and a glass door {which is not so great in an earthquake} but allows me to people watch all day long. Which mostly means watching the same 5-20 people 5-20 times a day, smoke cigarettes. And I envy them.

Beyond the 30 feet or so of planted palms and smoker section, is just another wall. A wall of another high-rise building.

I digress.

There is a man that sits in the lobby at the security desk. He is more a receptionist but maybe he's a graphic/web designer like me who just gets confused for the receptionist because he sits in the front.

I digress.

Regular receptionist/front desk man must be on vacation this week because every twenty minutes or so, a shortish, roundish man with a limp walks by and checks to see if our door is locked. And every time, I jump. Why? Because I sit behind a 24" imac and again, he is short, so I cannot see him coming ...limp and all.

Not only does he check the door latch when he walks by, on his way back from checking the door to the stairs {not 30 seconds later} he CHECKS OUR DOOR AGAIN....and I'm about to go give him a piece of my mind.

Maybe I'll just walk next door to the lobby and give him a post-it with my blog url on it.

ATTENTION SECURITY GUARD/FRONT DESK RECEPTIONIST MAN IN THE LOBBY OF BUILDING ON CENTURY PARK EAST ...CHECK YOURSELF BEFORE YOU WRECK YOURSELF BUDDY. You only get a couple more rattles before you see the wrath of 5'11" {in heels} Maegan coming at you. And let me tell you, it's not pretty! SO TAKE YOUR OCD ELSEWHERE.

Oh, Heidi Montag ...seriously?

Heidi Montag - Overdosin'
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*the chorus is ALMOST catchy ...I said almost.

By the sea

go to Artnet online auctions for more. it's almost over!

These Marilyn Monroe portraits by George Barris are outstanding.





The photo below is not part of the online auction {in fact, I do not know the photographer} but I just love this photo of Marilyn. It's so real. She used to look so different before the studios got a hold of her. sad. Speaking of beauty in America: Check this out

Completely Gratuitous

Since summer is coming to an end I'm making it a point to wear all my summer clothes before it's too late. That said, I bought this adorable dress {which reminds me of Alice in Wonderland} at Forever21 {I only do forever21.com because that store is just too ridiculous} and say what you will about Jessica Simpson, but the girl can make a really great inexpensive shoe! {fairly comfy but a bit sweaty} Also, {and this is totally embarrassing} my feet are too wide to fit in MOST designer {especially Italian} shoes. And while it's better for my finances, I would definitely prefer to buy one {or two} expensive pairs a season than the knock-off version. But alas, I have Cinderella's step-sisters' feet!



I tried to capture the look with ibooth on my mac at work and with limited time and space, this is all I got. {Can't seem to get a good one of the shoes} But you get the picture.







I'm thinking if I add a turtleneck and some tights, I can pull this look off until December. I may even add some boots and a jacket.

I also decided to throw the old {LS} horseshoe necklace back in the mix. It's been about 5 years since I've worn it but have to admit, I still love it. The littler version is at the jeweler {that I will never return to} being repaired. more on that later




*and these are just for fun









...and kinda creepy too. I love the last one!

Britney Spears Live! {mic feed only}

See more funny videos at Funny or Die

W.O.W. I just found this awesome Britney Spears footage from Funny or Die on ADIEL's blog and I cannot thank her enough! I needed a great laugh and WOWSERS, did this do it.

What's funnier is I went to this concert. My ex's sister got tickets @ the Staples Center and it actually was not that bad.

HOWEVER, I assumed she was lip syncing the entire show because she is a horrible singer. To now hear the truth is exhilaratingly humiliating in such a horribly great way. Poor Brit Brit. Who can't even sing their OWN songs? That they practice one million times?

It's that time again

For one week out of each month, I lose my mind.

It happens every single month, yet I am never prepared for it. N.E.V.E.R.

During these 5-7 days, all rational thought goes out the door and is replaced with fear, anxiety, self-doubt and pity, {not to mention water retention, 5lbs, pain, & blood} and there is not a thing I can do about it but ride the storm.

What's most confusing during this time is everything I seem to have a grasp on, turns to mush. For three weeks I am content with my reality and happy to pursue realistic goals I've set for myself and our future. Week four creeps upon me and I hate everything about everything. Patience seems to escape my being all together and everything that was once okay is now either taking too long or seems pointless to even continue. And again, what confuses me is: Which thinking is correct? The three weeks I am content? or the one week where everything seems wrong?

{it's rare but} Sometimes I hate being a woman.

I heart Mark Ryden

Since I used up all my words in last weeks posts, today I will just say that I adore Mark Ryden's work. a.d.o.r.e. them. I love how at first glance, they look cute and light-hearted and sweet with pastels and bunnies and babies. But on further inspection, you see the darkness. Oh, I love the irony ...if that's even what it is. Here are a few of my favs















go here for more

Suri Cruise

Could you just die? She may be an alien but she is the cutest alien I've ever seen.

summer 2008: installment no.7

just like candy

Yesterday afternoon, Alison and I got mani/pedis at the newly renovated Hands to Hold on the corner of Moorpark and Van Nuys Blvd. ...and I have been obsessed with my nails ever since. They look like candy!

It's been over 6 months since I've polished my nails - 1. Because after reading about the toxins that enter your body via the polish I was freaked out but too lazy to find eco friendly/healthy polish and 2. because I'm lazy in general with maintenance. Speaking of which, my roots are BAD right now and I have yet to make an appointment at the salon because ...well, again, I'm lazy with maintenance and I will have to make a decision on what I want to do with my long, unruly hair and I'd rather wait till summer's over to do it all but my hair will be in full white trash mode by then. {Phew! can you say run-on-sentence?} My husband would prefer me to be on top of it with all of that ...especially the nails. He LOVES when my nails are painted. {Close your eyes if you don't want to hear this} but, it's because he likes the way they look wrapped around his manhood. {Sorry!} But it's true.

ANYWAY.... I am in love with my nails. I can't stop looking at them like a little girl whose had them painted for the first time! And here is proof of my obsession

Disclaimer: My feet are horribly ugly {enlarge these at your own risk!} ...not only are these photos proof that I need to have my left {swollen} ankle checked out, I've had bunion surgery {the left} HOT! And, the tattoo on my right toe is regrettable. I've had a lady at the nail salon once think it was gangrene. HOTTER!







Check that song on the ipod ...and if you're too young to know who Wham! is, then youtube it now!

Daryl Banks Photography

I just found this photo {1st below} by photographer, Daryl Banks on The Adrenaline Fix and clicked his site and found so many more amazing photos. They are so amazing. {did I just say that twice?} I'm not sure why I love them so much but I want to post every single one of them!







do yourself a favor and check them all out here

Confessions of a DRAMA QUEEN!

Okay, It is confirmed. I am a drama queen.

I went to the "Lady Doctor" yesterday afternoon to get some blood taken and almost fainted. Yes, you read correctly. If I had not LAID DOWN ON THE FLOOR, I would have completely passed out and most likely knocked myself unconscious.

Here's the story: The nurse stuck the needle in my vein and while she was draining the blood into one vile, I could feel a pinching in my upper arm {right where it's attached to my torso} ...so, not thinking anything of it, I told her - in a very nonchalant way. She immediately removed the needle and said she was worried she hit a nerve. About five minutes pass and she goes to stick the needle in again. Once the needle is in, she says "Your blood has just stopped" - meaning, it wasn't pumping into the next vile. About two seconds later, my adrenaline kicked in and I felt like I was about to break a sweat. I said "I'm getting a bit light-headed ...and, um, I may faint" and she pulled the needle out and tried to get me to lay down in the other room. I told her if I stood up, I would fall over so I bent over in my chair and put my head between my legs and started deep breathing. I could feel my temperature rising FAST so they put a cold towel on the back of my neck but it wasn't working. I now had four nurses with worried looks surrounding me. At this point, my hearing was getting cloudy and I could feel my body going limp. I said I have to lay down RIGHT HERE. {so ridiculously hilarious!} I lay on my side and the nurse told me to roll to my back. I was ON FIRE and could barely hear. Seriously, I was seconds away from blacking out. But luckily, I did not. They gave me another cold towel for my forehead and now I'm lying on my back and have my shirt pulled up to my chest while four nurses stood above me, telling stories of when they fainted and of other patients who have fainted in the office. After about five minutes, my hearing came back and my temp went back down and I felt okay, phew! LUCKILY, there were no other patients there at that time but because of my drama, the poor nurses left later than they were supposed to.

Fainting history: I have had my blood taken at the doctor's office many a time and have never EVER fainted or even gotten close to it. HOWEVER, when I was a senior in high school {age 17} there was a blood drive in the gym and I decided to donate {a full bag, not just a vile}. I gave blood no problem, had my cookie & orange juice after but remember feeling really low energy the rest of the afternoon. When school let out, I went with my friend Katie to the bank. She stayed in the car while I ran in. I was talking to the teller and out of nowhere she says to me "You look a little pale, are you okay?" I replied "I donated blood today at school and . . . . OUT . . . . I heard a faint MAEGAN? MAEGAN? and woke up on the floor to what seemed like 100 people standing above me. I mostly remember a lady wearing a bright lime green skirt suit handing me orange juice. The MAEGAN I heard was my other friend Jill who I hadn't noticed standing at a teller nearby.

Other {embarrassing} Confessions {& speaking of a Drama Queen}: I happened upon this Lindsay Lohan song "Bossy" and it's really good.

hear here:


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Seems like I've been extra chatty this week ...lol.
Happy Friday!