Monday, September 27, 2010

Ad Space...


We can't lie. We read magazines for the ads, just as much as for the articles. And we could never forget the pretty pictures.

We're très susceptible to les annonces. Hence the Lincoln Park After Dark on our nails and the nouvelle DKNY leather jacket in our closet.

But we especially heart the ads with copy that speak directly to our soul.

Top three for October Vogue?

3. Let's try harder than t-shirts. (piperlime.com)
2. She had a cocktail in hand and confetti in her hair. (kate spade - twirl)
1. You could live without it. If you call that living. (chevrolet camaro - surprising, yes!)

You win!

x's & o's,
Leslie

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Monday, September 20, 2010

Fave Test from French Immersion Days...

Stolen Words...


I wanna lay in your bed.
Stare in your eyes.
Feel your heart beating with mine.
One last time, one last time.

There won't be any tears.
That's not why I'm here.
Baby, turn out the lights and let's disappear.
One last time, one last time.

'Cause I'm not here to fight.
About who's wrong or right.
I just want your kiss.
I wanna feel just like this.
One last time, one last time.

Your breath on my neck.
I don't wanna forget the smell of your skin.
Touch me again.
One last time.

And when you fall asleep.
I'll kiss your cheek.
Whisper goodbye and I'll just leave.
One last time.

One Last Time - Kellie Pickler

Thank You...


Fave.

After the dust settles on an event, or a campaign, or really anything.

My favourite part? The thank you's.

And not just receiving.

So easy to give.

Yet, always means so much.

Two small words... Thank You.

Make them authentic. Geniune. Thoughtful. Personal. Never half hearted.

Say what you mean.

Make 'em yours.

Put a smile on someone's face.

Just never forget.

x's & o's,

Leslie

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Tomorrow...


Tomorrow, we're taking back our life.
Tomorrow, excuses will cease to exist.
We will rise from our sick bed, with more energy than before.
We're going to treat our ex's like ex boyfriends.
And bestie's like best friends.
We're going to reacquaint ourselves with the gym.
Tomorrow, we will tackle our long overdue to do lists.
We're going to treat our body like a temple.
Okay, maybe not a temple.
But definitely not the toxic waste site of current life status.
Tomorrow we're gonna blog.
We're going to have patience. Smile. Enjoy. Relish. Share. Be.

This time, tomorrow's gonna come.
And it's just the beginning...

x's & o's,

Leslie

Monday, September 6, 2010

Sky High Heels..


Fave!

We love em.

They put our 5'4 frame close to eye level with you giants out there.

They help us dance.

They put our bum on a pedestal.

They make us feel pretty.

Heart!

The only thing that worries us, is the gnarled old lady toes we seem to see everywhere.

Cause and effect?

We hope not.

Because we can't give em up.

Colour us addicted.

x's & o's,

Leslie

Well Played, Sir...


We had a breakthrough though this long weekend.

What exactly does it mean to win?

We always play to win.

And we always thought the best kind of win was the one you could throw in their face. Not always. But if you wanted to. And they'd know it.

But we've realized that maybe the best wins are the ones where they don't even know that you've won.

Game over.

x's & o's,

Leslie

Currently Listening: Lots of Kellie Pickler!

Oh you can watch me walk if you want to, want to. I bet you want me back now don't you, don't you. I'm about to show you just how missin' me feels. In my red high heels.

Her lips are too red. Her skirt is too tight. Her legs are too long. And her heels are too high. Boy, she looks like the marrying kind. Things that never cross a man's mind.

Did you change your mind. Well I didn't change mine. Now here I am trying to make sense of it all. We were best friends now we don't even talk. You broke my heart. Ripped my world apart.

Still he left you for a girl that could be your twin. If you were twenty-eight again. Let him go. Let him fly. Keep your head up get on with your life. Don't you know you're beautiful.

Long white dress, this must be some kinda joke. Virgin, please she ain't fooling these folks. If the three of us were on Jerry Springer I'd be pulling her hair. And I'd kick that lying sack of should've known better in the you know where. Well it might not be too Christian of me. And it might not be too nice. But I wish we were all just standing around. Throwing rocks instead of rice.

Cause I'll be there in the back of your mind. From the day we met till you were making me cry. And it's just too bad you've already had the best day. The best days of your life.


Thursday, September 2, 2010

Ex-Blocker...


We did it. Finally. We erased the dreaded (dreadful?) ex.
We'd previously ex-blocked.
And then un-blocked.
To partake in a disaster in disguise as a "friendship."
But we've smartened up.
And we've blocked (again).
We hope you can learn from our mistakes!

x's & o's,

Leslie

Quote of the Day...

Boss: "Just throw in a picture of any cool guy."
Leslie: "I can't FIND any cool guys... This is my problem in life!!"

Sharing is Caring....

I f***ing love this song. You?

Kid Cudi - Erase Me f Kanye West by shinga

x's & o's,

Leslie