I've been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off . . .

What's up my friends & frenemies? Did you miss me blind? I was going to post that video, but it is totally snorable. Boy George neither dances nor lip syncs in it, so whatever.

I am back from my fabulous journey and have lots to share. I remembered most of it. Keep checking back. I heart London.

I also have a new obession. My new kicks that I purchased at a totally ruling store called Office. A whole adventure was undertaken in order to finally get them, thank you bro for putting up with my OCD:

My transformation into M.I.A. is almost complete.Well, except that I'm not a rapper, not from Sri Lanka, and not that militant.

CHI to LDN the Countdown Continues

As if I wasn't pumped enough already, here's one of my all time favs from the U.K.! I envision that in 2 days my brother and I will be acting much like the two kids in the oversized late 80s drobe. We do dance in a similar manner and I believe that I've had a lot of practice as a backup screamer/rapper.

CHI to LDN the Countdown Begins

This is going to be me very shortly. Just replace Manchester with London and add a dark haired ambiguously Asian bike rider/stalker behind Moz. Can someone say stoked?

Do you understand my sadness?

You might if you were born and raised in Chicago and had to witness the complete and utter disappointment that was the Superbowl.

I didn't cry, but almost did while thinking about my Dad. He was completely ecstatic when the Bears won the NFC Division Championship. When I talked to him on the phone that day he said, "Thank you Classy for moving back to Chicago and bringing the Bears a victory today." I can only imagine how devastated he was after the loss yesterday.

I almost gave myself diabetes after gorging on Bears cupcakes and cookies from Dinkel's bakery at the conclusion of the game. I gave myself an orange frosting Tony Dungy-style dirty sanchez. It was a perfect ending to my day.

So, the Bears colored nails will be eradicated with acetone later today, my Keep the Ball in the Fridge 1985 classic tee will go into the wash for the first time in weeks, and my orange rain boots will go into storage.

Here's to waiting for another over half of my life . . .

Is It Really So Strange?

1. That I’ve eaten two packs of saltines in two days?

2. That I am so sports superstitious that I almost used my Chicago Bears rally towel to
preserve my funk from the winning game I witnessed?

3. That I’m addicted to Trident White gum?

4. That sometimes when I drive or play softball I pretend I am chewing gum?

5. That I usually don’t leave the house without eyeliner on?



6. That I like reading my free subscription to Seventeen magazine for its fashion tips?

7. That I think my Ipod can sense my mood whilst in shuffle?





8. That I get a hand car wash at least once a week?

9. That I want to use the word indubitably more often?


10. That I’m infatuated with these things?





11. That I’m leaving for London in less than two weeks and have nothing really on my
itinerary?

12. That I made this list?