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i'm not 30.

that's really what this birthday is about. i'm not celebrating my 29th birthday. i'm celebrating the fact that i am not yet 30.

yes, it's my birthday today, which is ironically the same day that paris chose to release her cd. coincidence? i think not. and it's also the end of the world. i'm just glad i'll get to play 'stars are blind' over and over before i die.

i chose to celebrate my birthday this year by dressing up in a pink tutu, a black corset, stilettos and a tiara. those that know me know i'm not kidding. i did this because i know that when i turn 30, i have to start wearing sweater sets and pleated khakis. why not spend this last year dressing as a life-size barbie?

and speaking of the girl who has everything... i got some great gifts this year...
  • a playboy necklace from fefa & obese allyce (best. gift. ever.)
  • a hookah pipe from the watts
  • skull jewelry from the gilleys
  • a photo tray and jewelry from the wide wu's
  • t-shirts from jakey-poo and rupa
  • mac makeup from shakespeare (it pays off being friends with a mac makeup artist)
  • a mad coin necklace by rachel abrams from the ferreiras
  • and lots of other great jewelry, wine and jammys...
so tonight, on my actual birthday, i will make bryan get me taco bell and watch big brother with me. because celebrating my birthday is actually about making my husband suffer. he didn't suffer enough when he took me tiara-shopping this weekend. or when he had to help me fix my tan by wiping me down in bleach (not now folks, sooo not in the mood to discuss that crisis). no, he must suffer more. and by suffer i mean explosive bell diahrrea and alliance discussions.

on that note, i leave you with a laffy taffy joke.

why did the man go to sleep by the oil well?
because he wanted to wake up oily in the morning.

posted on Tuesday, August 22, 2006

9 Comments:

By Fefa, at 8/22/2006 11:45 AM  

Happy Not-Thirtieth Birthday! You're the only not thirty year old I know who can wear a tutu and totally pull it off.

By Spicy Vixen, at 8/22/2006 11:49 AM  

Bullsh!t! You're never too old to wear a tutu. And yes, you looked like a life sized Barbie Fairy. Not many can pull that off. Have a great birthday with your diarreha inducing dinner and reality TV. Sounds like you have a great evening planned.

By -J, at 8/22/2006 1:17 PM  

Happy Birthday, Sarah!

By Amber Kelly, at 8/23/2006 2:09 PM  

That's so weird... I wore the exact same outfit this past weekend... except for the tiara.

There is no excuse for pleated pants. Not age. Not weight. They're just bad.

By JGreene, at 8/23/2006 5:49 PM  

Ok, so I have to admit...it scares me a bit that you, a Houstonian (is that a word?) knows about Kitson. I've lived in LA for five years, and I've only known about it for maybe 18 mos...and only then because a girl at Fred Segal took pity on me and said I should check it out.

It appears that I have grossly underestimated your shopping prowess.

By Chevy, at 8/24/2006 6:08 AM  

jeremy... the reason we know about places like kitson and intuition is because PARIS SHOPS THERE. it says so in us weekly. duh.

By Spicy Vixen, at 8/24/2006 2:02 PM  

ok, so I am insanely jealous that Chevy got that *sweet* (pronounced sah-WEET) champagne/Playboy necklace. So I had to order Holly's skater socks. http://online.cmgww.com/hmstore/product.asp
Not the same, but I'll manage.

I also got a shirt today that says 'Plastic Makes Perfect'. I'm SO wearing it with the new socks.

By Bryan Peters, at 8/28/2006 10:29 AM  

followup: Sarah got a couple of shirts from my mom this weekend that had me cracking up. My favorite was the one that says "you looked a lot cuter on MySpace"

By Anonymous, at 9/03/2006 4:07 PM  

Speaking about shirts, I'll bet this one will go great with your tierra on your birthday next year:
http://www.cafepress.com/unclefrog.69206229

Sheesh!

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