WE WON!

Just a quick note to say that we've had the best day ever. And it's not over yet. The sun is shining, we got to see Ian McFeron Band - one of our faves - outside at lunch. And we just found out that we won the Elizabeth and James/Shopbop shopping spree via Apt #34! Hooray.


If you haven't gotten a chance to check out Apt #34, you should. It's a must style read, for sure. Plus, she's a fellow Seattleite.


And tonight we're catching up with some home-town girls. Can't wait!


Hope you're all as fab as we are.

TOO MUCH?

Recently, a guy we'd gone on four or five dates with, arrived at our apartment to pick us up and - bonus - he gave us a present. 


It was a mix CD filled with love songs. Which could have gone either way at this point in our relationship. But, we decided to think it was romantic.


Until we realized that he had put on pink lipstick and kissed the envelope it came in. The front. The back was sealed with a kiss. And there was a final lipstick mark inside on the actual case!


This raised all sorts of uncomfortable questions: 

• Where did he get the lipstick and was it solely for this purpose?
• Why pink and not red or this season's "HOT" shade - coral?
• Does he have no friends? Ones with the sense to say "Don't, dude."
• Does he like other girly things like wearing panties?

These questions rattled around in our head all date long and, combined with him getting crazy-drunk and hanging all over us at a girlfriend's birthday party, sealed the deal. No more dates with this one.

WE JAMMIN

Is it just us, or have the men (or ladies) in your lives had a major influence on your musical tastes? From when our dad bought us Thriller (our first tape), to our 7th grade crush who introduced us to grunge, to our first concert - our loves have provided a great soundtrack. 


If our boyfriends were a playlist, this would be it.


Chloe Dancer/Crown of Thorns, Mother Love Bone
Cavern, Phish
Add it Up, Violent Femmes
Can I Kick it? A Tribe Called Quest
Come Together, The Beatles
Sunshine of Your Love, Cream
Redemption Song, Bob Marley
Polly, Nirvana
Caress Me Down, Sublime
Kimberly Austin, Porno for Pyros
Doin' the Cockroach, Modest Mouse
Gold to Me, Ben Harper
Angel from Montgomery, Bonnie Raitt
Helen, Cave Singers
It Was a Good Day, Ice Cube
The General Specific, Band of Horses
Pressure Drop, Toots and The Maytals
Mykonos, Fleet Foxes
Come and Get Me, Timbaland
Tighten Up, The Black Keyes


So, tell us. What's a song + love memory that you hold dear?

TO DELETE? OR NOT TO DELETE?

Question: Do you delete phone numbers of ex boyfriends, hookups, weirdos and random boys you meet at the bar who ask for your number? 


We're torn. Sometimes we do. Because who needs the number of Snake (that's his given nickname, not ours) who drunkenly tried to get us to go home with him one night and then asked for our number when that didn't work? 


But, what about a guy you've gone on a few dates with? If you do, inevitably he'll text and you'll either have to ignore (and wonder if it was actually someone you wanted to talk to) or send the obligatory "Who is this?" response. Which is always awkward. And you didn't want to talk to him anyway.


This just happened to us. Random text from unknown number: "Can I assume you're watching the soccer game?" Who is this and why would they assume we're watching the soccer game? Oh, Man-Who-Prayed-Before-Meals. Where did you come from and why now? Ignore.


But the alternative is you have a ton of unnecessary numbers in the way of the people you actually want to talk to. 


Our brilliant friend once told us she reprograms all numbers with something along the lines of "Do not answer."


What do you do?