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It pleases me that I know just enough about how clothing (and I suppose how people) work, that I can now usually tell when celebrity chicks whose figures I totally envy are wearing _serious_ foundation garments. (The corset is not merely a fashion statement, my friends, but a tool of extreme practicality).

In fact, whenever I can remind myself that celebrities are just as ugly as regular people but just have more time and money to manage that fact, I'm generally a happier person.

And on that note, I need to schedule an algomask in a serious way.

La la la. You know, this Velvet Goldmine poster over my desk? Daily fucking inspiration, I tell you.

Also, is it lame for me to join NetFlix, just because I loathe speaking to the people at Kim's?

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Netflix is definatly worth the money, I promise. Especially if you're like me and watch multiple movies a week. It will save you a bundle.

On that note, saving money means more money to buy pretty things. I can't wait until I make enough money as a celebrity to have lipo and spa weekends. =o) lol

I loved having netflix- we really should go back to it. It was fantastic.

Yes, it's ever so nice to think that I could have that figure if I had the money and wanted to be in that much pain.

Netflix was divine, for me. Less spontaneous, but then again, they've usually got the thing you want. And lots of lovely TV series and the like, and you can order them all in order and watch at your leisure... mmm. As soon as the damn DVD drive gets fixed I'm right back on their junkie list.