This site details the life of Jessica Helene Adler; artist, teacher, sushi fanatic, wannabe graphic designer, and Bostonian extraordinaire.
It’s come to my attention that some people (too many people) are not aware of the magic of Downy Wrinkle Releaser. I basically live by this stuff, enough so that at about 1:30 AM yesterday I could be found demonstrating it’s power, infomercial style, to a group of captive onlookers. The party may have ended soon after, but my love for Downy will never fade.
It’s seriously that good.
2,500+ miles later and we made it back to Boston! A major goal of this trip was to avoid getting sucked up into a tornado, and I am happy to say we succeeded.
Picture courtesy of the Miller Time Tornado Shelter, Milwaukee, Wisconsin.
Happy 4th of July! To prove that I am more patriotic than you, here is a picture of a pumpkin I carved last Halloween. That’s right. It’s George Freakin’ Washington (Little known fact: that’s actually his middle name). This picture was taken halfway through the carving process, but it’s the only one I could find. Happy birthday, America!
PS- Fireworks in Charleston, WV < Fireworks in New Milford, CT
Justin circa 2007, threatening to turn the Volvo around.
Tomorrow Justin and I will take off on our second annual summer road trip. Thinking about all of the gallons of gas we’ll be consuming makes me cringe but… this is my preferred way to experience American kitsch at it’s finest. Plus, all of those Sonic commercials have brainwashed me and I won’t be satisfied until I drown myself in root beer floats and 99 cent mozzarella sticks. Our goal is to reach Chicago and Milwaukee, so if you have anything to recommend from either of those cities, let me know!
You can of course look forward to pictures and posts along the way.
I don’t know if you can tell, but everyone has a miniature horse head on their fingers. Best party prop ever!
(via justinporterstephens)
As much as I love summer, one of the things I miss about the colder months is that I can always look forward to weekly doses of trashy, addicting television. (Gossip Girl, I’m looking at you.)
America’s Next Top Model is another one I miss, mostly because Tyra banks is absolutely and completely insane. Without fail. To fill that Tyra-sized void in my heart, dear readers, I present this clip from her talk show. Keep watching through, because it only gets better near the end.
