The Kill Shop Kill party was a success last night. I wish I could of had more fun dancing around and hanging with friends than trying to run a kissing booth that wasn’t even my idea. The party had a really great turn out though so I’m happy! I also sold someone a pbr I licked for $10. And my childhood friend Jes came by. At around 2:30am the bar started to die down when all of a sudden a truck load of people from Poughkeepsie rolled in. They were crazy! I was hiding in the dj booth and this girl wraps her arm around me and shouts at Roc One that she wants to request a song because “she’s from upstate ny and only comes to the city once a year and loves MIA.” After Roc attempted to explain the djs don’t take requests the girl tried to makeout with me. Some swingers also attempted to take me home too. Than there was some insane fight…the bouncer kicked someone out and got jumped. Everyone except employees got kicked out of the bar and waited to get paid. I was home by 4:30. I didn’t get to bed till 7 though, I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t drink enough to even get tipsy and once the sun started coming up my body got confused. It’s weird what happens when you stop partying.

Anyways the store is located on N 5th st and Bedford, hard to miss. You should go there and buy some t-shirts.

Other news:

I own the cone and did my roots. I need batteries.

Clothes by Pegleg. Making every grown ass man look like a toddler again.

As many of you don’t know I’m on a semi hiatus from modeling, performing and nightlife for the month of July. Semi because the only way I could do a complete hiatus is if you shipped me off to a remote island. I keep trying not do events or model or what not but I somehow end up doing it anyways which is really interphering with me trying to grow a large amount of underarm hair.

Anyways since I have spare time and lots of clothes I DON’T WANT anymore, I decided to set up shop. I have lots of vintage wares, stuff I only wore for shoots and cheap American Apparel.

Here’s some of the samplings:

My pubes are still for sale[safely tucked away in a brown paper bag, no I am not joking here] and I’ll sell my dirty underwear, socks, tampons whatever I don’t care. If fact the way I see it, selling things I’d normally throw away is like saving the enviroment. Sure no whales are being saved by me selling used tampax but lets try and be positive people. Just go look at a picture of Obama smiling…it’s impossible not to smile with him.

I’m just getting bored and wanna spend time making some money and hanging out at the post office.

BUY NOW

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Email me if interested in purchasing something - babysinead@gmail.com

Last night I had an amazing dinner in the eclectic company of Bronques, Jules Kim[the owner of Bijules] and Gavin McInnes[formerly of Vice]. Dinner was at the amazing restaurant Llili. The food was amazing and the conversation better. I rudely had to cut out of dinner early because I apparently was late for my own party.

That I’m not going to talk about.

Anyways Bijules has what is probably one of my most favorite business cards ever. It has hair hanging out of it. So ill. Although I forgot to take it out of my wallet and it was werid having hair poking out of my Kate Spade while buying milk. Anyways I’ve been contemplating buying this necklace forever:

And I think I’m going to have to get it now. Fuck everyone who told me it’s weird to wear hair around your neck.

In other news, I need a vacation. Or a proper date.

I think I’m gonna end up going to my parents to “vacation.” AKA sunbath naked on their balcony and freak out the neighbors and drink free Paddys.

I walked from Wall St to Delancey it felt great.

I’m excited for my adventures this summer….waterfalls, art, alice in wonderland, sex, champagne, secret projects, preparing to retire my fake id…

My past two summers in NYC I never took full advantage of this city but now I’m sober and sane….I’m stoked.

Anyways think I’m going to buy this bag soon, I need something more sturdy than a tote bag for lugging my SineadSupplies[including my slr] in:

What chu think? Should I get the matching wallet too? Sooooo over my Kate Spade from last year….it’s so beat up.

Having 34Ds is really annonying. I went bra shopping today…it’s so frustrating because there are SO many pretty cute things for girls, A, B, and C[which I used to be]. I got some pretty bras but I saw quite a few that I l o v e d but stopped at C. Ugh.

Also what is up with padded bras that are D cup? Dude my boobs already look huge! I don’t want anymore padding.

A lot of D cup bras are very granny looking or just plain. I like to think of my boobs as a present….and I don’t wrap my presents in newspaper, I wrap them in fancy papers and ribbon.

Anyways I finally found a brand that was made for my boobs…it’s called Jezebel and it’s relatively cheap. I got four bras for $130 at Macys. This is one of the more exciting ones I got:

Also peep the new Tokidoki hoodie! Omggg Tokidoki is coming out with two feline vinyl toys that I have to have…

super cute!

I also picked up these Betsy Johnson heels - 60% off:

I’d been eyeing them so I’m psyched to have gotten my paws on them so cheap.

Anyways I’m gonna go drink a red bull before I pass out.

Finals week is always stressful. So I buy new shoes and Jack.

Oh and vintage lingerie. How can you not love…

I lounge about my apt as if I’m Marilyn Monroe…just add some Spanish studying in there.

xoxo

PS

No more talk sex with Sue Johanson. I hope she gives a lecture in NYC sometime soon.

• I spent the morning of the 24 puking for about eight hours straight due to food poisoning. Family came over for dinner and I almost passed out during desert. Awesome!
• My mother gave me a coffee maker. I do not drink coffee[avid tea drinker] but she brought it so that when she comes to my apartment she can drink coffee. Apparently the thing of instant coffee I keep around isn’t good enough. It’s kind of hilarious in  a way I suppose..
• On the other hand I got some ill gifts - a shit ton of nozzles for spray painting from my brother and a le tigre dress I had my eye on and told my mother. The way that thing hugs my body without being revealing - dammmmn girl.
• And my gifts were well loved - I brought my mom an assortment of nice lotions that she would probably kill me if she knew how much I spent on them. Only the best of the best for Mommy though!
• Also Pee Wee Herman - no wonder I’m so fucking gay. GAY GAY GAY. I’m sorry. I’m just loving the word Gay lately. You know what todays secret word of the day is? GAY. You know what you do when I say GAY. SCREAM. GAY AHHHHHH.
• I want to smuggle my parents cat Tippy home because he is so overweight and awesome but every time they catch me bagging him they yell at me. But seriously he’s just like a giant cuddle monster pillow.

I mean really
HOW COULD THAT NOT MAKE YOU HAPPY
Just cont on with it via YouTube - the WHOLE christmas special is there!
Yay!

Mouse ears. I don’t feel this trend at all.

Dear Hipsters - Stop wearing them. It’s not cute or edgy. I’m not feeling this. Lets just stop it right now. I had a feeling people would start wearing them outside the magazine pages and no one has really pulled it off…also I’ve seen a few people do it and I’m already sick of it.

Move on to something new.

Dear Stylists - come up with something new for your editorials. Please. Isn’t it your job?

Also I find it really weird that my exboyfriend who is not allowed to talk to me and I refuse to be associated with INSISTS on keeping pictures of me up on his myspace. This one really takes the cake…I mean what does that caption say to you? Hmmmm.

My apartment is kind of a giant piece of art. Fungi accidentally got stoned today. Writing a paper on femnism and exotic dancing right now but I can’t remember how many pages I need it to be.

- Sarah Lee is now 21 / 15 ! I think a bottle of Olde English may or may not been stolen last night. Not that I know anything regarding this. Dances With White Girls and Andy Pry love tacos. People should pay them in tacos for DJ-ing.

- Kid Sister and The Cool Kids at hiro - good show. Thanks Daddy!!!! And that’s that for my CMJ week. Sorrry I need to spend time with my family and doing school work not seeing mostly average bands and getting drunk.

- I went to 205 - I knew no one but Lloyd. Best thing written at 2am and drunk “club 205 is andy warhol meets walmart.” Somewhat sober I still stand by this. I also drew some hilarious awful ballpoint crazy abstract figure studies. This is what happens when you’re a little bored and on clonapin.

-Waking up still drunk at 830 am S U C K S . I have to see my therapist for the first time ever at 1030 - HOW BAD IS THIS. I have to convince someone I’m not that crazy but I’m slightly inebriated. Why did I let my mom talk me into this?! Also my chemical burn eye is acting up and is red and I look stoned. And I have sooooo many errand to run after this!!! oh god I’m totally taking a nap in the park, homeless style. WHATEVER.

- I got a message via Myspace saying they’d like to be reincarnated as my cat. I feel bad for Fungi lately because I’m never home to play and cuddle. : / I think when I get her neutered I ‘m getting her a Tarina Tarantino collar. I like this one best[in purple], or because it’s a bit cheaper and she might tolerate it more - this one in pink.