Where's Frappuccino?

"Know Your Coffees" via Etsy (available here)

I'm a cappuccino girl but right now I would not mind a lil' irish ;)

Finals Week

It's finals week over here - and I can't think of anything else that more perfectly captures my feelings about exams than this video:

See each exam (hurdle) during finals week (race) - knocks me down, hard.  But for some unknown reason,  I push myself to continue. Completely humiliated and crying the whole way through. Just sick, I tell you. Sick.

Spread Awareness about CBF

Image via Kris Atomic (her prints are available here)

TASTY

Via Veronica Loves Archie

Mira Esta!

I am not a big fan of Lady Gaga but this picture of her took me down memory lane:

Via Dlisted

You see when I was young and stupid, I thought platforms were the shiz. I had like 5 pairs of the shoes pictured below. (You needed 5 pairs because the straps often broke when you took a tumble.)

Well that all ended one summer when I went on vacay with my familia and took a pretty harsh fall in front of my father.  Even though my big toe was pretty badly hurt, my ass would have gotten right back up on those platforms. But my dad was having none of it. He took my precious platforms out of my hands and when we got up to the hotel room, he threw them out the window into the hotel pool below. He then looked at me and said - ya déjate the pendejadas! And so I did.

Ah, if only Lady Gaga had a dad like mine - we would all be safe from her fuckery.

Reality Bites, Just Not Mexican Cuisine.

Earlier today, I took an 8 hour take home exam. Lame, I know. In order to recover I needed a minimally taxing mental activity. Napping was out of the question because I was too wired - so I decided to watch an old episode of the Real Housewives of Orange County (or Orange Cunty as I like to refer to it). 


Anyway, a bunch of random stuff happened in the episode but frankly I can't recall any of it. Save this: Peggy, the show's newest housewife, and her husband Micah were putting together their annual dinner party. Peggy was super excited because they hired "celebrity chef" Susan Feniger to cater the dinner. I've never heard of her but apparently her claim to fame is appearing on Top Chef Masters and owning Border Grill. 

Okay so here goes - after scheduling a meeting with Susan at the Border Grill - Peggy and Micah were shocked (SHOCKED!) to discover Susan specializes in Mexican Cuisine! Pendejos. Micah was especially upset. He said he didn't think Mexican food was "fancy" enough for his dinner party. This bitch. He even had the fuckin nerve to say that he did not like flan and then proceeded to ask Susie if she could serve fried oreos instead. Oh, okay fried oreos are fancy, now? Sorry, I must have missed that memo. WTF?! I cannot.

Here is a picture of them being all pendejo n shit:

Image vis Stoop Housewives

Obviously, Micah has never seen Como Agua Para Chocolate. You know the scene where Tita makes Codornices en Pétalos de Rosas:

Shit does not get fancier than this: Cornish Game Hen on a Bed of Roses. 

On her blog Peggy tried to defend her pendejo-ass husband by writing: 

"Micah loves Mexican food and eats chips and salsa daily.... But for our chef's dinner we usually like to serve more formal cuisine with high end wine pairings. For this reason, we were both initially having a tough time envisioning eating tacos while drinking Silver Oak wine! "

Half-ass apologizing while perpetuating racial stereotypes - well done mijita.  You go gurl, make Orange Cunty proud.




I promise to post a recipe for lame-ass flan soon ;)

Belleza 101

Public's reaction to Princess Beatrice's royal wedding attire:

Frankly, I don’t think her hat was that bad. The problem with homegirl’s look is that she was doing too much.  This is why you pair smokey-eyes with nude lipstick; a black dress with bright shoes or; red lipstick with simple eye makeup. 

Beatricita, here, is paying an homage to Oprah on her forehead; sporting raccoon eyes and; donning a coat with a fancy neckline - a clear no-no according to the one-statement-at-a-time principle. It’s not called a “cacophony piece” for a reason.

Well, there is always Harry’s wedding to get it right, mijita.

People tell me slow my roll...

I'm screaming out - "FUCK THAT!"

Heaven

Image via This Is Glamorous

Peonies and a cappuccino.

Attending a Summer Wedding

Chris and I will be attending a wedding in Puerto Rico in July. So, I've been perusing the internet for the perfect summer frock. These two have me lusting over them.

   

Both are from Net-a-Porter and wildly out of my price range. The yellow one is DVF and the coral/beige one is Marc by Marc Jabobs. But hey, a girl can lust! Moreover, I like to find inspiration online and then take it to Loehmann's where I can get my baller-on-a-budget on and poppin. All you recessionistas know what I'm talking about, amirite?

Feliz Cinco!

No, today is not Mexico's Independence Day. But defeating the French is as good an excuse as any to have a drink (or two, or three). 

Instead of the usual - margaritas, coronas, tequila - you should drink a paloma. When looking up a good recipe/image for this post, I discovered that the-one-and-only paloma is pejoratively referred to as "the poor man's margarita!" Wha?! That's just all sorts of wrong. Paloma meaning dove. Yeah, like the creature that signifies peaces and purity. Que poor-man's-margarita, ni que nada.

Image and Recipe via Flicker

PALOMA

2oz Tequila

1 Limoncito

6oz Squirt (all self-respecting Mexicans know you MUST use Squirt)

Salt (for the rim)

(Recipe adapted from ReeseCLoyd)

Now - you're ready to celebrate!

Órale, now this is how it is done. Un rayo de sol! Sha-la-la!

Corona Popsicles

Don't forget to "pop" these into the freezer for tomorrow's festivities

Recipe available at Bakers Royale

The people over at Bakers Royale recommend waiting until the beer slightly solidifies (about 2 hours) before inserting the popsicle sticks.  If you're anything like me, you'll probably forget and be left with some corona ice cubes. Instead, try covering the ice tray with aluminum foil - insert the popsicle sticks through the foil. Dada, the aluminum foil props those bad boys up. Enjoy!

It's Almost Cinco de Mayo!

Don't forget to hang some banderitas...

Image via StyleMePretty.com

and to stock up on tequila!