Material Girl

Hi there! Guess who I am! Go on, guess!
You may think it's Kat, and you would be kinda sorta right, but kinda sorta wrong, too! Isn't that fabulous!? Okay...lemme start from the beginning.
Way way way way way back in seventh and most of eighth grade, Kat was me; Katie, the Valley Girl of Pink Doom. Then she decided it was all a crock, and started to be more of a rebel, fighting back against the icky tyranny of Ms Hall, the math teacher of many a painful hour. We are SO not going to get into the punk phase she went into in grade nine. I, as a personality, was supressed. It took Katie a little while to stop saying "ptcha!", but she got over it, also gaining a sense of loathing for anything pink. And lil' ol' me was castaway in the dark scary places of Katie's 13-year-old brain. I blame it on the eyebrow piercing.
Aaaaanyway, so then, like, she went to high school, with her new name, and really started to find herself. She also started tying her shoes. And then high school happened. I wasn't paying much attention...I was giving myself a pedicure. So now, she's got long hair, the tattoo, the piercings, lots of skirts, and I would have to admit Kat, or Katie, whoever you know her as, has become a fairly well rounded individual.
Until today.
On Boxing Day, Kat got a pair of fabulous boots. I am talking fabulous! I mean, she's always been a bit of a girly girl, but not obsessed with brand names and make-up and all that jazz. But she got these boots, and today, she and her mother (in a good mood) went to Market Mall. To shop for a swimsuit, you see. And a what a swimsuit! They went to Swimco, and I took over Kat's mind! Muahahahhahahahaaaaa! I was impatient, as she stopped at the pet store to hold a cockatiel, who she temporarily named Lemon Merangue. So, once I got control, she tried on, like, a bazillion suits, some of which were ultra cute, some which were abominations, but in the end, she selected the one that, had you told her she's be getting yesterday, she'd punch you seventy-five different ways and then shove the 3 inch heel of her new boots right up your ass. It's a tankini, with a halter top, and it's well...Ralph Lauren...and it was $80.00...on sale...but it's a small price to pay for how frickin' great she looks in it!
Oh...you want to know what colour it is?
Well...
Okay...don't be scared...
It's um....
Eeeeek...


pink.


I know, I know, I was surprised too, but...it's just so freaking amazing! Anyway, the major splurge on a bathing suit was not all! Her mother took her to Old Navy, where she got flip-flop sandals for the beach, and a great little green fleecy sweater. They went to Garage Co. and she got a sweet-ass pair of sweatpants, a great t-shirt that brings out her eyes, and two sweatshirts, one khaki green and the other black. Talk about a shopping spree, paid for in full by her mom.
But it doesn't end there.
They went to Shoppers, where she had her make-up professionally done! It looks so great! She bought some great make-up for everyday wear! Isn't that, like, the coolest thing!?
What?
No, Kat, no, I'm having so much fun in the driver's seat of your mind I-
AUUUUUUUUUGH!!!
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..Sorry about that. This is me, Kat. I apologize for this highly skitzophrenic post, but my actual brain is a wee bit tired, so I thought I'd let the good ol' Valley Girl of Pink Doom take over for a day. I just didn't think she'd still be in control by blog o' clock. Sigh.
Anyway, not much is going on, here. Had Kari over last night for some much needed best-friend time. And when I did get my pressie, I quite literally screamed with delight! So....pretty... And I'm going over there tomorrow night for New Year's goodness, and then off to Mexico!
Okay, I'm going to wrap up this crazy weird blog entry. Peace out, y'all!

Musical Quote of the Day

"And she said
'Ooh, baby can we do it again?
You know I love the way you love me
And we're such good friends' "

-Prozzak Title: Tricky
Seriously, an amazing album. Check it out if you can.