You Have GOT To Be Kidding Me

Stacy Haiduk, some words of advice if I may, FIRE YOUR STYLIST, IMMEDIATELY!

because anyone who tells you that a cat purse is ok to wear is clearly INSANE!

Ne-Yo: Don't Worry About It

Heidi Montag....REALLYYY??

Dear Heidi Montag,

As much as I really adore you.. wait.. no I was totally on Team LC during the debacle on The Hills, so let me reiterate, as much as I am an avid fan of The Hills, I certainly am NOT of your music or that horrendous act that you called entertainment that took place on the stage at Miss Universe 2009. Please stick to reality TV and the dramatic life that you live with Spencer Pratt since that seems to be the only thing that got you famous anyway. Thanks bunches!

Xoxo,
Val

P.S. That outfit was already worn by Britney Spears about eh... 7 Years ago at the VMA's.


According to critique from the Associated Press, TMZ.com reported, "using unnamed sources, that Montag might not sing because production staffers were worried about her performance and had concerns that she could not remember the lyrics."

Watch the video, but I must warn you that you will probably end up feeling embarrassed for her!

End of the College Chapter

Valerie Graduation 2009 from Christopher Panlilio on Vimeo.

Self Realization

1. I've come to realize that my chest-size...
is constantly changing....weird?

2. I've come to realize that my job(s)...
are setting me up for major success in the near future.

3. I've come to realize that when I'm driving...
i'll daydream about what my life could have been

4. I've come to realize that I need....
to be selfish sometimes

5. I've come to realize that I have lost...
the will power to have relationships with some people.

6. I've come to realize that I hate it when...
people are fucking ignorant

7. I've come to realize that if I'm drunk...
i tend to be a complete shitshow and think I am a star

8. I've come to realize that money...
can ruin your damn life

9. I've come to realize that certain people....
need to be let go from your life, no matter how much you love them.

10. I've come to realize that I'll always ...
think of other people before I think of myself

11. I've come to realize that my siblings...
are the best fathers I've ever had

12. I've come to realize that my mom...
is the strongest survivor alive. point blank.

13. I've come to realize that my cell phone...
runs my life

14. I've come to realize that when I woke up this morning....
"damn. still jobless. time to look on Craigslist"

15. I've come to realize that last night before I went to sleep...
I prayed

16. I've come to realize that right now I am thinking...
"working out... then working in a few hours.. booo"

17. I've come to realize that my dad...
....no comment

18. I've come to realize that when I get on Facebook...
the realization of my addition sets in considering I just checked it 10 mins ago.

19. I've come to realize that today...
this sending out resume bullshit is FRUSTRATING!

20. I've come to realize that tonight....
will go where ever the wind takes me.

21. I've come to realize that tomorrow...
I will start my diet....FOR REAL

22. I've come to realize that I really want to..
find love.

23. I've come to realize that the person who is most likely to repost this is...
Maureen because she is a fellow blogger! =)

24. I've come to realize that life...
is too short and to try and be happy, weeding out the negative and feeding off the positive

25. I've come to realize that this weekend...
I'll be making that chedda

26. I've realized the best music to listen to when I am upset...
is my hubby, Jason Mraz

27. I've come to realize that my friends...
are the kind of friends that everyone wants in their life. be jealous because my friends are AWESOME.

28. I've come to realize that this year...
is the end of an amazing chapter in my life and the beginning of a new and unpredictable one.

29. I've come to realize that my ex...
(not exactly my ex) made me genuinely happy and brought out the best in me.

30. I've come to realize that maybe I should...
take some chances in life do something totally spontaneous

31. I've come to realize that I love....
laughing, being with my family and friends, feeling successful and accomplished, dancing, the beach, panties, Washington DC and backing it up like it aint no thang!

32. I've come to realize that I don't understand...
how people can be so cruel.

33. I've come to realize my past...
has made me become the person I am today

34. I've come to realize that parties..
should happen ALL day ERR day

35. I've come to realize that I'm totally terrified...
of being terrified and being alone

36. I've come to realize that my life..
is what I make it.

I See You Baby...

Question of the day ladies and gentleman. This is more toward those men out there, but ladies, I'd like to hear what you think as well. Reasons behind my question will follow after I get some feedback.

If you see a hot girl/guy sitting at the bar by him/herself, would you initiate conversation?

Comments please.. Ahhhh, thank you.

Pablo Neruda- Sonnet 17

Sonnet 17

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
in which there is no I or you
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand
so intimate that when you fall asleep it is my eyes that close.

All The Single Ladies

To all my fellow single ladies, I need YOUR help!

If you could have one question answered about what goes on the brain of the "can't live with you but can't live without you" male species, what would it be???

Leave your comments or drop a line in my Chatbox! :)

Virginia vs. Jersey

Le Love

Le Love. Thank you for feeding into my hopeless romanticism.



AMMMMEEENNN.

Fairfax Vs. Arlington

Let the battles begin! Hands down, Fairfax walks away with the win. You be the judge. Gotta love the DMV!!!

Teen Choice Awards 2009

The 2009 Teen Choice Awards was aired tonight on Fox, fun show, always a delight to watch. With this summer's fashion trends, I would have to say that I also enjoyed a lot of the outfits that were worn by these teen celebrities.



One dress that really stood out to me was the lilac Grecian Baby Phat dress worn by Selena Gomez. The dress was absolutely beautiful and made her look classy and elegant, but girl, you are 17, FLAUNT THAT SHIT!
I do give her credit for looking so sophisticated, I just wish she wore it to a different event...maybe one that wasn't for teens?? Anyways, her dress was my inspiration for the dress I want for my 23rd birthday (hence, 23 years old).



Another notable fashionista, that I must mention, was Vanessa Hudgens in a beautiful, luscious, purple Christian Dior dress.Her choice of shoes wouldn't exactly be the my first choice, but still well put together making her look gorgeous! The dress is from is Fall 2009 collection and is another dress that I cannot wait to get my hands on!!

Funniest Ad

I stole this from Maureen's pictures on facebook, and couldn't resist posting it!

American Idol aka American SHITSHOW!

It's about 4:12 in the afternoon and I am still feeling the wrath of the American Idol concert I went to last night. Yeah, that's right, AMERICAN IDOL As much as I wish I could write a review on the show itself, the pregame that took place before we got to the Prudential Center veered my friends and I on a path of such debauchery that I cannot really recall the night too well. With a few pictures and videos taken by my phone, I can slightly put my night together, but this is all that I can come up with.

7:15 pm- Wandered into some random building to go to the bathroom hoping not to pee myself and told a guard that I was 3 months pregnant so he would let me through to go to the "top secret" bathroom.

7:30 pm- Sat at some amazing floor seats that my friend Tim got! Walked into Anoop singing, moving on.....

7:40 pm- Downed a beer that made me semi-black out.

7:40 pm - ??? - BLANK.

9:30 pm?- End up backstage with Alexandra and get talking to Matt Giraud

9:35 pm- Got caught by security and escorted to some room.

9:40 pm- Got questioned

9:45 pm- Ratted out a little Spanish dude.

9:46 pm- Got him fired.

10:00 pm- Got let go and asked to leave, not really sure where Tim is at the moment.

10:10 pm- Somehow we are all together again, Alexandra wants to stay for the Idols to come out while Tim and I get the car

10:11 pm - 10:20 pm- Get lost looking for the car

10:30 pm- A cop pulls up to us and says that he remembers seeing us walking from our car, we get driven to my car via cop. (Weird, but at this point my feet hurt.. I'll take the ride)

10:32 pm- Cop pulls up to car again and is pissed because I threw a beer at him while trying to get rid of the can, not realizing that the cops were still sitting there. His response, " I drove you to your fucking car, and now I see you throwing beer out on the street. Get the fuck out of here." (Thank you, Newark PD)

10:35 pm- Pull up to the Prudential Center to find Alexandra. Tim leaves me in the car.

11:35 pm- After an hour of waiting, and no one picking up their phone, Alex and Tim finally return to the car. I am PISSED and unleash the dragon on both bitches.

11:37 pm- Finally in route home. STILL PISSED and BITCHING.

The rest of the night doesn't have to be documented. But you get the point. Great times with great people. Sorry for the two that had to deal with my stubborn assholeness the whole night...it's what they get for feeding me liquor before such an event.

Below are what has helped me try to piece together my night. The videos aren't great, but you can blatantly see that we're having a great time!

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XoXo

Moments of Perfect Clarity

This picture is taken off a blog that I follow on blogspot. It was taken in Singapore during a heat wave. I love all the colors, they make me so happy!

I hope everyone enjoys their day!!

xoxo

Kid Cudi- Embrace the Martian

New Obsession---

2 more days!!

YAYYY!! 2 more days until....................





News article and blog post soon to follow! :)

Like Mother, Like Daughter

Finding a creative way to get in and out of a home has become a new "hobby" of mine. The other day, my mom and I went out to dinner and when we got home, with both of our luck combined, we were locked out of the house. Of course. For some reason, my mom had decided to lock the garage door to the house knowing both of us didn't have keys to it.

After trying to pick the lock to the door for about 15 minutes, my mom says 5 oh so familiar words, "we'll have to break in." For my friends that know me, they know how skilled I am in breaking into homes, actually, skilled maybe an under statement, I break shit.

Flashback to my old townhouse that I lived at in Virginia. One night I got home after a vigorous night of drinking. It was around 3 am, and I was HAMMERED, all I wanted to do was crawl into bed and pass out while in my drunken stooper (is that right?). I got dropped off at my house, got my keys out of my purse, and stumbled up my steps to the front door. I unlock the door and turn the nob, as I push the door, I bash my head as it suddenly stops. I look up to see that the door had been pad locked. Thanks roomie. Not giving a hoo-haa (a word I took from a mommy blog), I rang the doorbell like a madwoman. Because I am the worst drunk dialer, my phone was dead, and I had no way of getting in touch with any of my roommates who were fast asleep inside the house, or so I thought. All oh a sudden I see a shadow walk across my roommate's bedroom window. I start chucking rocks at it, to get their attention, but of course, she doesn't care and just disregards my desire to come in and go to bed.

After 20 minutes of trying to wake someone up in my home, I sat down on the front steps to try and come up with another plan, but instead... started falling asleep. REFUSING to sleep outside on in my lawn (which I have apparently done before), I took matters to the next level. I opened the door, and as hard as I could I threw my shoulder through the door. Surprisingly enough, breaking the door wsn't too difficult. I walked into my house and giggled to myself at what I had just done, and when I turned around to look at the damage, it was more than I had expected, which made me break out in my obnoxious loud laugh. Because the door was pad locked, I had ripped the lock out of the wall along with the entire side panel. Feeling accomplished and still drunk, I shrugged my shoulders while staring at the panel on the floor, closed the door, locked the nob and walked down to my dungeon room.

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I hope you enjoyed my little flashback to my college days. But onto the rest of the story. Knowing how terrible breaking in could turn into, I told my mom to go to a neighbors house to borrow a ladder. I knew there had to have been a window open somewhere on the 2nd floor. My room. Duh, I always snuck out of the window that had no screen to "gaze at the stars" on my roof. Great times, great times. Anyway, so my kind neighbor (who wasn't too kind when we were little), lent us his ladder, and I climbed up onto my roof. My mom had locked the window that I would go out of to get onto the roof, so I resulted in tearing the screen of the window next to it. The screen is ruined of course, but at least we got in the house.

Breaking and entering, an art passed down from mother to daughter.

Ryan Kish said it best the other day when he wrote a comment on my post:

"You're life really does need to be a reality show."


Thank you for realizing this, but I have been saying it the past 5 years I have known you. NBC, ABC, FOX, draft up a contract, I'm going to be a STAR!

New Boyz- You're A Jerk

For some reason this song has grown on me! Thank you Hot 99.5 for constantly playing this while I was down in VA for me to like it!

Street Art in Ireland

Definitely some of the coolest artistry I have ever seen. I wish I could walk on these murals.

Challange to get to DC Fashion Week

Ok, so this happened last weekend, but I feel as if what happened to me in order to get to my interview for DC Fashion Week is definitely noteworthy.

It all started when I was awoken by the torrential rain fall that instantly made me a crabby patty. Yup.. I said it, I was a crabby patty. Anyways, thanks to my lovely Babe, Halsey Cooney, who housed me all weekend, I was able to get a great night sleep after a lovely dinner with my sister Lydia at Mie N Yu (thank you Maureen for the blog about it, it was fantastic!)



Anywho, so I start getting ready for my interview, and am all set to go. Halsey has already left to go to the gym and run errands so she asked me to make sure I locked up before I left. Simple right??? MmmmM... not so much.

Before Hals left, she warned me that the key that she had given me may give me some trouble, that I had to jiggle and wiggle the lock for it to shut. Because I am so lucky, the key of course gave me a hard time. It wouldn't even budge..not even an inch. I opened the door and tried it this way, just to make sure that the key actually worked, anddddd....it didn't. Great, now what was I going to do? The last thing I wanted was to be late for an interview, let alone, an interview for DC FASHION WEEK!

I had to come up with a Plan B, but what was I going to do? I couldn't leave the door unlocked, Hals would be PISSED. I needed to talk to her, but she was at the gym. Not caring, I called the Aquatic Center, and told the front desk receptionist, that I needed them to find a tall curly hair blonde girl immediately and tell her to call back Val that it was an emergency. Sounding real panicked, they agreed.

When Hals called, I told her that I had come up with an alternative to locking the front door. I told her that I would lock the front door from inside the house and then go out of the sliding door, locking the patio door to the house. In doing so, I would just go through the gate to my car and be off to my interview. Easy right? Why would it be?

After I lock the patio door, I walk over to the gate to find that it won't open. I take the stake out of the ground thinking that this would free me from the prison's of Halsey's aunt and uncle's backyard, but this still didn't do anything. I climbed the fence peek over to see what was going on, and of course... there is a lock on the fence. WTF!! Really?!? This has to happen now, and RAIN? Ugh, this day is going miserable.

I walk around to the other fence..locked. FANFREAKINTASTIC. The only thing I can do is climb the fence.....with all my stuff, in a dress AND heels! All I was thinking was that I hope a cop didn't drive by thinking I was trying to rob the damn place. Thanks to brothers, climbing up fences, walls and all that jazz brought back great memories for me allowing me to kind of get past the whole realization of what I was about to do. I threw my bag over, then my suitcase (which took about 50 times before I actually wheeled the thing up the side and over the top of the fence) and last my heels. I started the climb up Kilimanjaro, keeping it classy of course, and when I reached the top I looked down at a brick ground. No way was I about to jump onto that with no shoes on. As I was looking around, I was lucky enough to be able to scooch myself over and lower myself/jump/cliffhanger status my way onto a garbage can. (Hals, if you read this, sorry about the cracks).

I get my feet safely on the ground, and walk my sweating, drenched in rain self to my damn car....VICTORIOUS!

I was so proud of myself for what I had just done, and was more than ready to take on my interview.

With no doubt in my mind, I knew I would get the gig at Fashion Week... and I DID!! =)

Ahhh, what a satisfying but shitshow day that was. I've got nothing but love for Virginia!