HEY BIJOUX!!!!
I'm letting my work with the blog drag, I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW! People i'm litterally DROWNING in work. If I'd write a "to-do-list" on this moment, I'm positive I'd beat the quantities J.K. Rowling has managed to nag about that optically retarded witch aka Harry Potter (la sagesse en route: potter is a dysfemism in Dutch for gay). So once i'm settled in my new condo, and Davy's moved to london , we're gonna fuck your minds with faggalicious new treats!!
We've discovered a gorgeous new designer we're gonna do a post about, the label's called Hair & Jerome (t'adores?) Further more i'm planning to go deeper into the camwhoring. I've had it with traditional blogging, a fresh wind needs to ride our wings.. I took 4 days off this week to spend exclusively in my new appartment, and normally i'm gonna move this weekend. So next week i'll have internet and we can start intensifying our cyber prostitution...
Dahlin's for now i bid you farewell. xxx
Well hellow there old tarts!
I know it has been awfully quiet about me lately but it has its reasons...
I’m sure y’all remember our Amsterdam post about Jurgen and me going to Amsterdam to visit a school I was interested in to study...well what you don't know is that it all turned out to be a big scam...the Dutch education system is so low class! You guys really don't have a clue... + living in Amsterdam is absurd, there are waiting lists of 8 FUCKING years for little rooms in crappy buildings –NOT EVEN DOWNTOWN- !
So ok after skipping the idea to move to Amsterdam and 6 months searching for a solution of what to do with my life I bumped into Istituto Marangoni a.k.a. -the black heaven on earth- located in London.
I applied instantly for the course Fashion&Styling but they told me the courses where already full so they put me on a waiting list...I decided to forget about Marangoni, apply for jobs in retail, earn some extra money for a year and then to retry an application at Marangoni in 2008...
In september I found a job at the new Burberry store in Antwerp as the head salesman for Prorsum Men but almost the day I wanted to sign my contract, Marangoni called me and told me the waiting list was gone! My heart really stopped beating for 5 seconds.
So anyway...I needed to arrange my moving to London in 3 crazy weeks...I went to London for 4 days, hired a real estate agent to find me a flat, arranged an appointment with the school, figured out the tube, checked out the areas, etc, etc...
Last week i bought all of my furniture, this week my electronical shit like Plasma, stereo, laptop, second cell phone, the whole mishmash! And I'm going to pack.
It's crazy how much a low class girl as me needs everyday!!! hahahahah!
I'm moving on Friday the 5th of October and I still have LOADS of work...I need to get my internet fixed at my flat, I need to get an Oyster card, I need an English telephone line, I need a bank account,...
- "jeezes...can someone get me a latté? PRONTO! GODDAMNED!!" -
Aannyywaaay....I'm looking forward to it, new people, a new city, a new school, a new life...It's gonna be hard though, missing everybody over here in Belgium especially my Bitch: *Jurgen*
Damn...I'm gonna put him in a jar with chemical water so I can take him with me hahahahaha!He would look nice on one of my counter tables at the Londonesque condo...
I'll show you guys soon what I made of my lil' flat, it's gonna be so posh!
Anyway, I have to go...I'm having lunch with some friends later.
tataaa!!!
Davy...
xXx
!OK OMG! y'all remember Shitneys preformance on the VMA's last week right?! Well guess what, Chris Crocker made a video about it and he's all over the news!!! He's an instant celeb thanks to good-old-fat-glitter-bra-Britney!!! It's actually old news already but i though it was worth putting it on our blog...Fox, abc, Perez Hilton, EVERYONE is making a big deal about it! it's soooooo funny!
J'ADORE
I even heard he's getting a reality show...God bless America!
Yes people it has become a fascination to such an extend we're no longer satisfied doing it indoors. Yesterday night we took it all one step further: WE WENT PUBLIC ON HEELS !!!
After having gone out for dinner with a collegue of mine and a very dear friend, Davy and me were considering going out at night. We were thinking about the local gay-club, right around my corner, but we didn't really feel like it ... You know those nights, it itches but the things you're used to do aren't satisfactory any longer.. Wel this was one of them. So first we went to that local "festival des atroces": FUGLY FUGLY F-U-G-L-Y P*E*O*P*L*E !!!!!
We drank two beers and bought the DJ a water since he helped us with the name of a song we adored, and left the building. We felt like two 24ct diamonds in a plastic bag filled with urine.
At home i was doubting if i'd put my lenses out, when suddenly Davy gave a subtle hint he'd brought his digital camera and his drag-heels that had arrived earlier that week. Next thing we knew we were strolling the pavement taking pics at an incredible rate, giggling, screaming, hiding, nearly pooping our panties at times hahahaha!
Crossing the street right outside my appartement. A few clever ones noticed immediately what was going on of course... A so-called "woman" in a veil with sunglasses at 2 in the night.. Fishy!
Victoria Beckham sneaking out of the abortion clinic, but unwantedly discovered by circulating papparazzi.
6-inch heels can even bring the most stable amongst us bitches in an unstable position. She nearly smacked her head into the window. Would have been loads of fun though...
HARRASSED
CHASED
SCREWED
SCARED
BEATEN
ASSAULTED
ON DIOR WEDGES ACROSS A BLOOD-SMEARED PAVEMENT
-TRASH-
ANNA WINTOUR FRONT ROW AT CHRISTIAN LACROIX 
THE ATTITUDE POSE
WHAT ON EARTH ????? C'EST QUOI CA?
WATCH THOSE POOR PEOPLE THEY LOVE DESIGNER
LADY DI THE NIGHT BEFORE SHE GOT SCREWED BY THE PAPPARAZZI IN THAT TUNNEL...
No comment...
 
These pics involved no coke, let's make that clear...  
Is that Marge Simpson? Tall hair, striking the insecure pose... Reminds me of Angelina Jolie when she was an ambassador for UNICEF or whatever charity it was again... She was always wearing mainline collections while starving children were pulling her skirts for milk (au naturel). This could be a pic in which she pretends to really care. 
The nipplegate-scandal all over again.
Grouching tiger, hidden cokehead...
TrAsH MOMENTO
ALMOST GOING DOWN...
DEFINITELY GOING DOWN! If we had this on tape we'd be millionairs by now. I swear it really hurt. Even while i'm writing this it still aches.
Having trouble stretching my knee, now that my knee-cap was missing... But hey you don't hear me complain! We had like... SO MUCH FUN!
The way back to the condo we started having our doubts if this wasn't a bridge too far. I felt like I did something perverted that wasn't right, and I didn't even wear heels on the way to the quay where we shot these gorgeous series, Davy did!
Maybe this was a one-time thing so cherish these precious ones, ok?
>LOVE YOU ALL<
4th of August: the new 4th of July!
My god what fun we bitches had! First of all: the colours on these pics are just RA-VI-SHING! For the first time in aaaaages temperatures were somewhat summerish, the sky was blue and we were alone at Davy's place. NEED I SAY MORE? A flourishing garden, a cellar packed with cooled booze and fresh fruit, a Cybershot and a closet stacked with high heels and handbags! We started the Marquis de Vauzelle à Epernay at 2 P.M. , by 4 we were finishing our third bottle and pictures were taken as if there was no tomorrow!
Wasted, yet conscious of the events... Browsing through Harper's Bazaar on a sunny afternoon.
I felt embarassed in his place! His parents are on vacation yet he manages to call them for every li'l retard-question like how to start the fountain, how to connect an iPod to the stereo that controls the outdoor speakers in the gazebo, if he needed to keep count of what bottles we drank to work on the inventory afterwards... WHAT ON EARTH! My god Davy are you sure you're living here for the past 1.8 decade????
After these little organisatorial delays were resolved we got our materialistic claws on the bag-collection once again. I chose a Takashi Murakami by LV to match my newest Dsquared trunks. I know it's last season with a capital L but hey, d'you know they still sell the multicolores? I saw it in the window this week! I felt so retarded...
Though TM is fun and shit, i decided to go Birkin to trigger the divine effects they're so known for. The shimmering of the brassware is just legend.
What light is light if Birkins will not be seen? (William Shakespeare)
My god, we left our Hiltondays behind more than a year ago, yet it's spirit wanders deep within the pools of our souls, only emerging from it to gasp for air when the scent of alcohol enters its vains...
As if he just smacked down a papparrazzi with his bag at Nikki Beach, looking down on him with attitude and adrenaline...
 J'ADOOOOORREEEEEEE!!!!!
I'm praying for the day a hot manload splashes in my face like that...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA >^F I L T H ^< !
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