Lazy B Photo Roundup

So, here's the thing. My whole "live blogging" thing sucked more than Over the Top. (Just kidding, that ish was gold.) My timing didn't work out, and I ended up creeping on Starbucks' wifi for a couple of minutes here and there to bring you what I could. Instead, I have compiled a bunch of the photos I took in this pile of nonsense. Here we go!

Central Park gold statue deal. Tourist: Party of one.

Dem buildings sure are purty.

Badass bootie/sexy heel hybrid at Oscar de la Renta

Eeeek!

Damnit, Alexander McQueen windows. Why are you so clean and glarey?

This was supa dupa gorge

Bergdorf Goodman has THE BEST DAMN WINDOWS

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My Beauty Blogger of the Year Contest Trip: Livin' It Up, Like Ja Rule Said (With Lots of Beauty!)

Me eating NY chocolate mousse and whipped cream, in moderation..Duh.

Go read my big ass recap of my trip with Allure magazine. Did I get to ride a unicorn??? Maybe...



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I Think I Died.

Andre Leon Talley walked right by me and I was like one foot away from Oscar de la Renta. Oh, crap. ALT totally caught me taking this picture, didn't he?

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I'm Freaking Backstage at Oscar de la Renta, B's

Holy crap. Holy crap. Holy crap.

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Best of Beauty Party! Ahhhh!

Okay, so I was supposed to be LIVE blogging everything. Ha. You should have known that my massive laziness would interfere with that ish. Quit being so obtuse. (I don't even really know what that means, but I have always wanted to say it. I've also always wanted to throw a drink in someone's face, but that doesn't really apply here.) So last night was Allure magazine's badass Best of Beauty party, and I GOT TO GO TO THERE! (That's a 30 Rock reference, I'm not THAT terrible with writing.)

 

And here's what I wore, because I know you are all DYING to know. (Cough, cough. Yeah right.) And, yes, those are sequined leggings. Stop freakin' judging me.

Here's the boss ass view from the party. It was completely gorgeous. I met a ton of people, and it was completely fantastic. I didn't take anymore pictures at the party, because I didn't want to be a weird creeper.

And here's all of the SWAG that I got with my prize. Good Lawd, that's a lot of beauty products. Hot damn, this ish is crazy.

P.S. I'm really not "live blogging" because my hotel charges like $14 a day for internet access, and hell to the naw. I. Will. Not. Pay. That. Mess.



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Pretending to Be a Baller is Yawesome.

I'm here people! I schlepped my heavy ass bag to the hotel (Which is super fancy and awesome. I heard Kimora Lee Simmons is staying here, so it's no Motel 6.) And look at the toiletries -- L'Occitane! What the what??? You're like SUPPOSED to take these, right?

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And So It Begins...

I woke up a little, um, early. I'm nervous as hell. Ackkk!

And here's my suitcase. FOR LESS THAN THREE FREAKIN' DAYS, PEOPLE. Seriously, what is wrong with me? Oh, and it ended up weighing like 59 lbs. Not. Necessary.

I'm about to board the plane, so stand the eff by.


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