A little (not so known) fact.

Some people are just straight up, die hard bitches and no matter if they grow up, move away, or share a bed with you, they will never change, but continue to come up with the nastiest, yet clever, horribly hurtful statements that make you want to literally have them sit in an electric chair and have them electricuted right in front of your face.

On another, more cheerful, im over it, lets move on kinda note...

Im going to L.A. on Friday and im super duper thrilled, because I get to see my brother, and well, I miss my brother lets just put it that way. He's the type of sibling, who when your around the ages of 11-16 you just arn't so close because of that whole rebellion phase and sibling rivalry phase that gets in the way, but I KNOW when we grow older and much, MUCH more mature we'll develop a bond; the kind of bond twins share in their mothers belly, or the kind of bond that atoms have to molecules. something like that. I dunno, but HEY! We're totally heading in the right direction, im sure of it :)

-A

Smile.

I watched this women on the bus today. Her eyes closed as her grip tightened around her umbrella. A thought could be seen on her forehead for I watched her wrinkles contract. Her lips parted and curled upwards. And there on her face was a smile; she glowed with satisfaction.

Just a simple thought produced this seemingly idea that she had reached solitude and fulfillment.

-I.

The Perfect Snack!

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Delicioso!!!

Attention!!!!!!Attention!!!!!!Attention!!!!!!

Alisa and Isabel went to their bio class today to learn that it is not okay to eat peanut butter right now, and it is still an on going process concerning the salmonella virus.
Let's hope Alisa and Isabel survive the next 24 hours.

Oscar, who let the mermaids out?

We wanted to address the huge issue that happened during the Oscars.

The drowning phenomenon of the MERMAID DRESS.

As we all know, mermaids belong in the deep unknown parts of the ocean. Do designers not remember the golden rule about mermaids? They remain invisible to the human eye for a reason!!! So stop it! Stop it right now, you silly designers.






Why! Why? Why!

Our favorites...

Alisa's Number One Pick is the breathtaking Natalie Portman in a lovely purple creation.



Isabel's Number One Pick is the stunning Evan Rachel Wood in a creamy flowing gown.

I want them, I crave them, and then I throw them up.

When I see graying old men I crave cigarettes, but it never ends lovely as my forehead bangs ever so gently against the toilet seat. -I.

The standards have been set.

THANK YOU FOR READING OUR BLOG!!!

Alisa and Isabel first conquered their homework before setting out for another crazy weekend. Even though we ditched all of our classes on Thursday we did so with an ulterior motive, to finish our papers in the library!

Friday 3:30 P.M. -7:00 P.M.
A quick visit to the city that contains our possible futures, we shopped and dined on Haight and Ashbury with our friend G.W. Some good finds were bought and we left satiated with satisfaction.

Friday 9:00 P.M.- 4:00 A.M.
Isabel graced Alisa with a nice bottle filled with their favorite drink! As we usually do, we hitched hiked to a party but unfortunately got dropped off at the wrong street. "This house is like a god damn portal from Harry Potter". Thankfully we followed our intuition along the railroad tracks which led us to our ultimate destination. The party was a highlighter party and although it lacked the black light requirement the room was still packed with people and overly hydrated air. We ran into our friends Grenier, Beckham, and Connolley.

This night became an epic love song. For Alisa and Isabel rode in the moonlight with our knights on shining handlebars.

Taylor Swift: Love Story Music Video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KlbB7qt6v_0

And even with bracing the cold wind and make-up tear drops, it was one of the best experiences Santa Cruz has had to offer us.
After a journey of going up hills, down hills, around cars, into bushes and mailboxes, we arrived at another party. Much is a blur except a few incidents we had ex. Alisa taking a spill and waking up with pear sized bruises and Isabel black out dancing and waking up with a long lined bruise on her thigh.
It doesn't end yet... We finished our night at the Safeway House, were ABSOLUTELY NO TRACE OF MEMORIES CAN BE FOUND. NO ONE REMEMBERS ANYTHING.

Success! (in Borat accent)




Saturday 9:40 P.M - 1:00 A.M
Chinkwopp's Birthday Splash!
After a nice comedy show, that wasn't so funny, Alisa and Isabel hitched hiked to the Safeway house to indulge in a celebration for our good Chinkwopp. Crazily our hitch hiking picker uppers knew Alisa's roommate!!! We definitely took some drinking time off for the fear of relapse from the night before. Yet in the end our fears could not hold us back from sucking on the lips of sweet sweet temptation. We made a lot of new friends, some where a little too drunk and a little too stalkerish. Isabel experienced her first admirer in SC. Yippie! ughhhhe.

And once again we were taken home by Jeremy, Jesus, and Joseph to our humble abodes.

Thank you readers! A&I.

TAKE ME TO LA

p.s. we realized after the video that our words were backwards.

Strawberry Fields Forever

I:"Monarch butterflies eat caterpillars."
A:"They eat themselves?"

A tribute to Valentines Day, what the fuck are we celebrating?

1) It's not a single's awareness day, its a I'm so fucking glad I'm not a cupcake day.
2) I am proud to be independent, surround myself with girlfriends, and smoke a fat jay entwined in trees from Narnia.
3) And as read below, I can make my own sandwich for my own self and submit to no one's request other than my own, Valentines Day is the new selfish I do it my way day.

So Happy Self-entines Day!

Friday, after spending countless hours in the library Alisa joined Isabel in the late hours at their favorite bar and restaurant 515 ( a close resemblance to LA) in a private room. After we made our way to the High house were Isabel smoked too much hookah and was cranky and falling asleep. Meanwhile Alisa was chatting up some new friends while doing the Soulja Boy and Pop, Lock, and Drop It. Jeremy Jesus and Joseph kindly gave us a ride home where we were greeted by our Safeway boys for an interesting late night get together.

Saturday, Self-entines Day...Alisa, Isabel, Isabel's Sister, and Isabel's Sisters Friends enjoyed an incredible brunch at the Crepe Place, which is worthy to go to if you live or if you are visiting Santa Cruz. We then vintaged shopped somemore and Alisa bought a eel skin purse and a beanie.

Eel skin, such a soft material and so afforable! Go buy eel skin!!!

Then we went to the strawberry farm, unfortunately strawberries are not in season.
Yet we enjoyed scrumptious jam tasters and bought truffles.

After our nonexistant strawberry pickings, we went to the natural bridges to find out that there were Monarch Butterflies. Once again, unfortunately the Monarchs had already migrated.
So we smoked a jay instead.

We then later met up and made dinner accompanied by wine and a kitty cat, which was delicious. not the cat.

Basically thanks to you "dominant" white men circa 19th century.

There is no point in being a woman.

that is my research paper.


In a world co-existing of men and women I find myself discovering that even the useless stupid incompetent men that live amongst me will always and forever have more power.
It has been prescribed genetically through women's DNA to be inferior and even with the tactics of sensuality and seduction it still concludes women's non existent power.

Thanks to the shmucks in the 19th century who claimed themselves as doctors and psychiatrists I now face impossible glass barriers to produce myself as anything in this silly planet. I am "crazy" because of the emotions I am not afraid to speak about.

This is why relationships do not work. sleeping with guys does not work. friendships with guys does not work.

To further my point I will never marry, I will never have children, and I will never submit to the ideal role of a women in the kitchen wearing white and making her fat ass husband a sandwich.

Now I understand why all of my English teachers never got married.
-I.

Thriftastic Phototastic

We put together a collection of photos of our great finds from the Salvation Army that we discussed in an earlier post.
So here they are!

White Shirt

Black Skirt
Striped Shirt
Sailor Top
Striped Sweater
Jeweled Top
Striped Shirt
Dior Blazer
Dress
Sweater
Blazer

BREAKTHROUGH FOR ALL YOU DOUBTERS

It has finally been scientifically administered that Alisa and Isabel's friendship goes farther than the radiating epileptic lights, posh séduisant outfits, and consumption of intoxicant bottles containing ethanol and C2H5OH aka alcoholic beverages i.e. mangotinis.

For we found in ourselves little doctors and maybe some little ghrenlins running around our developing mind blowing brains as Isabel swiftly decoded the hieroglyphics Alisa could not comprehend at the speed of light, which I, Isabel, like the master scientist my father always wanted me to be, could.

Quickly afterwards, we jetted off to perform again, a miracle that our Macabee forefathers would be proud of. To our titalating pleasure we found ourselves laughing outloud to the "curveballs and humdingers" our schitzo professor of munching and wellness catapaulted at us.

To say the least we must have superpowers because we.........totally aced it!....YOU NON-BELIEVERS!

Thirft Time! Thirft Time!

Salvation for our souls?

Better yet Alisa walked away with a $3.00 Christian Dior pinstriped blazer. In almost, yet really really close to perfect condition, I Isabel was left in utter competition mode and shopped a little t0o hard but failed to find a label.

Alisa:
- Christian Dior jacket= $3.00
- Striped red and black shirt = $3.50
- Blue and white cardigan= $4.50
-White tank top= $2.00
- Sailor blouse= $4.50

- Blue and white striped sweater shirt= $5.00

Isabel:
-Plaid blazer= $6.50
-High waisted black skirt= $3.50
-White and black striped shirt= $3.50
-Flowery blouse turned dress = $2.50
-Black sweater= $2.50


Salvation, salvation, salvation.

To this weekend:
Friday night we went to support a new founding frat that was too far away as we literally smooshed in a car.

Let me explain. We had two girls in the front seat. One girl in the far right, a boy, another girl, a couple sitting on each other... and lastly Alisa laying flat over them and Isabel laying flat over Alisa. We managed to pass 5 cops, and no ticket. Jesus was on our side that night until Isabel fell out of the car and into a lovely puddle ( thank you combat boots for protection).

Let's just say: jungle juice and very odd and old portraits of some interesting old men embraced the walls.

Saturday night can be called the worst dancers in one room kind of party. Let us take it back to the robot break dance european wearing speedos maybe a little gay kind of dance.
It was quiet a sight.

As we left to find something else to do our night took a turn as we were abandoned in a house without our jackets so we did what we do best. Took shots and danced with two of our good guy friends, you know so we could bare the cold later...

Basically we did not go home that night.

And we were rescued and taken to cover in the Safeway House.
Were Alisa got a bed and Isabel ended up on a couch with an Indian blanket thinner than her.

Shit out of luck in a sense.

If you're stressed...

"Kyphosis, come hither you humpback whale"

Kyphosis:
noun. KI- FO- FIST (skeletal disorder)
cartilidge changes of vertabrae caused humpback.

Have you ever been to New England? Cause we seem to have landed there in the fog, rain, and icy fingers trying to smoke cigarettes without our raincoats. Aderolled-out and sleep deprived we will find a way to make amends with God before our midterms. We are good people, suprisingly possibly the same person; a unit aka pea pods. Or better yet did you know that peanuts are a part of the peach party?

Simply to say we are fucked in everyway and our better halfs (our smart part of our brains) have quickly vanish to the Bahamas induced in mangotinis and beautiful tan muscular men rubbing our toes with delight!

Come back brains, just for today.. you know for that midterm in 30 minutes!

Entitlement. Catch it. Make it your own.

"Do you ever feel like an actual boob? Bouncy, brainless, slightly asymmetrical, answering to no one yet contained in somewhat restrictive casings?" - Magic Molly

Better yet maybe we only feel like a penis and two balls. Never the right size, arrogant, selfish individuals that just stick together when the sun gets a little too hot...

or we can just be human. if that isn't hard enough.

Sunshine from your little girls.

We love fashion so should you.

So here we go with our fashion trends for 2009.

MEN
-long hair
-beanies
-stripes
-fidoras

WOMEN
-tie-up boots
-double strand headbands
-thick belts

Chinkwopp

"Chinkwopp describes Vince perfectly, so now we call Vince Chinkwopp."

A little disillusioned from a failed friday night, we attempted to revive our spirits on saturday night, which turned out to be a success if i might say so myself.

Highlighter party, left with invisible numbers and initials a skewed all over limbs.. behaved like anteaters in restricted zones.

love.
A&I