as somebody with anxiety (like legit, a doctor gave me a note kind, not I read about it on tumblr kind), I can pretty much say you can’t die of anxiety or panic attacks.

A few years ago, when my boyfriend and I were doing some spring cleaning, I realized my favorite shirt got sent to the thrift store. I was super upset as I LOVED that shirt and would wear it at least once a week.

#IstandwithRusteyrantMongagers

Wait. what?

Wait. Does Gaga dye her eyebrows? Why would anyone do that?

TURTLE STORY:

This seems like a good time to bring back my turtle story....

When I got married, the photographer we were originally going to used told me I had to spend all morning taking photos like this; then some more during the cocktail hour.

The hardest moment of my LIFE: picking between the bottle opener and the pizza cutter.

I thought because it was giving people vertigo...

I hope you’re being serious, because I totally do this for nail polish and tights.

Feel free to come by whenever and snuggle/dress up Maxwell!!!

Does a pet count? because I call myself mom sometimes when I explain my dog...

Can I be the snob who says I never like when scotch is added to a cocktail? It pretty much does fine on its own.

Oh man, do not mess with brujas. My husband, who is from New Mexico and does not believe in any super natural anything is hella firm in his belief in brujas. They will mess you up if you piss them off.

You might not be able to keep up with him. He’s hardcore.

Can I sneak my pug in?

Important update from the trial:

Burning Man sounds like a nightmare: hugging and dust.