Posts tagged sock bun
Bonjeezy! What up? I HAVE A SOCK ON MY HEAD BUT YOU CAN’T SEE IT, HA!
Okay, maybe you can see it a little bit. It was my first attempt at sock-bunnage and I didn’t yet know that I was supposed to use hairspray. Split or no split, it’s pretty freaking cool.
If you follow me on the Twitters, you may recall a certain freakout over this a few weeks back. I Tweeted multiple times. I was impressed.
I’m glad to have finally tried it! Was thinking about wearing it to shoot this evening since I was told to keep my hair away from the lavaliere mic (my side pony be rubbing all up on it making crazy noises in the director’s ear!), but want to have a bit more practice first. Maybe next time. You guys can watch and know that the blonde chick’s got a sock up on her head, BWHAHAHA.
Anyway, it’s my Sean’s birthday today. His ARSENIC birthday! Doesn’t he look fly?
We had a party for him Saturday night, which is where that photo was taken (by Casie – thanks!). If I knew how to bake a cake, I’d bake him this one…
But I don’t make cakes and there isn’t time to comission one and Sean isn’t really into junk food anyway. I’ll steam him some broccoli and brown rice… with sprinkles!
Moral of the story? I didn’t buy you or bake you a cake or even a heart shaped pizza, but I DID find some pictures of weird cakes on the Internet and I love you so we’re good, right? I’ll give you your real present later. (Hint: It rhymes with Men Bee Eh Meague Pass and I just hyperlinked to it and you already know you’re getting it WAH!)
Happy birthday Sean Sean!
Don’t understand why that stuff is funny? Maybe this is more your speed (said the pretentious nobody). Sheet, who am I kidding – I SET that speed. CATSANDCATSANDCATSANDCATS.
Good on ya, buddy. Damn.
C’est tout. Bye bye.