So what did you guys think of this year’s VMAs?

I hated it.  I really didn’t like any of the performances either.  And I guess it’s cool that MTV used Paramount studios to create like, movie-like scenes and meshed them with some of the performances, but what totally sucks is that none of the performers really took advantage of that.

Yeah, you have stuff blowing up, and there’s Pink breaking mirrors and windows, which is typical of her to break shit, but seriously, where’s the wow factor in that? They were all boring as hell.

Also, the awards took place literally at like a small venue, and the capacity of the room (yes, ROOM) could probably hold a little over a hundred.  Or even less. You know, that explains a lot though, I was checking out the prices of the tickets to the VMAs a while ago and all of them cost at least a thousand bucks.  The cheapest ones usually cost around hundred.

But anyway, I’ve watched every VMAs ever since I was a little youngster, and every VMAs was always held at some large, extravagant amphitheater, so to bring the VMAs into a small, cheap space for the first time makes me feel claustrophobic and not as privileged.

And the host—Russell Brand—isn’t that funny, at least not in the awards show.  He talked about the Jonas Brothers the most, and the fact that all three of them have purity rings.  None of the jokes referring to the “Jo Bros” wasn’t even close to funny, but Brand wouldn’t give it a rest.

To conclude, VMAs is the worst VMAs of all time.  It definitely did not measure up to their previous awards show.  It was at the lowest of low.  It was the suckiest of sucked.  Host sucked. Setting sucked.  Performances all sucked. I want my three hours back.

After I had quit my job, I made a promise to myself that I wouldn’t be retarded and buy retarded stuff that I wouldn’t need.

Well…let me start over that promise again. I found a pair of really hot and stylish gladiator wedges today, and only problem was that it came in two really good colors that I could totally rock, brown and black.

When I can’t decide between two colors, my instincts would tell me to buy both of them, and that’s exactly what I did, I followed my instincts. I know, I know, I’m going to be homeless and end up selling counterfeit designer bags, like cuuchi and channel , on the streets if I don’t stop this addiction.

There are women who can’t stop shopping for clothes, makeup, accessories, and or bags. I just can’t stop buying shoes, and btw, I need another separate closet for my shoes, because that shit is taking up space, for real.

So if any of you guys catch me at the mall (which has happened before), and I’m about to swipe my card, please don’t hesitate to slap my hand from swiping. I won’t hold it against you.

And yah, I did have to pose with them and take pictures-they were THAT hot. The brown ones go with a lot more outfits. And I guess I could wear the black ones whenever I’m feeling a little dominatrix-y.

Hi party people! This entry is going to quick and painless. I just want to wish all of my fellow Americans a happy fourth of July.

I’ll be sporting my patriotic pants (see photo below). I really dig them.

Have a safe night!