Showing posts with label enrique iglesias. Show all posts
Showing posts with label enrique iglesias. Show all posts

Monday, July 26, 2010

Jersey Shore coming to Cleveland

What? Your friends don't look like that?
In honor of the start of another horrendous yet highly-addicting show known as the Jersey Shore, my friend Lia is debating on having a party Thursday night to celebrate this train wreck of a show I can't stop watching. (Oh, and I think we should all dress up as the Jersey Shore for Halloween, but we have a few months to get that going.)

This is the same girl who threw a Gossip Girl party at the start of the season and will probably host another one this fall. She had "I heart NY" cookies, punch and we all had to wear headbands. Of course, right!

In case Lia feels like bailing with her party, I figured I'd help her plan it (with all of your help of course).

Some must-have's at this party:
-Hair gel
-Stilletos, preferably clear ones like you would find on a stripper's feet
-Shirts worn as dresses
-Hair extensions
-Poofy hair straightened
-Self tanner
-Black eyeliner and
-Fist pumping music

Oh, and let's not forget to use the Jersey Shore Name Generator. On Thursday, I will simply be known as "A-Scream."

What am I missing and what is your Jersey Shore name?

Dear Enrique: I still heart you.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

take back our love

Dear Enrique,

I'm sorry I was unable to make it to this video shoot this past weekend. I know, I know but I had to attend the Mom 2.0 Summit conference, hang out with awesome moms, eat cheeseburgers and wear a Burger King bag on my head.

Anyway, Ciara wasn't a horrible choice to replace me in our duet - I'll forgive you. But, just so you know, I would never throw your clothes or expensive artwork into the pool.

Maybe we'll catch up the next time I'm in L.A.

XOXO,
Allison


Saturday, September 27, 2008

holy hotness


Everyone has a celebrity crush. The BF's local crush is Abby Ham. And, he's obsessed with Megan Fox - seriously, who isn't at this point.

While watching reruns of America's Next Top Model on MTV, I was reminded of my crush because they were in his video. Put me in a leather bikini, slather some oil on me and I would be your video vixen, too.

Oh, where have you been? You haven't had a popular song in a few years, Enrique. Come back and sing to me. My friends and I loved Escape, Be With You and Bailamos. I know you were secretly singing them to me. If you haven't dumped Anna yet, do so and I'll lose the BF and you can sing to me in spanish.

Watch this video and you can't tell me you don't want to have sex with him. I think it's the pouty look that gets me.