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.

the night we became jersey shore girls

It all started with a few martinis and glasses of champagne and a few hours later, we had planned our friend's bachelorette party to be at the Jersey Shore and gave ourselves nick names.

Because that's what you do if you go to the Jersey Shore.

Lia as Lil' K.


Me as Alli-oop


Katie as Bubbles


Michelle as Twinkle


Bachelorette party planned so all that was left to do was dance and sip on some more more martinis to ring in the New Year.

Starting off the night


Boys using chopsticks. Action Shot!


Watch out Jersey Shore


After we devoured many sushi rolls and drank one too many martinis, we moved on to another bar to join the rest of our friends. Apparently the DJ cancelled and our friends were in charge of the playlist.

Well when we didn't like a song, Michelle decided to be the DJ, changing songs after only a minute until a manager yelled at her.



We all had a blast and I hope you and your friends and family did too. What a start to the New Year, eh?

Gel out

If you haven't heard about the Jersey Shore, you've been living under a rock and apparently not read a single newspaper or watched any primetime news program. (Yes, primetime news is covering this amazing gem of a TV show.)

Rewind back a few years and my friends and I found ourselves on spring break in the beautiful city of Acapulco. It was our senior year and the five of us were super excited to go - it was a hilarious trip with black mail pictures to prove it.

Anyway, apparently our college break aligned with Ohio State and every other New York and New Jersey schools. So, it was a bunch of midwest girls surrounded by Italian boys. We met a group of guys on the first day and hung out with them the whole week. Yes, they were Italian and from some school in New York (clearly not important at the time.) We are talking accents and all and sometimes I felt like we needed a translator.

Anyway, these boys didn't do the gel-hair-thing. So, they would yell at every other Italian who did (I think Pauly D was probably there) a guido.

Can you spot Pauly D?


Now, not being Italian, I was pretty sure it was odd that another Italian was calling an Italian a guido, right? Well I was schooled in the world of guidos by these boys and they assured me they weren't, but the fools who tattooed themselves with italian flags or tribal symbols, wore chains and gelled the hell out their hair, were in fact guidos.

Some of non-guidos with us


In order to fully understand the haaair, here is a video showing how Pauly D does his haaair on a daily basis with a step-by-step blow out. Be schooled, young ones, be schooled.