Soo guys, I have really exciting news…I’m in LOVE. Reeeeal love, you know the wonky type that makes you all loopy and day dreamy and you’re writing out your full name in cursive Mr. & Mrs. so and so (Yeah, I know cursive! What a catch!) back on subject…ah yes! All I can do is twirl my hair and hum excruciatingly happy songs , HUFF HUFF SIGH! I only know how to be miserable, dammit! I’m assuming you’ll want to know who/what this lovely object of the little affection I have left to give is, hm?
MEXICOOOO! I belong there. We’re getting pretty serious, that country and I. I already picked out a house or 18 so it’s essentially a done deal. I even have a stray dog named Pancho waiting on the beach for my return, you know me and my strays… at least I’m not a crazy cat lady, eh? Sad thing is the crazy cat lady never finds a crazy cat man.
I suppose you’ve guessed it by now, I just returned from a much needed vacay with my extremely fabulous (unsuspecting) boyfriend. Don’t let him in on my Latin affair, y’all. We had the most fantastic time! Here let me show you so you can all be so jealous of my bronze goddess status. I might be a little hasty there, I’m more so just a bit “toastier.”
Seeing as my cabana man geeks out over sharks, (like I wish he liked me as much as he likes them, a girl can dream!) when we were presented with the chance to swim with whale-sharks we of course: A. got really excited B. I was drunk(this will make sense momentarily) C. paid the little mexican men and went on our merry way to be excited and roam around! Now this is where my being drunk comes into play, I didn’t really think twice about the whale-sharks because of my liquid courage and the fact that “Obviously people do this all the time so what the hell!?” We had to wake up very early to catch our mexi-van and I woke up an hour before I even needed to be awake sitting there in bed the entire hour thinking about all the whale-sharks that are going to eat me. OH and the other animals that are all going to surely eat me because “my coral bathing suit is hot dammit! I WOULD EAT ME FIRST!” You know, if I were something ferocious looking to score a dank ass breakfast… After I got over all 347 ways I was going to die we eventually made it to this little guy:
This is Richard AKA Ricardo our little mexican jumping bean we adopted while abroad! Actually this rico suave ladies man was our whale shark guide and he was quite the handful, he may or may not have offered to buy me off of cabana man at one point or the other. He only thought it over for a few minutes before turning him down! SO ROMANTIC! Although he did makes some really amazing ceviche and kept me full of beer…perfect man? I think so.
Before even getting on the boat to get to our whale-sharking some lady instilled in us that whale-sharks do NOT eat people about 54 times but she obviously didn’t know that I had already died 347 times in my head about 3 hours prior and after seeing this photo TELL ME THAT WHALE-SHARK IS NOT ABOUT TO JAWS THAT DUDE! Plankton, my-sweet-coral-swimsuit-wearing-ASS! Anyway seeing as Richard loved me he held my hand in the water and torpedo kicked all the way up to the whale sharks head where I was able to swim next to it before he swam away from all of us crazy’s. At one point I was next to his tail which we had been instructed “Do not get next to the tail it is very powerful and will murder you” or seriously injure you, whatever. They swim so fast that I was next to it’s tummy, looked out of the water then went down and his tail was all up in my personal space. I live life on the edge, obviously.
Here is the massive tail. By the way, if you haven’t already figured it out they’re HUGE. The largest one recorded was 41.5 ft and I just know that off the top of my head. Obviously cabana man is similar in nature to the Honey Badger seeing as he doesn’t give a shit because this photo looks like he was about to be murdered by that big ol’ fin! My hero!
Here’s my coral ass and the whale-shark.
If you had asked me at this exact moment when the happiest moment of my life was I would have said “RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW, I LOVE MONKEYS” but I had been drinking. The ugly monkey I have on my mentally challenged hand would be “Whiskey” and I’m not sure why I remember that because he was god awful to look at and for the life of me I don’t remember the cute monkey’s name who is sitting on the Ape’s head that I’m holding on to. Cute Ape, though. Also notice my amazing Free People tunic making it’s first appearance in public! Mexicans loved it!
Fun fact about me! I LOVE SNORKELING. We snorkeled a few different times in different places and they were all great, I saw lobsters, happy fishies, ugly/mean fishies, coral, sea urchins and other exciting sea monsters!
Just being yummy under water! Fact: it’s possible to be sexy in goggles
We made a day trip out of taking a ferry over to Cozumel and it was probably my most favorite thing we did. So gorgeous, fun and it just wore me OUT!
These big moon looking rocks went a bit out from the beach and looked over all the pretty water and were basically just weird and great. I had fun playing a conquistador for all of 15 minutes! So many deep holes and ways to die how could I not play?!
BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAh…AHHAHAHAHAhahaaaaaaaah. Okay now that I got that out of the way…this is our little buggy we had for the day. I’ll spare you the details but it was an adventure to say the least, one that makes me burst into laughter every time I think about it. This orange little shit made my day.
Mexican Ferrari! Yes, that’s all they referred to this as. I kinda love it.
We went into this state park thing(something of that sort) where they had sweet dolphins that just popped up out of the water wanting to hang out with us but we were on to bigger better things….
MANATEE! If you know me, you know I just live for Manatee. Favorite animal hands down. All they do is hang out and be fat and CUTE did I mention cute?! Sooo cabana man got me a few pictures to fuel my obsession. You’re living for them too, no?!
Diving was my most favorite activity out of ALL of the activities. I had never been so I was a bit stressed because when am I not? I was afraid my head would explode but the most that happened was my ears were really pissed off at around 20ft below but then they finally decided to get along with 20ft + after a while of suffering. They also hated me for 12 hours after that but SO worth it! This photo was me trying to get the whole “I’m breathing under water and not dying” bit as you can see the stairs where we jumped on in behind us!
This is Jesus, apparently he lives underwater in Cozumel…sooo much for my Atheist ways, hm? There he is in all his glory. Massive! There were a few other statue bits under there but nothing cool like Jesus!
Here’s my wonky dive tank wanting to get away from me, obviously. I’m not sure if this was post battle scar or not but I was injured in Mexico, y’all! If you’ve ever been diving you know that they put a weight belt on you as well as the gear that weighed about as much as me. I was really heavy underwater and at one point I stopped in the wrong area, thus sinking onto some coral and when I went to swim away it scratched my sweet little thigh. It’s still there, just as ugly and gross looking and I’m wondering when it will go away. Hm, maybe it’s cancer!
Now THIS is amaaaazin’! We went into a cave and in order to get in said cave you have to swim through a minnow wall! Thousands of these precious little minnows leading into a big black scary cave full of asians carrying flashlights. (I don’t think that’s an all the time thing though, we were just lucky)
Getting in the last of that perfect Mexican sun! I’m living for it’s lack of ozone! And those necessary tropical drinks!
Aww, I love when he creeps on me! I look like I belong.
So this was actually just a ploy to see how many of you I can get to move with me to Mexico because I’ll need a fan base there, too.
I’m all out of words and it’s just making me sad now! Boo hoo! I’ll be back soon with my usual postings, loves!
xo Sarah







































































Candy paint, I have to rep my city…right? I just feel like I really deserve it. Of course I’d have to move off Homestead and such but that won’t be a problem at all!
Sorry it’s so large, I know those hips can be a bit to take in at first glance. Mostly because they rule so hard. The top is actually just a $14 tank I found from Target of all places that reads “MY PLEASURE” which totally works out perfectly for my new pencil skirt obsession. The skirt was around $13 from Forever 21. I don’t necessarily shop cheap because of my awful habit of not being able to save money because of the amount of fancy necessities I buy, but when I do find a complete outfit for under $30 and it’s as cute as THAT? C’mon, how can you not get all hot ‘n bothered?!
First night I actually wore the skirt out. I wish it weren’t so blurry so you could see all of the vintage jewelry I recently stumbled upon from my grandmother’s collection. It’s all to die for, as usual.
If you can’t tell this was my gay pride parade attire. It was incredible in case you were wondering. That skirt was also a recent buy and it’s safe to say I have more feelings for it than I ever have for a man. I adore it.
This is just a random purple dress with pockets. I like purple and black. That’s about it. I also enjoy dresses that have pockets. Sorry these are all iPhone photos. During my wordpress hiatus I became hip and got an iPhone. All I do is play angry birds so I’m not all too sure that I’m really considered “hip” 2 months later and I’m still rather iRetarded.
I don’t even mind that they are call ‘Chica’ but they are by Irregular Choice and are $150 and I will for damn sure be getting my chola on in them shits. Trust.
The original trio. Beginning of our summer celebration.
Beginning of May I attended a wedding in Alabama. Upon getting off of the plane we went to the zoo.
Ahhh, plastic handles of whiskey and Smalls falling out of a truck. If only I remembered.
Ahhhh Houston Free Press Summer Fest 2010. Dance party 2010.
No this wasn’t just placed in my mouth for the photo. It remained there for the 20-30 minute ride to some place I don’t remember being at. Needless to say…it was awesome.
Getting my lake livingston attire ready!
































































































