Idolizing Mokee

You may remember that Mokee recently had a little wound on his nose. It's been about a week now, and his nose isn't any better. In fact, it might be worse. Aunty Stephanie placed one of those blue cones around his head so that he can't make it worse, and my mom has been calling him cone head.

To make Mokee feel better and show him how much of my idol he is, I decided to follow in suit. I did this to my nose when dad gave me a raw hide. I wasn't hungry, so I decided to "hide" it for a rainy day. I placed it in a corner and began "covering" it with imaginary dirt by scraping my nose along the floor until I was satisfied that it was well "hidden". Somehow, I have no idea how cuz I did such a good job hiding it, mom found it and took it away from me upset at the sight of my nose.

I can't wait for my blue cone!

Love,
Qori

Shopping Spree Weekend

This ENTIRE weekend was filled with one of my favorite things (that I discipline myself on). SHOPPING!

Friday, just after work, I couldn't contain myself any longer and decided to leave work a little bit early and go to Nordstrom Rack. My how I love that place! I bought a total of 5 items (purse, skinny jeans, a pair of shoes, and 2 jackets. In total, I spent around $380. To see the great stuffs I got, check out this video.



Saturday was the long-awaited Mac & Beauty filled day with my sister and my good friend Gypsydancermacaholic. We had been trying to get together since last year and even before I went on my trip to Peru. We were so efficient (beauty-wise) going to the Mac Cosmetics store for makeup, then the Apple store to get Gypsy's laptop fixed (her "G" key popped off, we thought it could've been because Google has two Gs, but now that I think about it maybe it's because of her name), a quick trip to get Steph's eyebrows threaded (video to come later), a yummy Burmese lunch (Gypsy's suggestion), and finally back to the house to enjoy all our goodies and record the following haul video:






Yes, indeed, we bought a BUNCH of stuff. I also gave Gypsy a wooden llama with a silver bell around its neck from my trip to Peru. Horrifically, when she unwrapped it, the llama's little ear had broken off and was no where to be found. I try so hard to bring back unscathed nick knacks from Peru, but there's always one. Awhile later, while Gypsy and I were each on our laptops talking about video editing and youtube (yes, I've found my nerd soul mate), Gypsy heard my sister's dog Mokee chewing on something. I looked under the table where he was and saw a small dark piece of what looked like wood.

"Oh my god! Mokee found the missing ear!........But, he chewed it!"

We burst out into laughter at the sight of the now mauled wooden ear that we had so diligently been looking for only a little while ago. So now the llama has a name, "Holy-llama". (You know like Holyfield? Because Mokee did a Mokee Tyson on his ear?"

Ah what a fun weekend!

Poppin' Friday

Thank God it's Friday!!!! Inspired by the last day of the week, I decided to make my eyes POP with one of my favorite bold MAC colors (well, it's a fave out of my small collection). Newly Minted, with a little bit of Shimmermoss over it. I decided to flare up an otherwise demure and BORING outfit with some color and and a not-so-typical hairstyle for me.

I got the hair how-to after watching Pixiwoo on Youtube, recreating the Scarlett Johansson Red Carpet look.






After I was out the door, I realized that I completely forgot eyeliner!!!! The eyes are so wild, that they didn't seem to need any more... :)

Mokee's Wound

Cousin Mokee seems to have hurt himself today on the nose. It's really close to his scar, so mom tried to clean it a little and give it some love. She wondered where and how he got it.

Neither he nor I are telling her... We paw-sweared....

Oscar the Chimp???

We visited Grandma and Grandpa the other day to lift some spirits (sometimes you need a furry butt or a warm wet nose to cheer you up). There's been a death in the family, and sadly it was an 8 year old child. Let's not get into that... too sad.

When Grandpa got home from work, he joked with me and cousin mokee for a bit. He's given us new nicknames. Mine is "Oscar"....

Mom had a puzzled look on her face until grandpa explained, "You know.... the Golden Boy"...





"Oh.... hahahahaha!"

At least he can admit that I'm a cutie :)

Then for some reason he's calling cousin Mokee (Chocolate Labrador) plain and simply, "Chimp"?????




If you haven't heard the news lately... check out this article:
http://edition.cnn.com/2009/US/02/17/chimpanzee.attack/

Poor Mokee.

Gonna Be a Good Day

The following takes place in the break room at work this morning with an older lady that I never have spoken to but always smile at in the halls:

Lady: "Hello"
Shirley: "Hi"
Lady: "I love your clothes. You always look so beautiful. Are you in fashion design?"
Shirley (smiling)": "No, I just like dressing up".
Lady: "Well, you always look so wonderful, you should be in fashion design."
Shirley (blushing): "Awwww. Thank you so much for that wonderful comment!"

Bless her heart <3


Gonna be a good day

Designer Duds

Posted by Qori, using mom's account.

Mom was cleaning up my bathroom this weekend (the backyard), and I decided to join her and do a little sun bathing while she worked diligently. She was really into what she was doing, so she barely took notice of me. I soon drifted off into a short nap, and when I awoke I saw my mom was staring at me from the other end of the bathroom with a weird look on her face.

She was staring at the collar I had on. Dad has recently been cleaning out his storage and each day, he brings home trinkets from our past that has been in storage for around 3 years. Today, he had brought home my genuine Coach Collar that mom had bought eons ago, and he even took the liberty to put it on me without mom noticing!

The collar brought a smile to her face.

She started to talk to me. "I remember when I bought this for you! You were too little to even wear it, and I was afraid that I had bought the wrong size, but it was the only size available at the time. Anyway, you shouldn't be wearing that. It's only for special occasions."

Then mom proceeded to ramble instead of cleaning my bathroom.

"You have nothing to be jealous about with those fru-fru dogs and their rhinestone collars!" I have no idea what she meant. I'm not jealous of them. They're scared of me.

"Oh look at you! How is it that you own a Coach collar, and I don't even own a Coach bag?" Can I help it if she thinks of me first? Even with fashion?

Later on that night as I was sleeping on the bed, Dad commented, "Anyone looking at Qori right now, would definitely know that he's a well-kept dog." Once again, I didn't know what he's talking about. Especially since they switched out my usual duck jerky treats, for organic mint and oregano biscuits... yuck!.