my BHAG and the setting of one massive intention.

i'm putting this out to the universe: by christmas (of this year) i will be in a committed relationship with an amazingly scruffy, successful man. he is a writer, with a collection of plaid woven shirts, crisp denim jeans, and sperry topsiders lining his closet. when it gets cold, he dons a pea coat and minimalist gray thermal scarf.
he doesn't believe in socks, which is great because neither do i.

he opens my eyes to the world of literature, i open his to the world of fashion. together we shop the farmer's market on the weekends, walk the sea wall, and take in a new restaurant, exhibit, or movie.

i've tried plenty of fish (as you've all witnessed) and i've tried match.com. this man i'm describing does not believe in internet dating: he prefers reading to internet surfing, and only opens his laptop up to blog or download documentaries in itunes.

this means that i need to:
1. get the hell off POF
2. get out in the real world.

i'm taking a challenge: the 'how i met my man' challenge (as desperate as this makes me seem).
i want to know how you (all 3 of my readers) met your husband/boyfriend/partner, and i'm going to re-enact these events and see what happens. call it my version of a 30 day challenge.

email me your stories @ kthrn_douglas@yahoo.com
let's make this happen.

been a while since i've had a good POF story.

attached to a message:


i don't really have much else to say.
he's been single for 6 months, looking for someone to spend the winter months with, and lives in burnaby.

he told me he liked my pics. i told him i'd recommend not flashing ass until at least the second or third message.

gut check.

i was skimming over previous blog entries i'd written and came across this excerpt from one of my very first entries, in which i'd set my intention for the year:

my mantra or words for 2010.
happy--i will find what makes me happy and i will own it.
trust--i will learn to trust myself first. when i can learn to trust myself and my decisions i've made in life, this will then open me up to trust my friends, coworkers, and hopefully, potential mate in life.
calm--i will learn to let go, and i will learn to relax.

the year's half way over...but i don't feel as though i'm half-way there.
not even close.

time to reset and commit.

amazing.

out of control and absolutely delicious.

as photo-ed at london fashion week by tommy ton.

boobs out on the runway.

boobs on the runway is neither sexy nor shocking and i'm SO over it.

maybe if it was a white dress shirt unbuttoned just to there channeling a naughty secretary madmen revival, but a sheer shirt with full on nipple i just find distracting and mildly disturbing in an 'i watch you shower through a peephole' sort of way.

boobs out at jason wu.

boobs out at alexander wang.

boobs out at thaikoon.

fall=boot season

i found these today and i think i'm in love.
they'll love me for a long time and keep me warm at night. i wonder if they like cats and cuddling.

over the knee boots by jeffrey campbell. i'd give you a link, but i want to be the first and only to own them.

clogs update.

somebody please take away my credit card because for some reason, i think these are the best things since sliced bread.