Saucy tidbits and shameless self-promotion

Lately, I have the internet attention span of a toddler jacked up on Mountain Dew and Skittles.  If you're like me you can barely make it through a entire blog post what with the heat and pudding brain.  So I've conveniently divided up my most important weekly happening into easily digestible oh shut up here's some shit I've been thinking about.


First and foremost, your favorite mediocre Madame has been nominated as everyone in the world's favoritest design blog of all time ever at Modenus.  I know, right?!  Motherfuckin DUH.  

mmmhhh.... toast

There are nine other disgustingly more awesome blogs than me on the list but I'm somehow happily in the middle!  It's an honor just to be nominated, seriously.  *cue loser's forced smile and gentle clapping*  Head on over before 5 pm on Friday August 5th and cast your vote for ME - it's super easy and I might win something...  I'm not sure.  Honestly, the people in the lead deserve to win so I'll be happy to just stay ahead of Apartment Therapy - they are only 4 votes behind me but it gives me infinite pleasure to say I beat them at something.  Mwahahaha!  

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And then there's this:

not quite so Stepford in real life

Seriously y'all, I think I've turned into a pain slut for Pure Barre.  Once upon a time I was a dancer - not necessarily a good one with my over-enthusiastic jazz hands and mediocre competition styling - but I'll always have a deep love for proper turnout, blistered feet and mirrored walls.  Whether dance fostered my love for sequins or merely gave it an outlet we'll never know...  Pure Barre builds on a ballet base and throws in a little yoga, pilates and torture for maximum ass-lifting, thigh-burning, core-destroying good times regardless of your skill level.  It's my new zen space.  I highly recommend it for all you former dancers out there or just anyone who needs their ass to have its own come to jeezus moment.  I swear you won't need a safeword.

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Do you think this girl has done Pure Barre?

found here but original source?

I don't care though because I'm more interested in her color palette.  I have mixed feelings about purple and mint green by themselves and just the thought of combining them makes me *shudder* and yet I love it here.  And throw in some yellow and orange?!  Even worse and yet I LOVE IT EVEN MORE.  Ok that headdress probably helps...  I tend to wear shirts at home but I reject pants as much as this girl and enjoy an overdramatic accessory or two so I can get behind a look like this.  You probably haven't made it past the boobs, huh?

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But enough about my fake Friday nights...

These illustrations by Alvaro Tapia Hidalgo are rockin my world because RAINBOW WOLF!!!  But his portraits of tv characters and horror icons are pretty badass too.  Rawr.

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Southern Living proves once again it's indispensable for all my casserole recipe needs and in providing local hotspots that I don't know about.

image from Music City Rambling

Bluegrass Underground is a concert series held 300 feet below ground inside Cumberland Caverns in McMinnville, TN.  That's right - bluegrass in a cave known as The Volcano Room formed 3.5 millions years ago.  What are YOU doing this weekend?  I think this would be perfect for my birfday next month and I can't believe I've never heard of this - I'm such a bad Southerner.  No idea if you have to dodge bat guano but I think it's still worth it because the acoustics are supposed to be near perfect. Also there's a motherfucking chandelier in there!  If you can't make it down to McMinnville PBS is airing a series filmed there starting mid September.

Do you think it would be too much to wear a horsehair headdress to an prehistoric hillbilly concert?  I say neigh!

I better go start teasing my headdress so don't forget to head on over and VOTE FOR ME!  Spoiler alert: I'll still be here next week if you don't so it's cool...