Better Than Prom

If Paige or I lived anywhere near a mall (besides Harold Square's Manhattan "Mall") we would definitley be those ANNOYING girls trying on every dress in the store, taking pictures, and then politely piling the dresses somewhere, leaving, and re-fueling with a jumbo soft pretzel before going to the next prom dress store. Definitely.

The Manhattan Mall, though it has a soft spot in our hearts, just doesn't cut it as a prom dress destination. Thus, Paige and I are left to live vicariously through other girls wearing pretty and impractical dresses.

Here in New York City, we take impractical dresses to the next level. Today is the day after The Costume Institute's Met Gala, where young starlets, models, Oprah, and rock star's daughters dress in the most fabulous of haute couture and strut around talking to Zac Posen and Taylor Swift.

"Fabulous", however, is subjective. This morning, Paige and I had too much fun texting, bbm'ing, and emailing each other our thoughts on everyone's chosen couture. Like the prom dress-gossip that occurs the day after prom, this is our version of trashing and praising last night's Met's gowns.

Paige's Thoughts:

Its no secret that I love gold lamme and a plunging neckline, I also

love rompers. Lets face it, I love pretty much anything that a background actor in

"Scarface" would have worn, that why I'm really into Chanel Iman's

kind-of-scary, definitely-blinding jumpsuit.

Betty Draper is one of my all-time favorite gals, and I let it go when she

sucked at hosting SNL, I let it go when she divorced Don,

but I cant let this go. She looks like a crazed flamingo superhero

and it makes me very uncomfortable...

Speaking of uncomfortable... PADMA! Just, no! Girlfriend is obviously
really loving her post baby-bod, which is great and everything but
the coper color, the feathered boobs, her stylests apparent lack of a
steamer... pack your knives and go.

Carrey Mulligan, or as I'm goign to call her now Car-Mug is making me

really sad in all these pictures of her. Doesn't she look like shes a

bit more properly dressed to go on a tractor ride at a fun apple

orchard or soemthing? She could pick fresh strawberries and put them

in those hideous pockets, as at treat for later.

Margarita was my "nombre" in Spanish class in high school, its also

one of my favorite things to put in my mouth, but most of all its

Margarita Missoni, I really wish we could be friends, we could share

questionable head gear.

Sienna's navy, plungy, sluttly, lacy getup was a favorite of mine. So

was her date, who is the only blond adult man I've ever felt

attracted to.

Holly's Thoughts:

I'm not a Kate Hudson fan, but she's is one of the greatest flat-chested starlets of all time, and for that reason combined with this being a killer dress, I like this one.

Much like Paige's love for Betty, I love Joan, although am deeply intimidated by her boobies. I mean she is really asking for it, wearing this baby. Blue balls anyone? We are also pretty sure no one is looking at the bird-like decor on her shoulder...

Maybe it's just the summer angst deep inside of me, but, hell-o, slip'n'slide much?

This sparkle disco twirly gown is awesome. It's a Paige/Holly favorite. As if being married to Ferris Bueller and having a job as a pretend sex writer weren't enough, this dress makes us even more jealous of the life of SJP.

Blake famously picks out all of her own stuff, she considers it self-expression. Here, I think she is expressing that she has taken up cha-cha classes and is glad that pants season is over. Or maybe she hurt her bum playing cornhole and this will help when she needs to sit down. Also, is she singing or talking in this one?

This isn't a Halloween party pic circa 2003, but one featuring Dolce and Gabbana's flapper/lingerie/bondage looks at 2003's Met Gala.

Linda Evangelista looks pretty drunk.

Forever Your Girls,
Holly and Paige

Maturity Index: Nobody Puts Baby In a Corner

So, we cant always do EVERYTHING together... Sometimes Holly has to be a surrogate sister and sometimes I have to drink a giant margarita with my best friend from high school, that doesn't mean Holly and I don't love each other.

This weekend was HOT, that means sunburns, soccer games and frozen adult beverages. Lets see how our independent weekends shook-out.

Paige:

Friday:

-Office party festivities start when Paige and Sarah open a bottle of free Prosecco that was sent to Sarah in the mail a few weeks ago, they drink out of novelty champagne glasses, co-workers join- Age 40

-Paige and Sarah, along with the office interns take a taxi to Happy Ending before the party starts to "help set up". Meaning that they ordered drinks at the bar and watched the interns struggle to set up the sound equipment- Age 23

-When Steven arrives to the party he brings Paige a duck sandwich- No age just...

-Holly and Paige take pictures together in the mirror of the bathroom, on Holly's cell phone- Age13

-Steven and Paige leave the party and go to dinner where Paige gets sleepy and grumpy when her noodles take too long to arrive, Steven puts Paige to bed shortly after- Age 6

Saturday:

-Paige wakes up and heads to the Bleeker Street book store she loves. There, she purchases "How to Lose Friends and Alienate People", she hopes this will make up for the fact that she is also purchasing "Bergdorf Blondes" which, she explains to the store owner is for "research". Paige realizes this sounds dumb and scurries out, embarrassed- Age 23

-Paige and Emily spend the early afternoon laying out on the pier off Christopher st. They eat PEZ and complain that the posse of Speedo-clad men around them are playing too much Aaliyah and not enough Gaga- Age 14

-Paige and Emily meet up with Sarah and Emily's roommate they eat a VERY early dinner at around 4:45 pm- Age 68

-At Caliente Cab where they also had 24 oz Margs in novelty glasses- Age 18

-After watching The Hills, reading Us Magazine and discussing how Shiloh Pitt is being raised as a boy, everyone starts to primp for an evening out- Age 19

-Everyone gets dressed and ready but then distracted and watches Dirty Dancing twice in a row- Age 3 (because thats how old Paige was the last time she watched Dirty Dancing twice in a row)

-Emily, Paige and Jess teach everyone their "clip on" dance move that involves interlocking knees and some synchronized bouncing.- Age 20

-After a fair amount of pre-gaming and Swayze-worshiping everyone heads to Revel in the Meatpacking District.- Age 22

-Typical Meatpacking shenanigans.... Paige has a sleep over at Em and Jess' where they gossip and eat pizza- Age 13

Sunday:

-Paige wakes up early and walks to Ground Support in Soho, complains about "schvitzing in this DISGUSTING heat", this complaint comes 4 days after her complaining "its so cold that I just want to DIE, i can barely feel my toes"- Age 70

-Paige and Chrissy lay on the roof in bikinis and talk about boys. Eventually it gets too hot and they go downstairs and order an extremely random meal from a "Chinese" Restaurant that also curiously serves mozzarella sticks, they eat their food while watching "The Hangover"... again- Age 14

-Paige and Steven get dinner at The Mermaid Inn Oyster Bar, they order the Grand Platter which includes 18 oysters, a bowl of muscles, 12 clams, six king crab legs and shrimp cocktail. Steven accuses Paige of eating 70% of the seafood treats, this is probably the case- Age 23

This weekend I hit the ripe-old age of 24.6, which is almost EXACTLY how old I actually am! I guess the best way to achieve a mature balance is complain about the weather and watch Dirty Dancing.... Lets see if Holly was more or less mature this weekend...

Holly
Friday:
-Go to Brasserie Ruhlman after work with coworkers for champagne and wine-Age 40
-Boss asks if anyone would like French fries, everyone declines as Holly says, “oh yeah, yeeahhhhh French fries”-Age 14
-Everyone politely sips their one glass of champagne, Holly’s is refilled 3 times, which is awkward because everyone totally notices this and Holly is 5 years younger than everyone there-Age 19
-Holly loudly blames refills on closeness to wait staff station, which is absolutely untrue-Age 17
-Holly politely excuses herself to go to an all-you-can-drink-bourbon party in China town-Age 23
-Holly wobbles into Brasserie Ruhlman’s bathroom (marble sinks people) puts on a pair of cutoffs with her working girl blouse and slips out the side door so coworkers don’t see outfit switch and most of Holly’s thighs-Age 16
-Holly joins up with all the ladies at Happy Endings and excitedly orders her (free!) tumbler of Maker’s Mark-Age 19
-And makes a pout face with each sip because straight whiskey will do that to a girl-Age 16
-Holly goes to have dinner with Shawn and his Argentinean grad school friends-Age 30
-Grad school friends did not just suck down 3 glasses of champagne and tumbler of whiskey, yet Holly manages to act sort of sober around sober scientists-Age 24
-Passes out at 10pm on a Friday-Age 12 (Twelve year old’s that aren’t having a slumber party obviously)

Saturday:
-Holly and Shawn decorate Buffalo cake for Shawn’s sister that reads, “Happy Buffday”-Age 15
-Frosting for breakfast-Age 13

-Gets out pineapple chunk-flavored ice pop and lime-flavored ice pop, starts on the pineapple and gives lime to Shawn, but makes him switch because lime is totally better-Age 9
-Shawn leaves and so Holly decides it’s okay to have post-ice pop dessert of Tastee Delight-Age 9
-Tastee Delight on Bedford Ave. is closed on door and Holly does the violent door pulling even thought Tastee Delight it clearly CLOSED-Age 9
-Holly goes into to the city to do Mother’s Day shopping but instead buys herself some things including $5 worth of bodega frozen yogurt-Age 16
-Holly goes home to make salsa to bring to Shawn’s sister’s bday bbq-Age 28
-Holly shows up at bbq and immediately starts recruiting people to finish the handle of deli tequila she got for free-Age 24
-Holly opens up herself a bottle of wine and get’s for real jealous when Shawn’s sis starts talking about her prom dress and still “having” to find glitzy prom shoes-Age 25
-Holly forgoes Revel to instead talk about all the things one can do when they’re 18 (lotto cards, Playboy, Playgirl, oh, and the right to vote)with Shawns birthday sister-Age 18

Sunday:
-Holly goes to Shawn’s soccer game forcing Shawn and his team members to put on sunscreen-Age 52
-Holly doesn’t put any on and get’s fried-Age 12
-Holly goes home and has tub of Acai Sorbet and half a bag of veggie chips while watching The Hangover with Paige and Chrissy-Age 15
-Holly goes to Dumbo bbq get schmoozed by Kristy’s new main man-Age 24
-After 2/3 bottle Chilean wine and 2 mojitos Holly:
-brings up Kristy’s relationship status with Kristy’s new man (will he meeting Kristy’s parents when they come in 2 weeks?)-Age 52
-complains about the dog, Betsy, not being able to bark, and is therefore a useless dog-Age 12
-does NOT fall down the stairs while wearing large wooden shoes-Age 24
-strokes Kristy’s beautiful hair and comments out loud on it’s shine and texture-Age 15
-finally, a car is called for Holly and is asleep by, on a SUNDAY, 12:30am-Age 20

This weekend I was 20.23, which is understandable considering ice-pop swaps and loudly banging on a Tastee D-Lite door, hey, it was hot out remember?

So I was a bit older than Holly this weekend, thats okay! There are no winners or losers in the Maturity Index! Next weekend Holly heads back to the midwest to celebrate her sisters graduation from nursing school, while I hang back to finish all the Georgi in the freezer and borrow her clothes without telling her!

Forever your girl,

Paige

Eggs, Steak, Men, and Happy Hour

Eggs, steak, men, and Happy Hour. Sounds like an ideal brunch combo, however this list of seemingly dissimilar things have something in common: they are all things that people are particularly picky about, and everyone thinks "their way" is the best. These things are not like the jeans in “The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants” where one pair of flared Levi's fit America Ferrera AND Blake Lively. No!

Magic pants, or just stretchy jeans?

These preferences are tricky and personal. For instance, I won’t touch over-easy eggs, well-done steak, or men that wear hair gel. I also try to avoid a Happy Hour that doesn't reward my patronage with a killer special on well drinks (vodka!). And while it’s easy to turn a gross over-easy egg into yummy scrambled eggs, take a steak off the grill in time, and stay away spiky-haired guidos, finding the perfect Happy Hour is hard.

Obviously, Happy Hour is incredibly important to us. But why? Lets discuss:
-Happy hour is essentially drinking after work, which is when you REALLY want to be drinking- Check. -It (usually) doesn’t go until 4am, which is fine by me because we are getting too old (ie this isn’t college) to party till 4am on a Monday- Check. -It’s usually cheap- Check. -It has the word ‘happy’ in the title- Check. -We live in New York City, literally an endless buffet of Happy Hour destinations- Check.

So, Happy Hour should always be a joyous and dazzling occasion, right? Depends, sometimes there is unrest! Unlike Beyonce or Jill Zarin, Paige and I are not cool enough to have our friends follow us wherever we want to go, sometimes we have to compromise.

Therefore, we've been to Happy Hours with an abundance of hair-gelled patrons, Happy Hours at bars with TVs, Happy Hours with NO PBR (for Paige) and Happy Hours with vodka drinks over $3. We do this for the ones we love, for our friends who love frat boys who love sports. We owe it to our fabulous and patient girlfriends, who have on many occasions, joined us at bars packed with bearded, unemployed, hipster men, men with questionable hygiene and footwear, who love PBR and other cheap drinks, but will never buy you one.

Last night we chose to say "I Love You" to our girlfriends by suggesting Happy Hour at the new dude-packed Brother Jimmy's in Union Square. How did this compromise treat us? Well, despite Paige getting elbowed in the head by a boy wearing a visor who was trying to aggressively hug Kristy, pretty darn well!

Instead of 12oz. cans of PBR, they had 18oz cans. And instead of paying for $8 vodka drinks a sweet natured, pleated khaki-wearing gent named something like "Cory" paid the fee. We got to see our girlfriends, catch up, watch boys hit-on them and enjoy what ended up being free drinks (as long as we drank them from two foot long straws, whatever)! Yay!

So last night was basically “Sisterhood of the Traveling Happy Hour” if you will. You see, sometimes a well-done steak is pink and juicy on the inside, sometimes you meet a guido with a heart of gold (Tony Danza!) and sometimes a fratty Happy Hour at a cheesy BBQ joint in Union Square doesn't even feel like a compromise.



6 girls drinking for free, thanks to men rocking khakis and visors!- Check

These pics were actually taken on TWO different Brother Jimmy's happy hour trips...

Happy Wednesday everyone!

Maturity Index: Bikes, Hammocks and Other Ways You Know Its Warm

This past weekend we rode bikes, made treats, watched an embarrassing amount of The Hills and adults made the mistake of inviting us into their home! Did we behave? Let's see how it all played-out on our scientifically-sound Maturity Index...

Friday:
-Holly goes to Karl Denson at the Brooklyn Bowl after pre-gaming with tequila she got for free from a deli-Age 22

-Paige, Kristy and Chrissy drink fancily-crafted, pricey cocktails at a chic speak easy in the 'hood- Age 27

-Around 1:30 am, Paige, Kristy and Chrissy walk home, leaning on each-other and commence making powdered mashed potatoes and watching Cruel Intentions on the CW before passing out on the couch (waking up just in time to cry a little bit at the final montage where Reese is driving away while wearing Sebastian's sunglasses and "Bittersweet Symphony" is playing)- Age 19

Saturday:
-Paige wakes up, roasting. Her electric bed, is set all the way to 10 and she is wearing sweatpants and a flannel shirt and, curiously, matching socks while the sun beats through her window. She decides to start her day- Age 42

-Holly has banana walnut bread for breakfast from Bakeri in Williamsburg-Age 52

-Bakeri bread is followed by a bodega banana Popsicle, just before 10am-Age 6

-Paige goes to the West Village to get her bike from Stevens house, while she is there, she puts his ceramic dog statue on his couch and takes a phone pic of their "practice pet" wearing her sunglasses, laughs hysterically, alone- Age 8

-Everyone meets at home and prepares for the first official group bike ride of the summer- Age 24

-Before they can ride, everyone stops at Vanderbilt Bikes to put air in their tires. While doing this, Chrissy accidentally adds too much air to Holly's old-ass tires and the tires literally EXPLODE. Holly lets out a blood curdling scream and Chrissy is temporarily deafened- No age just, really?

-Holly hangs behind to get new tires while the rest of the gang heads towards Red Hook in search of the famous Red Hook Ballfied Taco Vendors- Age 23

-On the way there Paige and Sarah buy $4 bike helmets from a Tony Soprano-alike, who's gnawing on a nasty cigar and staring at Kristys boobs- Age 18

-Meanwhile, Holly is back at Vanderbilt Bikes trying to set a good example by pretending to look at pricey $34 helmets in an attempt to influence a group of well-dressed cyclist children - Age 56

-Paige makes everyone take a detour to the Gowanus Canal where she makes everyone stop and listen to her talk about the history of the canal, and other boring facts- Age 60

-Finally at the Ballfields, tacos are nowhere to be found. The gang contemplates heading to close-by IKEA for some Swedish meatballs and a new slipcover instead.- Age 30

-The gang rides their bikes to Steve's Key Lime Pie Factory and munches on mini-pies while waiting for Holly and her new tires to catch up- Age 13

-When Holly arrives she tries to feed pie crumbs to the fish in a Koi pond- Age 6

-Divulging more fun facts, Paige points out that the Key Lime Pie factory backs-up to The Real World: Brooklyn house. "Yeah the season with the transvestite"- Age 16

-Everyone rides back to Prospect Heights where, because of the earlier taco fake-out, they decide to quench taco cravings by trying out a new place on Vanderbilt Ave. The prawn and chicken tacos are divine, and come with 5 free chips- Age 21

-Sarah wants to flirt with the man behind the cash reregister, but when he comes outside to talk to the girls they notice his braces and the fact that he's "smoking" an electric cigarette... He also calls the girls "Jersey Girls", so they hop on our bikes and ride home, agitated- Age 14

-At home everyone takes turns taking showers, painting nails and watching The Hills marathon- Age 16

-Holly returns from the grocery and liquor stores with supplies to bring "treats" to Shawn's Earth Day Rooftop BBQ- Age 32

-These supplies include:
-Rum- Age 26
-Peach Georgi Vodka- Age 19
-Ingredients for green and blue Rice Krispy treats- Age 9
-(Fancy) Chips and Salsa- Age 23

-Holly and Sarah commence to making an "earthy treat" Paige invented, called "Earthballs". Earthballs happen when you make a blue batch and a green batch of Rice Krispy treats and mash them together into balls that "look like the earth". This is made even better when you place plastic animals on top of them (we always keep plastic animals on-hand at our house for occasions such as this)- Age 10

-Paige looks-on, cocktail in hand, like a disinterested stepmother, as the other girls do the treat crafting -Age 45 (treat crafting involves buttery hands and the chemical prosesses involved with marshmallow goo and food coloring)

-Holly makes her version of "simple syrup" for Mojitos, which involves putting the mint into the water and sugar combo while its on the stove, which no one else thinks is correct. After it is made Holly absentmindedly pours it down the drain because she is distracting herself by chatting and working simultaneously. She has to make it again, when she probably shouldn't have made in the first place- Age 90

-Everyone is finally ready and carries Holly's offerings of Earthballs, rum, chips and $6 salsa, and curiously colored simple syrup to the train. Though it is cold Holly is still wearing a crop top, and Paige is still wearing cut offs- Age 16

-Holly pairs her crop top with her bunny-skin Juicy Couture hoodie- Age 18 (circa 2004)
-Paige pairs her cut-offs with 6 inch wooden clogs- Age 18 (circa 1974)
-Paige is wearing a jacket made of material that will NEVER decompose (polyster and aluminum?) and Holly is wearing real fur and two types of leather, Go Earth Day!-No age, just that we are rarely so off-theme.

-On the roof, everyone enjoys the expertly barbecued food, hot dogs, burgers, black & tan marinated sausages, turkey burgers, "triple dipped wings" and grilled onions. Which is washed-down with fancy artisanal beers-Age 34

-Embarrassed at how many wings they've been eating, Paige, Kristy, Holly and Steven dispense the bones from their wings on Chrissy's plate. Point-out that it looks like Chrissy had around a dozen wings on her own. Make a big deal out of this. Paige tells her that her plate looks like the boneyard from the "Lion King"- Age 14

-After dinner Paige, Holly, Kristy, Chrissy and Sarah form the record-largest girliple on the roof-top hammock, they make Steven climb dangerously high on the adjacent roof to take pictures- Age 13

Soon, its time for desert. Holly and Paige nervously present their Earthballs, topped with toy animals. This offering is overshadowed by a professional-baker guest who has bested them with beautiful and delicious red velvet mini-cupcakes. Holly and Paige console each-other with the fact that their treat was much more on-theme- Age 11

-A light rain begins to fall and the girl group eventually makes its way inside the apartment, they sit on the couch, browse "High Times" and Holly talks about the soccer game on TV, much to everyones chagrin. A plan is devised to head to Spring Lounge down the street- Age 21

-Before leaving, Paige points out that Sarah's shoes look like thespian "stage shoes". Paige and Sarah begin singing New York-themed Showtunes (in their best "1940's voice) and doing jazz hands-Age 67

-At Spring Lounge everyone stands in the middle of the bar, dancing halfheartedly to Tom Petty songs as their meat meal sits heavy in their stomachs- Age 50

-By 11pm everyone decides that the night probably hit its apex of awesomeness in the "Ham(mock) Girlpile" and everyone heads home- Age 24

Sunday:
-Paige and Steven go to brunch at The New French followed by an open house- Age 42

-Holly goes to brunch at Le Gamine and covers her meal with spicy French mustard while trying to get her boyfriend to talk about his Hebrew School experience-Age 24

-Holly, Shawn, Kristy and Chrissy watch more of The Hills marathon and discuss the pros and cons of plastic surgery-Age 19

-At Stevens house Paige watches "The Assassination of Jesse James" and texts Holly about how awesome it is, to which Holly responds "Its awesome, but its scary, it's shitballs scary."- Age 16

-Back in Brooklyn, Holly and Paige sit on the couch and eat Laffy Taffy push-up pops and finish The Hills marathon, watch a really depressing 16 and Pregnant, and go to bed at 10- Age 15

So, guys! Despite all The Hills-watching, treat-eating, and teasing that went on this weekend, our average age was 26.5! Thats the most mature we've ever been, if I'm not mistaken. Let's chalk it up to the open house-attending and the fact that we hung out with some married people at that Barbecue.

Next weekend, we celebrate two birthdays! Paige's employer THE L MAGAZINE turns 7, and throws a boozy bash, followed by beloved FDP gal Emily's belated 24th celebration. Plus our apartment turns youth hostel with 3 extra guests!

Forever your girls,

Paige & Holly

BRAIN PORN

"I saw the great minds of my generation destroyed by hotness"

You guys, this is so awesome that when I was watching the clips I almost burst into flames. I know, we talk about him too much, but we had to help spread these tidings of good cheer.

It was confirmed today that the ultimate in brain porn is actually going to be available to all. The much buzzed-about Sundance fave "Howl" was picked up by a studio with actual money and will be in theaters in September. With James Franco as Allen Ginsberg and JON HAMM playing is defense lawyer in the trial that took place after the awesomely awesome "HOWL" was published.

Excuse me, my eyes are bleeding.

I'm getting heart palpitations. The Beats, Jon Hamm, James Franco, movies, California in 50's, sticking it to the man?... thats like 6 of my top 10 favorite things. If they could figure out a way to include neon accessories, popsicles, puppies and bike rides in this movie.. then we'd really be in business.

See you in September!

Forever your Girl,

Paige

PS- I just googled "James Franco Pillow Case" because I wanted to get Holly a present. I couldn't find one.

Maturity Index

Blindfolded and eating Mustard

The weather was warmer than was predicted, and we had more booze than was predicted. Let’s see how last weekend added up!

Friday:
-Holly goes home and cuddles with sleepy Chrissy on the couch while reading about Anne Sextons steamy letters to a monk in Sexton’s autobiography and simultaneously watching The Shining-Age 42
-Paige and Sarah come baring gifts of champagne, raspberry vodka, and gifted, grossly syrupy strawberry liquor-Age 21

-Free, gross, berry liquor drinks are made. Everyone except Holly spits them out-Age 14
-Paige squeals with joy when she realizes a brand new Degrassi episode is on, and fills everyone in on what the episode is about as she has obviously been watching the previews for it since last Friday- Age12
-Everyone agrees Degrassi episode about a pervy basketball coach who forces his star player to "do it" with a prostitute named Stacy was “awesomeeeeee”.-Age 13
-Everyone says they are hungry and so we all make another drink-Age 24

-Everyone FINALLY gets motivated and gets their butts to Union Hall to play bocce. -Age 24
-Bocce waitlist is 9 inches long and Paige pouts a little bit, and then falls asleep on Holly’s shoulder-Age 7
-Everyone decides to take a cab home, but instead make a pit stop at the soccer bar Woodworks-Age 24
-Order 2 cans of Modelo, Woodworks Nuts (Paige, “WOOD NUTS!”), and a gruyere grilled cheese-Age 16
-Grilled cheese comes with world’s most delicious pickles. Paige announces this, and the creepy waiter asks Paige (2 inches from her face) if she "wants more of my pickles"- Age 15
-Girls eat pickles, and WOOD NUTS, and grilled cheese and stumble home to bed-Age 21

Saturday:
-Holly wakes up to go to kickboxing class and is polite to the sweating, grunting man in class who has positioned himself within elbow's length -Age 24
-Paige, Sarah, Kristy, and Chrissy enjoy a brunch of, of course, pizza- Age 22
-Holly is in need of “cheesy cappuccino” to drink while walking around Fort Greene. Everyone follows suit stopping at our favorite bodega for delicious cappuccino that comes out a machine-Age 17 (note: delicious beverage DOES NOT contain cheese).
-Holly saw a white dress with see-through cutouts on the way home form gym and makes everyone look at/gawk at dress in Fort Greene urban boutique-Age 16
-Everyone goes in What’s Next? Urban shoe store. Soon, they have to leave because it smells like a port-a-potty and carries threatening tank tops that feature a "7 Deadly Sins" grapic-Age 16

-Everyone gets a manicure-Age 14
-Holly picks out several neon colors for Paige, which Paige is of course contemplates, but shocks everyone by picking an off-white shade named “Walking Down the Aisle”-Age 42
-Paige gets “wedding jitters” and has her manicurist take off the milky white color and replace it with a more appropriate highlighter-yellow shade-Age 12
-Paige and her manicurist swap shopping tips-Age 13
-Paige and Holly hold hands and show off their manicures. Decide their hot purple/yellow nail combo resemble the colors of 90’s basketball team-Age 12, but are making 90’s jokes, so age 24
-The girls go to Target and Holly pouts because no one else wants to buy an electric snow cone machine. Paige complains and pouts about not wanting to spend money on a new hairdryer, even though her old one sounds and smells extremely dangerous-Age 12
-Holly buys Chex Mix (that she opened in the store) and plastic popsicle makers-Age 11
-Paige buys a value pack of Hello Kitty chap-sticks that she shares-Age 11
-Holly goes home to watch the new household copy of New Moon-Age 15
-Holly and Paige meet up in the city later to discuss having an ebay store collaborate on their blog-Age 24
-Holly and Paige share a quick PB&J and then part for the night-Age 14

Sunday:
-Paige, Holly, Chrissy, and Holly’s bf share some homemade brunch and subtly argue over NY Magazine’s Best Neighborhoods in New York, (ie Why does it mean that Greenpoint has the most atheists AND gymgoers?!)-Age 24
-Holly and boyfriend go to the Guggenheim to see the new Haunted exhibit, Holly is disappointed this actually doesn’t involve seeing pictures of poltergeists-Age 14
-Paige and her friend babysit, they take the baby to a playground they get nervous about the baby falling and hurting herself, they return to the baby's house to find themselves locked out. They attempt to take the baby to a bar to "hang out" till the parents get back, and instead end up feeding her pea soup at a cafe and taking funny pictures of the baby covered in green slime- Age 19
-Paige and Holly meet at home later to conduct a much needed Mustard Mystery Test-no age, because this was a little weird even for us

-Holly makes more raspberry liquor raspberry vodka diet lemonade cocktails to cleanse palate while tasting mustard-Age 21
-Holly and Paige go about blindfolding each other, and putting mustard on each other's faces while their boyfriends draw and read quietly nearby-again, no age, just, we are lucky to have each other and people that put up with us
-Bedtime: 10:19pm-Age 17

This weekend we proved to be 19.4, which we understand. When blindfolds and nuts are involved we know things can get a little crazy. Next weekend there’s a funk concert at the Brooklyn Bowl and Earth Day, which means the need to recycle beer cans and Georgi bottles!

FDP Trend Showcase

Paige and I are notorious for “working”. We write our blog, email each other about our blog, and check Saturday’s Lifetime movie schedule all while getting paid. What we don’t usually mention, is that we look and even obsess over other blogs. We of course love all of New York Magazine’s blogs, Grub street included. We read food blogs (orangette.com!) and our friends’ blogs. All of these have witty commentary, tell personal and embarassing stories, or fill us in on who Jill Zarin has recently pissed off.

Our favorite, however, are the ever controversially relevant fashion blogs. We envy their shoe collections, shiny hair, homemade ripped nylons, and spectrum of combat boots. Let’s remember here that Paige and I have JOBS and therefore cannot go around wearing shirts that only cover up half our rear ends with some lederhosen. So Paige and I say F#@K IT! We are going to have a little style section on our blog. Sure 85% of our clothing will be Forever21, and 0% will be a pair of Alaia platforms, but so are most of the outfits we see strutting through NYC. We will, however, like our beloved favorite fashion bloggers, mock/reinact/give a shot at the fashion bloggers signature poses, facial expressions, props, etc.

Best/Most Used/Rediculous Fashion Blogger pose ever: The Sad-Faced Squat

Our Version. See. We are squatting and looking...sad...

Why take our standard shot of us smiling, hand on hip, in our kitchen, when we could get a shot of the two of us frowning in front of the milk section at the grocery store?

This is one of our fav bloggers wearing fur AND faux felt AND faux blood

Of course, we will show our followers our point of view. For example, had this been our freshman year in college our point of view would be short denim skirts.

Nicely paired here with leggins...

Wohoa! Jean skirt with sheer lace top and JWOWW hoops.

I should probably stop now. But more fun FDP fashion to come!

Forever Your Girl,
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