Friday, July 29, 2011


This clip montage from Happy Endings makes me smile from ear to ear (and maybe wheeze a little with laughter) every time.  It SO reminds me of my friendship with Jeremy and it. Never. Gets. Old.

"OhmyGod, I feel like I've known you so long. Are we going to fight? No. I'm gonna go get you accessories - ok? Bye. See you soon!"

"OhmyGod snore, geez skank, have you ever told a story? I'll take it from here--ok CUT TO--cuter waiter walks ups, right..."

"Alright. And. Air. And. Off."

"WHATSUP SKANK!? Wwweeeeee!!! Ugh. I'm fat."


I've been begging Jeremy to be a guest blogger on CBL (my new slang for Carrie Bradshaw Lied) FOREV and he keeps "saying" he'll do it, but um....has he? NOPE.

Leave a comment if you want Jeremy to be a guest blogger on CBL (!!!) or DON'T leave a comment because NO ONE BESIDES MY MOM, CASSIE, KTdaQT (**noted**) AND CAROLINE EVER COMMENTS.

Say something. I believe in you. And the power of Jeremy's diva-ness.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Monogram This

If you're following the fashion blogs like this girl, you've seen this West Avenue Monogram Jewelry available at Max & Chloe everywhere.

For those of you/us whose initials aren't changing anytime soon, I think you/we need to buy this. I mean....LOVE.  Don't y'all think this is the new Carrie necklace? I hope so, because my "10k gold" is now bronze. Not cool. Any of  you who know me know that Kat prefers the ghetto gold (so many Carrie  references in so few sentences! Excitement!).

**warning: f-bomb dropped at the end of the clip (well past 1:15)**

Ghetto Gold = 0:50 - 1:15

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Call me Aunt Kat

While at the beach with my family in June (you might remember a post about this here and here), my older sister, Sarah Thorne, announced on a cookie that now lives in my belly she was preggers!!

She and her hubs of almost 6 years are expecting a bundle of joy in December.

After the initial excitement of the announcement, it wasn’t long before we were all guessing the obvious…will it be a boy or girl!?

Disclaimer: all that matters is a healthy baby. I know this. We all know this. Having said that first…

Call me sexist, but of course I wanted her to have a girl. Hello?? Have you looked at this blog?? I like girly things – PINK, Barbie, dress-up, baby dolls, tutus, ballet, pigtails, princess outfits, dresses, sparkle shoes…it’s obvious I’m a fan of all things female (I realize because I’m saying this I’ll have 4 boys).

I think it’s obvious we’re having a girl!!! I can’t wait to meet my precious baby niece who still doesn’t have a name so for now she shall be called Lady Davis.

Dear Lady Davis,

I hope you like pink things and shopping.


Aunt Kat

Friday, July 22, 2011


Today's post is going to require a little help from you -- just go there with me.

I need you to play this FABULOUS Robyn jam, Call Your Girlfriend (liking her ridiculous outfit is not required).

At the SAME TIME I need you to play this sassy boy's solo dance to Madonna's Vogue, but put the video on mute so you can only hear Robyn.

Watch these two shake it together...I LOVE IT. I CAN'T STAND IT!  They both have some excellent moves that I plan on learning and whipping out at Anna McKissack's wedding.

This has brought me so much happiness I can't even explain it.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011


Where do I even begin? Most intense, nonstop, high energy, ridiculous trip of my life. And I do mean that in the best way possible. A time to celebrate my beloved bestie from elementary school-onward, Anna McKissack (soon-to-be Wise!), was bound to be thrilling and legendary, but combine that with some of the most hilarious and ridiculously fun girls EVER = BLAST.

My only pic with the bride!! A little caddywompus.

Sisters, hometown girlfriends, college girlfriends and post-college girlfriends created a group of 14 that could not be ignored. Anna is pretty amazing herself so while all 14 of us weren’t necessarily best friends; it doesn’t surprise me that by the end of the weekend we wanted to be best friends!!

Waking up at 5:00AM with Rebecca was the beginning of my Friday. After running through the Dallas airport and thanking Jesus we made our flight to Vegas, we were ready to get the weekend started by noon.

Dinner at Table 10 followed by a long night spent at Tryst Nightclub brought a lot of laughs and fun fun times.

A Saturday spent at Aria’s Liquid Pool & Lounge (Have you ever heard of a pool/lounge/day club? Because I hadn’t.) was interesting and brought some excellent people watching.

A little afternoon shopping brought me to Caesar’s Palace, where every Jr. High boy and myself basked in the glory that was, “OMG! The cast of The Hangover was once here…this is awesome.”


A lingerie shower for the bride followed by dinner at Union Restaurant was soon to follow. The finale of the night – Pure Nightclub (Don’t you love the super-cliché names of clubs? One syllable—Liv, Pure, Tao, Palms, Tryst, Haze, Jet, Rain…ridiculous).

At least half of the girls on the trip had flights leaving Las Vegas between 6AM – 8AM on Sunday morning. I was 90% confident several of said girls would be missing their flights.

I was wrong. Coming in straight from “da club,” packing and heading to the airport proved successful – one even went to the airport in the dress she went out in. My flight didn’t leave until noon, but it was quite the struggle

In the end, this was one of the craziest, energetic, most fun trips of my life and I couldn’t be happier that I was there to celebrate one of my longtime best friends last weekends of singledom! 

Ok. I have to go to sleep now.