WHY WASN’T I PRESENT?!
they really missed an opportunity with Tom Jones there. Why didn’t they bring out Carlton?
Merry Christmas ya’ll!
(Source: femburton, via fuckyeah1990s)
Your dad wore neon before you did and he’s got a pink shirt buried in his closet to prove it. His wardrobe was a rainbow technicolor nightmare. Opening his dresser drawers was like staring into the sun because his tees were a radiant bitch-slap to your eyeballs. Each day he looked like a highlighter had vomited across his outfit and stained him with its luminescent sickness. The fashion world called him a bright-tastrophy, but lady gazes were always fixed on his flash because he stood out from the drab backdrop of society.
So hipsters, next time you’re glowing in the streets after channeling a 1990’s color palette in hopes that you’ll be fresher than the freshest prince, remember this…
Your dad could wear neon because he was noble, just like the gas.
Special thanks to paillettes-phosphorescentes for today’s photo.
this tumblr speaks to me
Top 5 Thoughts of the Day
1. Procrastinating: a paper about race and The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. Although I love the subject matter, i just can’t seem to word my thesis properly and therefore I have given up before even starting.
2. Eating: Bottega Louie cupcakes from a pretty great person. dangerous. fell asleep after eating the first one. contemplating the second
3. Wanting: a bitchin’ Shark watch, but they’re SOLD OUT. should have kept the one I stole from a frat guy (stupid conscience)
4. Anxiously awaiting: a preview (free!) screening of THE MUPPET MOVIE. seriously. this saturday. I’m getting there hours early. camping out. gotta love USC (and the fabulous Comedy festival that I’m exploding with excitement about)
5. Listening: Calling - Alesso & Sebastian Ingrosso. Over and over again. Not because i’m suddenly into electronic music, but because it reminds me of some stupid ’90s/’00s pop song but i can’t put my finger on it. HELP?!
Fun Fact: Quincy Jones is the cab driver in the Fresh Prince theme song
meeting people for the first time.
When guys meet for the first time:
When girls meet for the first time:
(Source: jamaicanbarbies, via awesome-i-fucking-blogged-that)
