Last night Nikki and I went to the premiere for the new Bravo show “Double Exposure” and sweet cracker sandwich were there a lot of drag queens there. And this is New York–drag queens aren’t out of the ordinary. But you’re never going to be the most popular girl at the party when you squeal “OMG it’s Naomi Campbell!” only to have someone point out that “Naomi” has an Adams apple. Fail.
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Most of the time, I think I look like a cocker spaniel…or a duck. Maybe a cocker/duck hybrid. Cockaduck. Hm that sounds like a porn. Anyway, every so often I do special things like “bathe” and “brush my hair out” and the result is pretty damn foxy if I do say so myself. Check out pics of fellow Downtown Girl Nikki sluttin’ it up in LA for MTV’s hootenany. Hot hot hot!
Ahh! I feel like I adopted a baby! A gorgeous, 87 inch, icy blue velour baby, complete with silver grommets.
It cost me a pretty penny but I feel like such a grown up. I don’t think I could love this couch (and matching chair!) more if I’d given birth to it.
My new thing is taking pictures of myself when my boobs look kinda big. Its like writing down a dream before you forget it, just so you know it happened.
I’m not used to them looking large and in charge, so I’m quick to document it just in case they feel like packing their bags and heading off to Kim Kardashian’s house.
Nikki crashing on Duncan from The Buried Life, who was crashing the MTV stage after the show ended. By far, the most enviable seat in the house. 
4:45 am. En route to the airport, heading to LA for the MTV Movie Awards. Not too awesome to be leaving the house when most people are still coming home from Tenjune. There’s nothing I hate more than sunrise. It creeps me the fck out.
