Favorite Married Friends.

So, I have been wanting to post about my Favorite Married Friends DW&CDW for a while... but every time I start one it turns in to a fucking creepy tribute like they are dead and being immortalized on my blog. They aren't dead and like... I didn't like how I was writing about them so I kept deleting them. However, today after having the BBM chat (thats listed below) with CDW i thought, "this is the kinda DW&CDW shennanigans thats gonna earn them a label in SeshintheCity. (I don't know if yall knew... but like, being a "label" is a HUGE deal... so.... #justsayin... kidding. sort of.)

A little back story: The-Artist-Formerly-Known-As-CD married DW in November and became CDW. and I am only mildly obsessed with them. For them to be married and young and not annoying and corny and fucking whack and never go out or do anything fun is awesome. Like, I have had some of my hardest rages in life with those two. Also, like... DW is sort of a wild man, and CDW is a wild chick, but in a low-key way, so they are a perfect balance. And I appreciate that because I hate people who get married (or really who get into relationships for that matter) and turn into douche bag losers, up each others cracks all day. Whoa, I just got on an unintended mini rant, but I guess that's just a reflection of how much they don't suck??


But, I digress. Anyways... my little chat with CDW just made me miss my favorite married friends and NC as a whole.

Back to my studies.... *dead*

Participants:
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Sesh , CDW
Messages:
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CDW: =))
CDW I'm going through my closet spring cleaning and I'm trying on all these old sweaters from YEARS ago and DW is totally laughing at them and said he wished [you] [were] here to see these things and laugh at me with him
CDW: Sesh...
Sesh: Hahahahahahah CDW! Heyyy
Sesh: Send me pictures hahaha hahaha
CDW: That's what he said but I wouldn't let him. I said we could post them on your blog as "what Sesh's NOT wearing"
Sesh : Hahahahahahahaaha you guys are my fav
CDW: You too Sesh!

back from the dead.

Midterms are finally fucking over. Wow. big bomb there, but I had to drop it because that's just how crucial things were for the past couple of weeks.

I just got home from my first visit to NC. My apologies to everyone I wanted to see and didn't get to. The point of the trip was specifically to go to my friends wedding, and that became my priority over the weekend-- and rightfully so, as it was the most amazing wedding I have been to. CD (or I guess she should be CDW now...) and her boo DW are 2 of my favorite people on earth, everyone knows that. So, no worries, I'll be home for 5 full nights at the end of the month and promise to make the rounds.

I plan to post about the wedding as well as some new lil "features" or whatever--- that I thought of during the times I was procrastinating from my work.

Soundtrack to my life-- Billboard.com

My good friend, who we'll call Akili, had this awesome post on her blog, where she was able to plug in particular dates and billboard.com would tell her what to song was on her soundtrack of he life at the time. So, duh I had to do it too. Here we go:

I burst out laughing when I saw that my most memorable kiss (which occured on july 4th 2002) was Hot in Herre. I remember that song being the jam that summer and watching TRL so I could watch the video every afternoon. As far as the kiss-- it occurred when I snuck out of my house and went downtown with the kid I had a crush on all of Freshman year. I"m pretty sure he was my first kiss-- yea, he was. And I know I kept my gum in hahaha which is hilarious to me now, and I only share that info because it's funny. But I distinctly remember taking my gum out and saving the blue wad on my index finger. oh to be 16 again.

I Got a Feeling is probably the most appropriate song on my little soundtrack. First of all, I'm not sure when I became such a top 40-whore, but I really like this Black Eyed Peas song. The first time I heard it I was driving back late night from some day trip and for some reason it made me cry. I am chalking the tears up to the fact that I was still anticipating my move. Every time I heard it after that I was so pumped, even when SM would switch the station in the car, I'd turn it back like, " bisshh, this is my jam." THEN at my going away party, CD was like " this song totally reminds me of you!" But it was only because of how the guy said "Do it" --- he talks just like me.

So, there you have it. Hot in Herre is my make out song, and I am a top- 40 junkie.

thanks, Akili for the dope post!

sexy-not-slutty: Wedding attire

Like I've mentioned before, I have weddings to attend this fall. The catch is, for 2 of the 4 it is imperative that I look insanely spectacular. Like, y'all don't even know. One wedding is my cousin on my mom's side. If you know my family, you get the need to look amazing. The other is for Denny and CD, and I have to bring my A game for this one too.

So, because I early shop, I have pre screened 2 dresses for each, so that if it comes down to it I've got something to wear. However, I've been browsing for something that is more "bam" like, my style but real sexy. Is there an appropriate way to dress sexy without looking like I've just left my full time job on the corner? The reason I ask is because I attended a wedding of a sorority sister back in Feb. She was a design major in college, and so lots of her wedding guest were artsy and unique. Too bad that translated into club clothes, hooker boots, tramp make-up and over all slutty faces. I don't have any skank gear. In fact, my hooker gear looks like a skanks conservative option... so really I'm in no danger. I don't know... I'm just not into dressing like that, but I feel like every now and then you gotta bust out a lil sunthin sunthin. Here are a few ideas I'm toying with... thoughts? How do you get nice and sexy for a wedding without being a hot tranny mess in the process??

Goodbye NC.

I'm here in the city! E and I flew out this morning and were happy in our apartment 2 hours later. we're having a very slow and lazy Sunday, mainly we made ramen and ate trail mix. E napped while I spent 3 hours trying to set up our wireless. It's up and running (thanks to all the amazing mac users who posted the how-to's for a linksys router....) So we've got internet! As of right now I'm feeling fine, surprisingly. I've had a string of emotional goodbyes, starting on Thursday with Beck and then Friday night at my good luck party. Luckily I was so SFP that I don't really remember how bummed I was. Saturday sucked because my mom and dad left for vacation, then I had goodbye dinner with DW&CD, after which I was super sad. We then went to Raleigh for Liv's goodbye parts (she's moving to New Zealand.) The icing on the cake was having SM and RSJ take me to the airport this morning. Train-wreck. I'm not big on tears, but this week I was OK with it. I feel grateful for the wonderful friends I have, and am so happy to have spent these last nights with so many amazing girls.

On an even more sentimental note--

I seriously feel like the luckiest person in the world. My friends are flat out awesome. I can't really explain what I mean, except that I'm going to miss everyone so much. I know that like, this is the best place for me to be right now. So all my sadness will be fleeting, I'm sure.

OK, thats the end of the obligatory goodbye post.

CD's Bachelorette Party.

A good friend of mine is getting married in November, and I am super pumped. CD (the friend) is like the

quintessential perfect girl. You know the type: good nice girl, super sweet. She never has that bitch-ass stank

attitude that a lot of girls have. Never trashy and dramatic. She's the kind of girl you'd want to wingman you because you're certain she'd do the job without stealing you the guy in the process. Pretty much, if CD was still single, didn't have a job, and was down for drinking cheap beers 3 nights a week,I'd want her to ride out, for sure. Ok, enough with the hardcore bramance I'm writing right now. Awk.

So when her Jack and Jill shower/Bachelorette invite was sent, I made it a point to get back down to NC use so I could make it. Looking at her pictures triggered my hazy memory and I am now 100% positive that it was a top night, and I know for a fact that she had a "sorry I partied" next morning, too. Pretty much, I love this girl to death. These 3 pictures are the before, during, and after... use your imagination to fill in the gaps for yourself. Really, only one word is needed to describe the night, and that word is Rage.