Remember how the other week we were talking about a serious blast from the past with Santigolds new music video – WELL….speaking of blast from the past, our girl M.I.A. is at it again, and I’m liking it.

Two years ago I got  a Twitter account for one simple reason:  I was applying for a job at the popular start-up company and needed a Twitter account.  What the fuck was Twitter exactly?  I didn’t know nor did I care. What could I say in 140 characters that meant anything?  Who knows.

Since then I’ve hopped on the band wagon and am now following 300+ people with 1100+ followers.  Gadamn.  Sometimes, I feel as if I can’t even keep up.  Ever check your timeline after 2 hours and find 500 tweets?  That’s a ridiculous number of things to read through, especially if all of these tweets are exactly the same.  What am I talking about?  The following tweets are examples of why I now hate checking my timeline:

1: “Do you, I’ma do me.” Can someone please tell me what or who exactly I’ve been doing all this time?  I thought I WAS doing me?  According to you, apparently not.

2: “Look at what fabulously gluttonous thing I’m eating today.” I am the biggest offender when it comes to this.  But at least I can eat my own food porn.  WTF am I gonna do with a picture of your food?  It’s not even scratch and sniff.

3: “That awkward moment no one gives a fuck about.” Because honestly, we all encounter awkward moments.  Not all of them are funny and/or worth speaking on.

4: “Look at how drunk I am again this weekend.” (insert pic of Hennessy/Jameson/Grey Goose here).  You’re having a great time this weekend?  Awesome.  But you posted the same picture of bottle service 3 weekends in a row.  What else do you do besides get shit faced drunk?

5: “Me and my boo.” (insert 76541839476th pic of you and your boo.) Y’all are hella cute.  And I’m happy that you’re happy.  It’s just that…. well… that last picture looks exactly like the other 300 pictures you posted of you and your boo.  I know you have a life outside of each other.  I KNOW IT.  If you don’t, you should.

6: Irrelevant complaint #67 for the day to be closed out with the letters “FML.” I don’t really care that the people at your job suck.  Everyone’s coworkers suck.  I don’t care that you can’t find your keys, or your dog ate your homework, or that it took you 6 minutes longer to get home than normal.  I don’t give a fuck.  In fact, you cannot imagine the immensity of the fuck I do not give.  Yes.  Fuck YOUR life.

7: Yet another Instagram’d closeup picture of yourself. With no makeup. Throwing up the peace sign/middle finger. You’re so vein.  You probably think this one is about you.

8: Mundane life detail #89. “work is going by so slooowwww.” …..AND?!

Step your Twitter game up people.  Say something funny.  Say something witty or clever or just don’t say anything at all.  My timeline used to be refreshing.  Now I don’t even want to refresh the feed. (via Mixologi)

Check out the recent featuring in MODA MAGAZINE featuring styles from this Spring ’12’s collection of BOTB! Get ready! Best collection thus far!

photographer & producer Mike Nguyen
wardrobe stylist Kristen M Stuart
wardrobe assistant Nadine C Perez
makeup artist Sparkle Tafao using Ferro Cosmetics
hairstylist Neeko @ DEW Agency, LA and Salon Sessions
hairstylist assistant Randy Madden

The 7 Stages of Eating a Burrito (via CollegeHumor)

We’ve all been there. Hunger pangs so fierce, our stomach feels like it’s going to chew itself from the inside. We want nothing more than a gargantuan asada burrito from the shop. I have never, not ONCE, been able to finish a burrito. I mean, the thing weighs about 2 lbs…. about as much as my son when he was born. Forreal?! But the attempt of eating an entire burrito gets summed up hilariously as only CollegeHumor can. Read on, and eat on friends!

Hey everyone! Long time no type. How ’bout that ride in? I guess that’s why it’s called Sin City. It’s been a while but I’m back with a brand new feature to the Hellz website that we can’t wait for you all to participate in!

The ladies at Hellz love the ladies of Hellz, and are continuously enamored by all your support. But we’d like to get to know you Belles a little better by picking through your wardrobe and brain with “What’s In Your Closet?” Because that’s just what girlfriends do; raid each others closets, and talk a bunch shit!

First up, we have Jessica …

Read below to see what’s in Jessica’s closet, and to learn how you can be a part of “What’s In Your Closet?”

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Hello beginning of work week – I hope you’re ready for me, because I’m about to CRUSH you!!!! Oh, and hello blog reader – if you haven’t already heard, out boys at GPPR will be having a sample sale this weekend in Orange County. To start your week out right, here’s some seriously feisty music for the feisty mood I’m in right now. Get on my level.