Pluma a fuego,
Fuego a sangre,
Sangre a hueso,
Hueso a tuétano,
Tuétano a ceniza,
Ceniza a nieve.
I am about to send you over to read a blog somewhere else. It’s way better than what I am planning to write in a few minutes and will buy me some time. But first, I need you to try to get into the same weird hormonal headspace as me. I know, I know but I need you to try. First, if you have the ingredients to make a caprese salad, do that, or if it is appropriate in your time zone have some Sangria, Next hit play on the video above. You can watch a bit before heading over to the link below.
Okay so I have two people who I like a whole lot who have one very disturbing mental health issue. They are Brandiloons. ( Well three if we count J.D., but…anyway). These two women are afflicted mostly, I feel because they are west coasters. They have really bad political views and were just raised in a culture of … I really don’t know if they even have culture out there. Is granola a culture? They both full of hope (and change) and are what I believe you call nice people. /HEAVY SIGH. Anyway, this morning (my morning which was like half an hour ago…) One of them made me aware of a story on Lisa Vanderpump. Who depending on who you ask is either my close personal friend, or I am the bane of her Internet existence. Sometimes I can be hard to figure out.
Anyway, that Brandiloon loves to try to send me propaganda full of hope and change and love for Miss Glanville in the form of dirt on Lisa Vanderpump. So I was sent this story from Jezebel written by Kara Brown. I hesitate to even share it because it is so good I fear you will never return. But I hope you do. Also, it is imperative that you read every single word and the comments.
There is a DRAMATIC ending that surpasses even the part where Ken Todd randomly felt her and her companion up at PUMP! They were there after the RHOBH Reunion filmed! Guess who was there? And who wasn’t!
Okay, if you haven’t already, click the video above and let it play in the background as you head off to Jezebel. And don’t forget to come home eventually!
And thanks to my favorite Brandiloon for sending me this story. And for putting up with my hormonal mental issues over the years and being consistently nice (and hopeful).