Monday, May 31, 2010

Tulsi

Tulsi Tea is the bomb diggs.

Been drinking it for the past two weeks and still cannot get over it's wonderful aroma and taste.

Reminds me of my grandfather while growing up in India. Wait...that never happened, but nonetheless, that's how I feel when I sip on some yummy Tulsi. Haha.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Lady Luck

Luck is shining it's doors on wee lil me in the past 24 hours.

Scored not one, but TWO Members Only jackets, clean and exactly my size, for under $20. Been wanting to be a member for years (YEARSSS!), and I get initiated to the club twice in one day. How did this happen?!

I could kiss a...umm, a sloth! Well, I would kiss them anyway.

Yippee!

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

THRIFTING TIME

Scored a brand spankin' new Tory Burch leopard print cardigan sweater at a local thrift shop for $12! This normally retails for $200+.

Christle is a happy gal.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Hairy Noon & Night

Today, I cut three heads of long hair in a course of 4 hours.

What was left on the floor looked like a dead animal.

All in a days work :]

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Reggae Fever

Trying out the photo features of my new phone.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Blackbook Shenanigans

I had the pleasure of participating in a community art show this past weekend.

My self portrait piece, "Le Vista", chilling with the others.

Had to sneakily take a pic of this little girl's hat. Cuteness!

'Twas fun watching the kids doing their art. Makes me kind of excited when I have a little rascal myself. BUT...that is still a long way to go. I'm enjoying the young life far too much at the moment.

Stay sexy, folks!

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Tonight The Streets Are Ours

Exit Through the Gift Shop left me with strange feelings. Overall, it was amazing.



Banksy, will you marry me? I can make pretty mean stencils myself.

<3, Christle

P.S. Oh, and I have a nice ass too.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

The Bird Killer

I witnessed Mikey (my anxious Chihuahua) catch a bird by his mouth. I screamed at first, but my main concern was to get the bird out of his mouth. Sadly, the bird died shortly after.

R.I.P. Birdie.