About
Oh hi hello there. I'm Mallory Blair, a twenty-one year old libra in the seventh house with a leo rising.
With this tumblog, I promise kittens and balls of yarn for the kittens to play with. There will some making out and a lot of hand-holding. I hope that when you are lonely and lost on the outmost corners of the interweb, you can come here and find yrself and feel the good vibrations. You are special and no one can touch that!
WELCOME MAT
Bored with how easy everything came in his former career, Michael Jackson faked his own death in order to start anew advertising real estate on top of an apartment posting in Tokyo.
And don’t miss Velita’s Fashion’s Night Out party! More details soon.
Ni hong go ga skii.
Really getting into the back to school spirit over here.
Our new friend just whispered to me “shhhh. I dont rike Engrand”
How I woke up Ash this morning
Quick Ash! Wake up! There’s a she-wolf in the closet!
Followed by trying a horrible rendition of she wolf on my new otamatone (a less.expensive Japanese answer to the theremin)
Stefan set me up on a friend date with Yoshiko yesterday. We spent nine hours together, a couple of those getting lost, but mostly spotting Harajuku girls in their Sunday best and shopping for crazy bright colored trinkets under 100 yen. At one point we passed a store crowded with giggling twenty something going in and out of shower curtains and I asked what it was. Yoshiko pulled me in to a huge store completely full of photobooth machines that you can put all sorts of graffiti and stickers on instantly. Here’s one from the set.
What happens when you order the pizza on the menu here…
Puppy Rental Store. Noooo!
St. Marc cafe? It’s like I didn’t leave my block.
Just chillin with my homegirl in her homeland.
Just went to a daytime anime rave. Hell yeah.
Enjo Kosai
Two words in Japanese that translate to Fifteen-Year-Old Girls Sucking Dick For Money To Buy Handbags
My seat for the next 13 hours. Siyanara, New Yorku!
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