Faux Tumblr: Installment 4

La Môme is one of the greatest films of the modern era. Simple as that. It’s genius. It’s beautiful. It’s tragic. Truly one of the best biopics ever made. Do you remember when Marion Cotillard won the Academy Award? I sobbed a bit.

For some time, some wonderful time, La Toya was active on Facebook. We were friends and one day she liked my status. It was truly a remarkable and wonderful time in my life.

I want to have this in my backyard. I’ll have one in my vacation home on the Côte d’Azur. Hopefully near Villefranche and Beaulieu. Have you been to the Mediterranean, yet? It’s divine.

That one time my father met Al Roker.

 I swear to Buddha, I’m the first classy person my family has ever produced.

What the Hell is happening here? I love!

The best picture of my mother…EVER! Everybody in the 80s was a casualty. Thankfully, I only had to endure the 80s for four months. It was way too much.

I love Madonna. Always have. Always will. Everybody complaining about her club show at Paris’ Olympia can just shut up. It was awesome. I was there…virtually…dancing in my lounge. Everybody’s just jealous.

Maggie Griffin should be an inspiration to us all.

I’ve long been obsessed with the underground tunnels the workers use at Disney World. Some day I’ll infiltrate them. It’ll be so scary. Maybe I’ll just get a job there for a year. It’s on the bucket list.

I am in love with the Stewarts. I just love them. I want to be Martha’s son. I want to work for her. I want her to teach me things. I want to go to parties with her. I want to be on her show. I want to be friends. I want to do anything with them. I also want that hair color. So pretty.

Thug life! I just love her!

Michelangelo’s Pietà, done with Barbies. Genius. I like it better than the original, which I’ve seen with my own eyes. *Brushes shoulders off, keeps on moving.*


Twittering with Michelle Visage. We’re like this!

With my friends at Le Cordon Bleu Paris. We were all kinds of awesome.

This is one of my favorite walks in all of Paris. From the Bastille to la Tour Eiffel. So many things to see along the way. Flower markets, architecture, Julia Child’s apartment, Notre Dame, a baking festival, if you’re lucky, the Japanese embassy. I love the Japanese embassy. One of my favorite places in Paris.

I’ve a bit of a Jesus complex.

My favorite Nicole Richie picture.

I thought I saw Nicole Richie one day at Downtown Disney. I’m still not convinced this isn’t her.

Chic. So chic! She’s just…chic! (Holla at the Judy Garland reference!)

Forks and spoons at a Parisian market. I want everything.

On the Yacht by Julius LeBlanc Stewart.

A drawing I did a while back. I love Pangea. It’s so sad, though. Think of all the families that were separated!

Ah Paris! Je t’aime!

One of Paris Hilton’s kittens. Looks just like my Chiffon and Gucci.


I love when they do photo shoots.

Do you remember Hey Paula!? It was insane.

I never did get these printed. Should still. Have you seen The Hottie and the Nottie? Hilarious!

I sketch kooky animals when I can’t sleep.

I already knew that Pierre Hermé was a genius. This only confirmed it. A cat with macaron eyes, for God’s sake!

Another example of Pierre’s genius.

Oh my God, I can’t handle it!

Please, stop!


I must have a Southern Plantation vacation home, as well. I’m really into vacation homes. I just love the South!

Joan in my favorite of her pictures, Possessed.

Queen Tiye, also known as the Elder Lady. I love ancient Egypt and I think this is just one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. I told National Geographic the same, but they didn’t publish my comment. They didn’t seem to recognize the genius that Entertainment Weekly sees in me. Someday, when I’m finally a renowned Egyptologist, I’ll snub them…no I won’t.

















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