Mall adventure

Today I went to the mall with my bestest friend in the whole wide world, lets call her Jlang. We went to the big fancy mall like half an hour away from our houses. It had a taco bell in it, both of us thought this was a genius idea. However, we thought whoever made people wear seat belts on the carosuel was a moron. Seriously, the fun of a carousal is being perched on a bumpy plastic horse with nothing but a sweaty metal bar to cling too!!!!
This mall also had a build a bear. Jlang and I had to take advantage this, because build a bear is awesome. So we went into build a bear, and picked the cheapest bear we could find. (I wanted to get a cute black one with peace signs all over it but nooooo). We almost picked out a really cute, fluffy dog, but then we decided that since the place was named build a bear, then we should BUILD A BEAR. So in the end we picked a really cute fuzzy white bear with black eyes. Then we took it over to the stuffing station where a lady put it onto this metal bar that was connected to a giant tub 'o stuffing. And then once our bear was stuffed, we groomed it and named it Valentino.
It has been decided that Valentino will travel back and forth between us, like the traveling pants, or divorced parents. He is going to Chicago with me next week, and to Jlang's job with her cause the girl who she babysits will love him.
We also went to dElIa's. Which excited me because usually I always have to order stuff out of their catalouge. But then we saw that there was a shirt there that said "The Future Mrs. Beiber" in gross pink bubble letters with a cheap looking diamond ring cartoon. It made us want to vomit. We also covered up a Justin Beiber shirt with a Beatles one. Yup, we're slowly curing the world of Beiber Fever, one Tshirt at a time.

And then, we went to Sephora.

IT WAS EPIC. I'm not kidding you. The thing I love about make up stores is how shiny and clean they are. In Sephora every surface looked slightly translucent. It boasted tiny little chunks of store devoted to all my favorite cosmetic brands, laura mercier, Tarte, Smash Box...oh how the list goes on. The color scheme of that store was awesome too, everything was black, white or red. I don't think one of the shop assistants liked me though, she kept giving me wierd looks. The bald gay man who helped me find an eyeshadow brush was very plesant though. JLang had to drag me out of there. The nail polish was brilliant, the eyeshadow was electric, it was a cosmetic junkie's woodstock.