
Shiloh Jolie Pitt is stealing my look.
It’s true. Normally, we average people latch on to celebrity styles. But this “celeb tot,” as the magazines call them, is clearly following mine.
Shiloh is Brad and Angelina’s daughter, but, like I did at that age, she looks more like a son. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted by Laura Belgray | Posted in TV, cursing, language, memories, my dad | Posted on 05-05-2010

There’s this twitter user you’ve probably heard of called “Shit My Dad Says.” He tweets shit his dad says, and his feed is being turned into a network tv show starring William Shatner.
Except it won’t be called “Shit My Dad Says.” I don’t think they know what they’ll call it, because they can’t say “shit” on TV.

Today is my dad’s 78th birthday.
Buying presents for him is always hard. Not because he’s “the man who has everything,” but because he’s “the man who wants nothing normal.” Read the rest of this entry »

(*Via sensory memory only. Certain terms and conditions may apply.)
In Europe, they like to pick one song and play it over and over and over. That song, and only that song. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted by Laura Belgray | Posted in marketing, memories, sabon, smells | Posted on 16-11-2009


You may think you make your own buying decisions. But not for long.
Soon, your nose will tell you how to spend your money. Read the rest of this entry »