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hello.

welcome to the juicebox. i'm erin, your personal juicer. 

i'm here for fun. you're here because you are my personal friend and you feel like you probably should be reading this in case i quiz you on it later. (i will). this blog will act as a soapbox where i, essentially, tell you what is awesome (cats in hats), what is not awesome (i'm looking at you donuts), and what is funny (skinned knees on grown-ups). 

i will also be your guiding light for how to remain chic in a not- so- chic world. this will include telling you how i will dress/eat/think/accessorize/date/vote, and assuming you will most likely follow suit. 

feel free to gasp, cover your mouth, and enjoy the show. 




i want to start with this:

has a superbowl commercial. as a die hard new york giants fan i'm not really invested in the actual game this year - ALSO let me say THIS- the quarter-man of the 'edgar allen poe's' made a remark recently using a work i do NOT use. and i use every dirty word a sailor could use, except the one he used (its a slang term, i'm not even going to elude to it- google QB remark on holding bowl games in the snowy cold north and you'll see) AND THEN an idiot from the 'westward expansions' made a truly disgusting comment about sexuality. so now i'm just watching the game for the CALVIN KLEIN COMMERCIAL. i will then flip to the puppy-bowl.

CALVIN KLEIN has a commercial in the superbowl. for those of you who either frequent my closet or know me, know that 90% of my world is wrapped tightly in a calvin klein coating. i am draped in gorgeous capes and tight black trousers virtually every single day. i cannot remember the last time i was wearing a complete outfit without a calvin piece. we are on a first name basis. the friends of my girlfriend inner circle know that when i refer to 'calvin' its an item of fabulous-ness and not a human.

in the superbowl. in the superbowl. in the superbowl. the first time they have had one. it's the biggest news story since news was invented. stay tuned.