I love hot wings. I could probably eat them everyday. I love dipping them in bleu cheese until they’re drench in the dressing, mmm… Last night I decided to get a hair up my ass and make my very first batch of hot wings! Usually, I order out or have James make them but I wanted to learn how to make them myself. And, I have to say I did a pretty good job…

YUMMYNESS.

Although, I will admit that I cheated and used Hooters breading and sauce, I just wanted the process to be simple and not time consuming. Maybe next time I will use my own, breading is basically flour, and the sauce can be made with hot sauce and butter. They were quite delicious though. I love my deep fryer, I swear I’m gonna die at the age of fifty from clogged arteries. Not really… I don’t use it that much.

So… my sister had her baby girl last week, she named her Serena. I really need to make it up north soon so I can see her and the rest of my family and friends. It sucks because I could leave now if I didn’t have to pay rent.

AH, BABY!
I feel like I should be more excited about my new niece then I am… Maybe it’s because I’m an aunt for the third time? Or maybe it’s because she won’t know me anyway. I live in Florida, I live approximately 1213.35 miles from the house I grew up in (according to mapquest. ) I never get to visit home. But really, it’s my fault, I waste all my money on stupid shopping because it’s the only thing I have to occupy my time. Sometimes I wonder why I’m still in Florida, and why I’m not back at home in Michigan. I guess I’m just scared to go back…what would I do for a living? I couldn’t do what I do down here. Where would I live? Sometimes I also wonder why I get all emo on posts… Perhaps it’s because my drunk friend from Michigan loves to call me at 1am and make me feel like shit for living down here… She loves to make me feel like things are worse then they are… About James, about my job… I hate when people try to play therapist when I didn’t ask for their damn input in the first place.

Ever since I’ve been going out more at night to clubs and such I’ve come to realize that I don’t have crap to wear! My wardrobe consists of a lot of tees and jeans; it’s basically all casual pieces. If I had to name my style I would call it “The beach bum.” Give me a colored tee, a jean skirt, flip flops and I’m ready to go. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE fashion and trying out all the trends, but I guess I just waste most of my money on beauty products and accessories instead. I really want to start focusing more on clothes, especially nice stuff that I can wear out at night. When it comes to clubbin’ clothes I’m not one for the stringy barely there tops, not that they’re not cute, but if I ever tried to dance in one I’d probably bust someone in the eye with a tit. Plus, outside of my job I try to look like a hooker as little as possible. I like to go for a more glamorous elegant look, like flowy blouses, dress pants, black heels, ect.. With Polyvore I’ve put together two looks that I would wear for a night out…

So here’s the question: What do/would you like to wear on a night out to the club?

Man, I haven’t been blogging as much lately, and I miss it! I’m going through another phase… I’ve been going out drinking and staying out all night, it’s weird because I’m usually such a home body. I think I’m just unhappy or something. I’ve even been working more and that’s very unusual for me because I hate my job. But, I need money because my sister just had her baby and I want to fly up to Michigan to visit, I haven’t up there in a year. I’m home sick.

Anyway, I went to the park and beach this week and want to share some PIIICTURES.
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