Update: Don't give up on my blog!

I promise I will do a real update soon--life has gotten in the way of my blogging. Things are super busy right now, but I miss my creative outlet. I have so much to talk about concerning my trip to Forks, my trip to Washington in general, etc. Hopefully will be blogging at some point this weekend and returning to a more regular blogging schedule this week.

Thanks!

Have a good weekend!

Love,

Elle Bunny

Is it November yet?

Okay, I think we've established the fact that I'm not Team Jacob. But I am getting excited for New Moon. In case you've been living under a rock, here's the newest trailer. And just think, you didn't have to sit through Band Slam to watch it.

As I said earlier, I'm not a big fan of the Jacob/Bella stuff, but this gave me goosebumps. Especially the end. I don't plan on getting him upset.
Kristen looks drop dead gorgeous throughout the trailer. And I think Jacob might get on my nerves less once he cuts the hair/loses the wig. Dakota Fanning looks so creepy and beautiful, yes? So does Edi Gathegi/Laurent! And Robward only used his constipated face once! I'm so proud.

Speaking of Rob, you might have seen these pictures floating around the interwebs:

First of all, can I say, I'm so jealous that they are at a Kings of Leon concert. I'm dying to see them live. But I digress; shippers look at these pictures and see clear evidence that the two of them are together (and believe that they are kissing in the second picture). Non-shippers believe that they are just talking closely because they are at a loud concert.

Here's my take (if you don't want to hear it, don't read my blog you wanker). I may be a shipper, but I'm not easily convinced of these things. I don't believe you would normally speak that closely with someone you were just friends with. And I also believe that Summit is dying for them to keep the fact that they are together a secret. So anytime you see them at any official Twilight function they always have Taylor Lautner, Nikki Reed, or some other poor schmuck shoved in between them. When you see Rob and Kristen outside of official functions they are often hanging out together. Whether or not there are others with them, they seem to be in their own little world.

They know that everyone is gossiping about them and wondering if they are together. They know that Summit would rather them not confirm everyone's suspicions (if you need any confirmation of that fact, just check out the videos of Comic-Con in which reporters are instructed to keep their questions to the movie and not ask about anyone's private life). I think that they feel stifled by Summit's request that they keep things quiet and this is their way of rebelling. It would appear that they are giving a middle finger to Summit, and for that, I applaud them. But just because they don't care whether people think they are together doesn't mean they are getting married. It doesn't even really mean that they're really together. It could just mean they are trying to piss off the studio. But I do believe that they are together.

When you get right down to it, we're all just speculating. That's just my two cents.

I'm counting down the days until November 20th (93 more to go). But I have something else exciting coming up this week. Tomorrow I'm getting on a plane with Mr. Bunny and my parents to go up to Washington. In less than 48 hours I will be in Forks, Washington. I will obviously have tons of pictures to share when I get back.

Have a great week!

Love,

Elle Bunny

My BFF Meredith is Friday's Fun Fearless Female

I first met my best friend Meredith when we were both 11 and in the 6th grade. She was wearing funky Doc Martins and overalls (which were considered stylish at the time). I remember thinking she was very cool. In middle school we bonded over our love of music, sitcoms, Leonardo Dicaprio, boy bands, and a mutual hatred of Hanson. In high school we formed a deeper, unbreakable bond that only comes from having a real friend you can depend on when dealing with heartbreak. Over the last 13 years we have shared countless tears, inside jokes and we've gotten into our fair share of fights and trouble. We've been all over the place together-California, New Orleans, the gulf coast of Texas, Dallas, San Antonio and New York City. Meredith has always made me giggle because she is afraid of ghosts and scary scenes in movies. But she's never been afraid to chase her dreams and take chances.
Today Meredith gets on a plane to go to her internship in New York City. She's wanted to live there as long as I've known her. She's pursuing her career and everything she's ever wanted. She has no way of knowing exactly what awaits her there and that is why she is fearless. But having known Meredith for 13 years, I know that she is going to impress everyone she comes into contact with in NYC with her talent and dedication. She has nothing to be afraid of (except maybe the ghosts that live in her dorm room). Here are some of my favorite memories with Meredith and some of the reasons why I will miss her while she is in NYC.

1) The time we found the end of 620 (and got pulled over by the cops).
One time Meredith told me she had never seen where 620 ends in the East. I was explaining that it turns into a neighborhood and we decided to drive over there so she could see what I was talking about. We immediately got pulled over by a lady cop. I started freaking out for no reason other than I'm intimidated by authority figures. Meredith stayed calm and assured me that we hadn't done anything wrong. She explained to the officer that we were going to a friend's house for a birthday get together (the truth was just too ridiculous to explain).

2) When we went to see Titanic Meredith cried so hard and so loud that it sounded like a donkey wailing. It was hilarious and gave me a case of the giggles. After the movie we left the mall theatre and went to the now-defunct Chelsea Street Pub where we poured sugar in the plants and paid in loose change. We were a waitress's worst nightmare.

3) One time we were driving to Ross and passed a clown wearing a rainbow wig who was driving a Volkswagen Bug with a decal on the back that said "Dipsy the Clown." I think we both nearly peed our pants laughing. Later, we heard from a girl that we went to school with that she'd seen us laughing in the car after passing a clown. We were puzzled by that and the only conclusion I can come to is the girl from school must have been the clown. That just makes it funnier.
I can't wait to see Meredith in October. The last time we were in New York together we were 15 and went to sing with the choir in Carnegie Hall. We ordered room service pizza and I got lost in Macy's. God only knows the ridiculous stories we will have after another fun-filled weekend in NYC.
Good Luck Meredith! Congrats on being Friday's Fun Fearless Female! I feel so lucky to have a friendship like ours and I'm so proud of you!

You have a good day!

Love,

Elle Bunny

In the immortal words of Brenda Walsh "if it looks like a duck and talks like a duck I'm basically saying you are a backstabbing slut"

Or something like that. In case you don't remember that quote, it's from the time that Brenda and Reek (aka Rick aka Dean Cain aka Superman) ran into Kelly and Dylan on a date together after Brenda broke up with Dylan the night before. That was how Brenda verbally bitch-slapped Kelly (well maybe she didn't say the stuff about Kelly being a slut, but that is what she was implying). I have to admit, I'm starting to agree with her. Anyway, Ms. Kelly Taylor, Jennie Garth is annoying me right now. And trust me, no one's a bigger fan of Mrs. Facinelli than me. I'm always in her corner. But WTF is this?

"I can’t say (who it is), because that would be breaking my promise (to husband Facinelli), but he (Pattinson) is dating one of them."
-when asked whether Rob was dating Nikki Reed or Kristen Stewart.

Oh Jennie. You don't need to gossip to stay relevant. Your husband alone keeps you relevant. But that is a good way to buy yourself a bitchface of epic Brenda Walsh proportions next time you are in Vancouver.
We don't need you to confirm anything. These pictures of them at the Chateau Marmont are all the evidence we need. I have no doubts at this point that Rob and Kristen are together, but I think the only chance they have of staying that way is by keeping it private. Twilighters are crazy and contrary to popular belief (I'm talking to you Lainey) the majority of fans don't want KStew and RPattz together. Because Kristen is weird and right now she has unfortunate hair. And the majority of Twilighters think of themselves as Bella. And Rob is perfect and can do no wrong in the dazzled eyes of Twilight fans. I'm in the minority because I love Kristen and her weirdness. I love that she doesn't play the Hollywood games and smokes pot in public. I love that her parents are hippies and the whole Stewart family loves Alice in Wonderland so much that they have giant tea cups in their backyard. Above all else, I think she is a great actress. Yes, she has certain tics and things she does in life which inevitably inhabit her characters as well. But so does Al Pacino and people think he's an amazing actor. Kristen may be weird but I love her and cannot picture anyone else playing the role of Bella.

I think Rob is a weirdo too (albeit a lovable one who happens to play Edward Cullen). When you put Rob and Kristen together they only become more socially awkward. When you get right down to it, neither Kristen or Rob have the right personality to become a movie star. But they are both beautiful and really talented and interesting to watch, both on and off screen.

Kelly Taylor, you know that I love you. But do you remember how pissed off you were at Valerie when she told Susan and Colin that you and Brandon were hooking up when they were out of town on Thanksgiving Vacation? Remember how that felt. Don't sell Rob and Kristen out. You shouldn't gossip about them. Learn from your mistakes and don't fuel the Robsten fire. These kids have enough on their plates.

Have a good night!

Love,

Elle Bunny

P.S. There is some question as to the validity of the quote from Jennie Garth. Her reps are actually saying that she just admitted that Rob was dating someone, but not necessarily Kristen or Nikki. There's something fishy going on here. I bet you Valerie Malone's behind this smear campaign. I just can't believe I fell for it. I hereby sentence myself to a year of using Brenda fake French accent as punishment.

Youtubesday:Don't you remember you told me you'd feed me bacon? Girl you know it, girl you know it.

My best friend Meredith is moving to New York at the end of this week. And I'm going to miss her tons, but I'm excited because

a) She gets to do an awesome internship with a great company,

b) I get to visit her in October and

c) She comes back in December for her graduation and Christmas.

Anyway, these videos represent 13 years of friendship and just a few of our ridiculous inside jokes.

I can't tell you how many times we have laughed about this moment. There's something so ridiculous about it. Mer will always be the Milli to my Vanilli.

I heart Karen Carpenter. So does Mer. She has the most amazing voice. And she played the drums (although she didn't in this video). She may have died of anorexia, but we've managed to turn this into a song about food. "Don't you remember you told me you'd feed me bacon? You said you be making breakfast and feeding me bacon. Bacon, bacon, bacon, bacon, oh bacon. I love you. I really do." Doesn't that make you hungry?

For the history on our love of Michael McDonald, please see this or this . "Ya Mo Be There" is an all time fave, if only for the ridiculous title.

Amelia Earhart flew a lot of airplanes except for that one time when she didn't come back...and then there's Maude.

Have a great day!

Love,
Elle Bunny

You Must Watch This Immediately: Planet Unicorn

How has this been on the interwebs for 2 years without coming to my attention? It's such a jewel.

Lovely. I want to live on Planet Unicorn with Feathers, Cadillac and Tom Cruise.

Have a great day!

Love,

Elle Bunny

A Love Song from Bobby Long and Marcus Foster

On Sunday night I went to see the amazing Bobby Long and incomparable Marcus Foster in concert. They were both very sweet, easy going guys from England. The boys had just come from TwiCon in Dallas and to be honest, I think they were a bit weary after that experience. But they sounded amazing and were very gracious with the fans. I had so much fun and I am so happy that I finally have my hands on a Bobby Long CD (you can purchase Marcus's EP on iTunes. Bobby has 3 songs available on iTunes).

So we got there super early (I went with some friends from work) and we just kind of hung out and people watched. I was amazed by the array of people there. While I will admit the majority were women, there were actually a good number of men there and the women varied in every way possible. There were three very tall heavily made up girls dressed to the nines who arrived drunk and stayed by the bar the entire time. There were several women that looked to be anywhere from 40-70. There was a married couple that looked like they most likely weren't big fans of Twilight. And there was a boy in his mid twenties that stood by me during the concert wearing an Eddy Izzard shirt (a clear indication that he was not homosexual) and he knew every word of every song by Bobby and Marcus. While I like both of them, there were certainly songs I hadn't heard before. I was impressed. So for those people who say the only reason that Marcus and Bobby and Sam are selling tickets is because they are friends with Rob, I beg to differ.
About an hour after we got there, one of the girls and her boyfriend came back from walking around outside and told us to come out and wait a few minutes. She said that she had heard they would be driving up soon. I pointed out that I didn't think they were big enough for a tour bus, so we were looking for a van or possible a car being driven by someone else to drop them off. Well I didn't see anyone else driving them, but about five minutes after arriving outside I looked across the street and said "Isn't that Bobby?" I would know that floppy hair anywhere. They showed up in a white Prius. So Marcus and him walked up to the bar and went in the door. All of us were so dumbstruck we didn't say anything, we just watched them. They were both much taller than I was expecting. And Marcus was wearing a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Shirt (Turtles in a half-shell: Turtle Power!). Anyway, we walked back in about 30 seconds after they had entered the bar through the front door and the guy said that he didn't know it was them and had tried to charge them entry. They just politely said "Oh; but we're playing here." He apologized profusely. I love that they are so unassuming.

Anyway, about an hour later Bobby got up on stage and he played his heart out. Just him and a guitar (and a harmonica on one song). He drank a beer (and one shot of whiskey) and he talked about how he liked Austin and Texas in general. He's planning to come back for SXSW. He did mention something about having just come from "the pits of hell" (referring to Dallas). That was when I decided I was glad that I didn't have the money to go to TwiCon. I think it might have been too much of a good thing. A favorite moment--he played a song called "T is for Texas". It had to do with a girl cheating on him. It was oh so lovely. Another favorite moment--check this out:
Well, my camera wasn't working so well (I didn't bring the SLR because it's big and bulky), but here are just a few pictures:

And the one I'm most proud of:

We all look a little out of it in this picture, but this is me and my friend Laura with Bobby Long. Laura and I both look like we are trying really hard not to blink and Bobby looks sleepy/drunk. But he was super nice. And he signed my CD. I had a really hard time talking to him. I think it must be intimidating to talk to anyone who's just sang that beautifully onstage. Or maybe that's just me.
Anyway, when we went to take a picture with him, another guy he was talking to stepped aside. He looked familiar, but I couldn't figure out who it was. He couldn't be Sam Bradley because he looked too tan and was much shorter than I expected. And he didn't have the curly teddy bear hair (seen here).

But alas, it was Sam Bradley, which Laura and I discovered later when the boyfriend of one of the girls we came with came over to us and we asked him where his girlfriend was and he said "Oh, she's talking to the fourth one". And we were like "What do you mean, the fourth one?" And he was like "I don't know." All of a sudden, it dawned on us that it was Sam. And we went upstairs and I took this picture with him: (I honestly can't get over how ridiculously pale I am in these pictures. I should sparkle. The should hire me for Eclipse. I'm paler than all the British boys. I think I may need to hit the Mystic Tan soon).

Sam was the nicest (I shouldn't say that because I didn't talk with Marcus personally, but I can't imagine he could be any nicer than Sam). I probably shouldn't say this, but I don't like Sam's music as much as the music of Bobby and Marcus. They play and it's just their voice and a guitar and that's what I love. But Sam was really sweet. He apologized for being sweaty, but he's not used to the heat. We talked about England and then talked about how crazy TwiCon was. I said thanks and that I would see him the next night at his show. He said thank you. He didn't acknowledge the fact that Laura and I had walked passed him twice earlier in the evening without noticing him.

I'm a total granny bitch, though, because even though I said I would attend, I was super tired last night so I skipped his concert. I hope he forgives me. I'm sure he noticed my absence (j/k).
But anyway, I digress. After Bobby, Marcus went onstage. He has a beautiful voice, a bit more nasally, but he can really belt it out. Unfortunately my camera wasn't allowing me to videotape by the time he got onstage, but I will tell you, it was amazing. Here's my picture:

Oh, Marcus. I really love his music. If you haven't heard it, check this out.

And that's all she wrote.
Have a great day!

Love,
Elle Bunny