Musik Mundi: Chester French

Don't you just hate the fact that there are some ivy league peeps who are not only freaking smart as shiz but are also capable of conquering the world of music and arts? Ugh! So these two guys, Maxwell Drummey and D.A. Wallach, are college students at Harvard and they got together and started making awesome music together. I don't know how else to describe it but as indie funk-pop. I saw a bit of their performances on MTV and they really know how to get into it! I love that! They call themselves Chester French, after Daniel Chester French, the sculptor behind the statue at the Lincoln Memorial as well as the statue of John Harvard statue on their campus.

*photo courtesy of amazon.com*


Chester French
Album: Love The Future (2009)
Song: She Loves Everybody

Trippin': Vail - From Vail Village

Here we are walking back from quainty little Vail Village to the Gopher Hill area.

Handbags: Kate Spade

I hate that I'm always late on all the latest things. I'm just never in the KNOW! I was shopping at the Houston outlet place with my family and went inside Kate Spade while everyone else was at other stores. Of course I make a beeline towards the sales area. I really like how incredibly colorful all the bags were. If I were a mature adult, I think I would spoil myself with a bunch of Kate Spage purses. It's not outrageously expensive and it's not cheapy looking. Like COACH. Sorry all you Coach wearers. Haha. Anyways, who cares what I think. Wear what you want to wear! So I'm browsing the sales and damage items and I come across this white patent clutch that is designed to look like one of those old-fashioned envelopes. The ones with the blue and red edging. OMGawd I fell in love with it instantly. I wanted it so bad. I was standing there just mulling and mulling away. The clasp on the clutch was broken and so it wouldn't be able to stay closed. If I bought it, it would mean that I would have to take it to a place that would repair it for me. Since it was damaged, there was a 25% discount on top of the already 30% off everything in the entire store. Even with all those discounts, the clutch was still a good fifty bucks. And that's not including the money I would have to pay additionally to get it fixed. Oy vay! Ai yah! Choi oi! So I somehow managed to tell myself not to buy it and left. Fifteen minutes later I dragged my cousin into the store to get her opinion. She gave me the how practical is the purse non-sense and also said it wasn't worth it especially since it was broken. While having lunch with my mom and aunt in the food court, I asked my mom if she wanted to buy me a purse. Haha! Man. I was willing to jump through hoops! And PLUS, she's USPS! She's gotta love the fact that the clutch looked like the envelopes she used to use back in the day. But nope. She was also too practical and sensible to buy something that was broken. If only they had a one that was mint. I think she would have bought a brand spankin' new one for me since I never ask her for anything. Man. I think I like taking my ma shopping. And if you're wondering. I could not find the clutch anywhere online. I think it was like a holiday line and it sold out pretty quick. I want! The style is called Par Avion. It comes in three styles, a cosmetic case, the nikolette is the one I wanted and then there's the medium shopper.


Kate Spade
Par Avion - Cosmetic Case
$45




Kate Spade
Par Avion - Nikolette
$95




Kate Spade
Par Avion - Medium Shopper
$175

Restaurant: Taste of Texas

10505 Katy Freeway
Houston, TX 77024

Even though I'm not a steak eater, I've been to Taste of Texas several times already. Usually, it's to celebrate somebody's something and this last time was no different. My parents took us kids all out to eat for my youngest sistar's birthday. My sistar likes steak, but my dad loves it even more and so he technically made the decision on where we went. And I'm sure big poppa didn't mind much at all either. Free steak! So it was good to spend some time with the fam. We were loud and pretty ethnic up in that place. My mom took 50% of the bread available at the salad bar and brought it to our table. I already knew where that was going. So I warned our waiter that my ma was gonna get all ghetto and take all that bread to-go. Hah! And that she did! And that is wear I get my ghetto-fobulousness from. We had a pretty cool waiter though and he didn't seem to care. That's how it should be! As for the food, I don't think I've had anything there that I actually liked. Maybe their salad bar and bread? But then again, I don't eat steaks. Big poppa thinks their steak is really good. I forgot exactly what cut he ordered but whatever it was, it was gross. Medium-rare. More rare than medium. Maybe it was just rare, cos it looked SUPER rare. It was gross. Blech.

This area featured all their awards and photos of famous and political figures that have visited their restaurant. There was one picture in particular of this ex-Taiwanese president that a worker mistakened as the Chinese president. My mom quickly corrected him and told him that he used to be the president of Taiwan but he was convicted of some dirty money business and is now currently in prison. Yikes!

That better not be a real bear!

My ma and pa ... in their crocs ... attacking the salad bar. I got them crocs for Christmas one year and now it's the only thing they ever wear. Like. EVER.

They give diners the option to go choose their own priece of meat. Ugh. Seriously?

My sweet baby sistar.

Big poppa's steak. I'm not sure it's even dead yet.

Dessert. Yums!

We jump for joy!

The fobbingly regal family pic.

Mama and her little women. We're so short!