After much thought and consideration and crying and screaming, I have decided who will be crowned Miss Temptu 2014!
CONGRATULATIONS to Instagram user @amorairbrush. You are the winner of the #DoUTemptu contest. @Temptu will contact you directly about getting you your $500 TEMPTU e-Gift Card! You transformation was beautiful. Happy Airbrushing!
There were so many great entries that I honestly had a hard time choosing. So I decided to create my on prize for second place. I will be sending a signed copy of my new book PSYCHOS to : @erikavanessa20
She was a very close second and I wanted to give her something for her efforts. I also wanted to give a shout out to my new bestie @wandderllust for being the most original in terms of groundbreaking style. You are a champion of humanity!
Congrats to everyone who entered the contest, you all looked beautiful and I am obsessed with every last one of you.
Was I the only one who thought that the Marc by Marc Jacobs runway show was totally terrifying? Terrifying in a haunting, beautiful way, but still. I don’t think I can sleep tonight. Why. Why. Why?
Dear Future Overprotective Mother,
I for one, loved the Marc by Marc show, because it took me back to 5th grade: The year that I became obsessed with motocross racing. I blame this on my dad, who me watch On Any Sunday at least 20 times growing up. I got so infatuated with Steve McQueen that I forced my dad to buy me a dirt bike, build a ramp in our back yard and hire Carey Hart to give me private riding lessons. This resulted in a horrific crash and a subsequent broken collarbone. Even though my dirt bike racing endeavors didn’t pan out, I still have fond memories of wearing leather jumpsuits and helmets everywhere I went, and I also have that time in my life to thank for my extremely bony décolletage area.