gravity-burst.

(via theresawall) well ain’t that the cutest thing you’ll see all day.

well, look at this cute little punkster. what’s even cuter? when you call out ‘taxi’ he stretches his arm out like he’s tryna flag one down. tiff’s godson is most def a city boy.

guidelines for harmonious living.

number one: buttercream is called buttercream for a reason. frosting is a whole other ballpark. (heads up folks, not everyone can be tricked.)

number two: food snobs get your heads outta your asses and stop complaining about the grease or processed cheese in a jibarito. you’re not going to get authentic if you smack smoked gouda in it. (think the anthony bourdain ‘layover’ episode when chef david chang professes his guilty pleasure love for molten cheese… reality check: even highly respected chefs don’t have high profile tastes 100% of the time.)

number three: please do not play the ‘i wanna dance with somebody’ cover butchered by these kids wear crowns anywhere in my vicinity. there’s a lot of bad covers out there, but i think that one takes the cake. cruel earworm monsters!