Tuesday, June 29, 2010

You Got The Goods So Baby Won't You Flaunt It

We wear our cherished "Congratulations" custom coins around our necks and our young, music-filled hearts on our sleeves. And yeah, we maintain a blog devoted to MGMT. It's no secret that we have a love matched by none for the band. It also shouldn't come as a surprise that our eyes and ears are always peeled for anything related to MGMT be they mentions by other bands, notes on Subway glass counters, or in this case artwork.

Before I present the picture, I have some 'splanin' to do. I keep talking about my aunts(specifically two of them), but I've never really distinguished them. My comrade in weekend-warring can actually attest to the fact that I rarely mention any other members of my family in day-to-day conversations. The eldest of the two is only in her mid-twenties(don't fight it, just ACCEPT it dawg!) and the subject of this post. Now, contrary to my pigmentation and popular belief, I AM Mexican. My accent is forever lost at sea (because I can't swim) and I glow in the dark. But I assure you that what I lack in color, I make up for in Latin SPICE and SOUL.

Bearing this in mind, my aunt Paula ...to put it (somewhat) mildly, exemplifies a modern-day Latina fabulous stereotype. In other words, bat-shit crazy, but incredibly lovable all the same. Her clothes and hair speak (or rather scream) for themselves,mirroring her loud-and-proud attitude. And why should her nails be an exemption? Month after month she extends her hand to show off the latest creation concocted by her favorite Chinese nail-artist who's managed to satisfy my aunt not only with basic color-blocks, but with a plethora of 'peacock-ing' patterns. Needless to say, the color schemes make sense only to her and leave the rest of us dumb-founded; each time, I find it harder and harder to keep my laughter within me.

This month however, I giggled with the purest of joy:



















Tell me you don't see the resemblence in the wave. But maybe I'm out of it too. You may now bask in complete bafflement.

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