Life rules even if you don’t

I feel really terrible for not having updated y’all on some of my [HIGHLY BLOGGABLE] adventures with @travismcfarland. I am an underage lady lifin’ it up in a ’21 years or older’ type o’ town. Not really my style, but me and Travis still manage to find things to do on a daily basis. Last week as we were driving through the city in his Mazda Miata (which, might I mention, DOES NOT HAVE AIR CONDITIONING), we passed by some hideous block of concrete that, according to the sign, identified itself as a mall. The mall (I won’t name which one in the event that you are a native Las Vegetable and know someone who shops there religiously) is notoriously shitty, which was the number one reason why Travis and I decided to enter. Actually, that’s a lie. The number one reason is that it was 106 degrees at high noon and we were both wearing long sleeves (I could have taken my cardigan off but its aesthetic appeal championed my desire to feel comfortable ). The number two reason was that the mall had a food court. I forced Travis to ‘hit the brakes’ and let me ask a family of tourists whether or not a food court was present within the mall. They said yes, but added that most establishments were closed because of the recession. At that moment,  I was sold. And that’s where reason number three finally appeared. The mall had a food court, air conditioning, and a notoriously shitty reputation via severe economic downturn. It sounded totally perfect and TOTALLY aligned with my personal brand.

I feel like sharing an Auntie Anne’s pretzel on a bench between a Zales and scientology kiosk really brought our friendship to the next level.

We went around and ‘flipped shit off’

‘Eff dat architectural structure’

Then we ventured into Hot Topic where Travis aggressively insisted that I pose in various accessories for lookbook.

“This is for lookbook. Bebe stop laughing. How much are those glasses and what brand? You’ll need to label them when they’re uploaded to the site.”

I almost died. It was the funniest thing I’ve ever experienced.

What’s really good though?

Me vs. Stewie

Travis lookin gooooood at the Rio! #pride

Me affectionately stroking the chin of a really big bald guy who’s probably way too good for me. SIGH. I fell in love with two Smashmouth-esque gay guys ~5 minutes before taking this picture. Wish they would ‘double team me’ but, ya know. YES I HAVE A VULGAR SENSE OF HUMOR. DEALWITHIT.GIF

BEBE ZEVA LIFE SPAM:

Trout in his Miata

ANOTHER DAY… ANOTHER GIMIMCK

Travis at the apple store playing a lil game

This is Travis eating a McDeathwish for the first time. Ever. If you don’t know Travis personally, you don’t know about his health-related neurosis. I was convinced that he’d never agree to entering a McDonalds with me, let alone diving into a 4-inch sandwich with more calories than I have strands of hair on my head. But he did agree. And he did enjoy it… I think.

I ended up accusing Travis of ‘hating the McDeathwish’ and complained about supposedly ‘bad attitude’. Guess I hurt his feelings, which resulted in this:

I crawled into the space next to him and requested his forgiveness, which he granted. Only after complaining that he “wasn’t gonna make it” via having eaten such a grossly constructed food product.

Here we are posin’ hard in front of the jets we were dying to photograph since the first time Travis visited me in Veggy:

Trout’s gaudy doucher-bro outfit later that night…

Me and the feather boa Travis bought me at Bonanza World’s Largest Gift Shop (thank ya Travsy)

Well, that’s a wrap. Hope this gives you a better understanding of why I’m such a lifer. If not, direct all queries to my FORMSPRING: http://www.formspring.me/bebezeva

LOVE YALL.