BEHOLD: Victoria Beckham casually taking her kids out for yogurt. This is probably as casual as Vicky B can bring herself to look in public. Casual for me equals flip flops and sweats. Casual for Victoria is 5 inch heels and high fashion.
I don’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of ever being as awesome as she is, even after my Louboutins arrive. Although when they DO, I will totally FEEL fabulous. And you, poor mockdockers, will have to hear about it ad nauseum for a few days, just like when I got my new car. But remember – I promised I’d calm down about my new car after a few days, and I totally did. That’s how it’ll be with the shoes too. I swear.
As if Paris Hilton and Katie Price didn’t look whoriffic enough individually, I give you the two of them together, in one skankalicious skankified skankfest.
But that’s not even important right now, because I HAVE MY NEW CAR.
Mr. Mock and I spent nearly 3 hours at the dealership, about 2.5 of which was with the dude who was teaching us how to use all the crap in the car. And you guys, there is SO MUCH CRAP IN THE CAR. He tried to point out everything, but frankly most of it is all a blur now. I’m lucky I was able to find the turn signals on the way home, I was so overwhelmed.
Anyway, I just walked in after spending the rest of the evening in the car, in the garage, trying to figure out all the gadgetry and hightechification. It’s taken a few hours, but I am now capable of burning CD’s into my car. Yes. It DOES that. The dude at the dealership took my phone and bluetoothified it to my car, and now all I have to do is press a button (although I’ve forgotten where it is) and say, “Mr. Mock” and all of a sudden I will be connected to Mr. Mock’s phone and his voice will just sort of materialize within the confines of my car. And I can just talk into the air at him. I cannot get over this.
I didn’t take any pictures because it was already dark by the time I got home, but I will take some this weekend. I might even give you guys a VIDEO TOUR of some of the gadgetry, because even though it’s totally amazing and gizmo-ified, it’s also kind of ridiculous. I really think this car could potentially take flight with the right combination of buttons and voice commands.
Sadly, I don’t feel as cool as I thought I would because right now I’m too scared of it to feel cool. There is so much to learn. She has been named, though – and henceforth shall be known as Suki. She’s Japanese, after all.
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