Archive | July, 2012

Bermuda Week Continues

23 Jul

Don’t try to click on that like it’s a video. It’s not. It’s a screen shot. But if you click on it in general, it will take you to the video. So I guess they’re one and the same. This is a little video I like to call “That’s What She Said!” Try putting the stress on ‘said’. Practically shout it. It makes it even more fun. 

In this vid, I’m getting down with some sausage at the Brazilian BBQ restaurant aboard the Norwegian Star, Moderno Churrascaria. It was dangerously good. I got hit by a meat truck and suffered one. delicious. injury. after. another. I subsequently fell into a meat coma and fell asleep in my outfit with a bathrobe over it. But I digress. Here, the waitress is telling me about the best cut of meat on the menu. My face is about as inappropriate as food was.

And then when I couldn’t take it anymore…

That’s how you beg for mercy.

Happy Colon Cleanse Day,

-KH

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It’s Bermuda Week!!!

10 Jul

Ah, my, my, so many things have been happening…an ushering in of the termination of grad school, a week-long cruise to Bermuda with my BFF, and the reason for said cruise, my appointment as digital editor for Caribbean Travel and Life magazine. Yes, you heard right. Keep up, I’m not going to repeat myself. I particularly like the term “my appointment”. Quite dignified. Like a decision made by the Queen. I still can’t believe it either. I feel like a homeless person at a buffet. I keep waiting for someone to realize I don’t belong and politely escort me out. But until that happens, shiznazzle like this will continue…

That would be me. In Bermuda. Don’t hate.

Now you’re probably wondering how my enviable gallivanting across the Atlantic pertains to my fave stranger with candy, NYC. But that’s the thing, Jelly Beans, in addition to Boston, this cruise sets sail from New York City. Yeah, I know…NYC as a cruise port? Doesn’t seem plausible, but just googlemeister your way on over to Norwegian Cruise Lines and look for Bermuda and you’ll see your options. So one minute you can be in a screaming match with your cabbie on the West Side Highway, and the next you can be on the balcony of your stateroom, sipping a cocktail and out to glorious, glorious sea. It’s pretty tight.

But enough about my sweet job. View the full gallery at here.

Happy Hatin’

-KH

P.S. The good thing about having your own blog is that a “week” can last as long as you want…It’s going to be Bermuda Week for a hot second up in here.

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