Tag: Pixie Lott

Here is Pixie Lott because today is my friend Katherine’s Birthday. You may not get that connection but you’re not me.  Or Katherine.  So let’s not go around trying to make everything about you, ok?  It’s her birthday not yours.  Unless it’s also your birthday then uh.. happy birthday but this still isn’t about you.  Anyway, Pixie Lott always makes me think of her because she is the reason I know Pixie Lott exists.  Also just because blonde, English and uh.. I dunno, she just does.  Friends are important.  We are lucky to have them, I am lucky to have a friend like Katherine so I want to wish her happy birthday and in her honor I am posting Pixie Lott.  Because I am just a giver.  That’s right, I am willing to lust after the incredibly attractive blonde pop star because I am such a good person.  I’ll come out and say it, I’m basically the Ghandi of being willing to sleep with celebrities.  Happy Birthday, Katherine.  Today I want to fuck Pixie Lott.

Pixie Lott was at a thing for Fiat.  A car launch party or… I don’t know, there are so many events that are clearly just advertising things, I can’t keep track.  Or maybe I pay only minimal attention.  The point is she looked fantastic at it.  Which isn’t stunning because looking good is a thing she often does.  For someone I really should have no connection with she always stands out as very pretty any time I see her.  Like, she doesn’t pop up in any sort of way here in the US, not her music, not her, but I know she’s big in the UK.  So for me she is just this face that pops up and it’s always like, wow, that girl is so damn pretty.  Which is why she’s here today because she is so damn pretty.  So pretty.  Today I want to fuck Pixie Lott.

In the continuing series of “Things I am into but I didn’t know and this is strangely specific” today we have Pixie Lott in jean shorts.  Bonus points if she’s wearing a white top.  Now, I am not sure why this is true.  It probably helps that she is really pretty. Nice legs help.  But I would point out she is really pretty in other pictures and also she always has legs.  Always.  They are not detachable.  I googled just to make sure I am right.  Legs do not detach.  If you leg falls off you should see a doctor immediately because that is not typical leg behavior.  So I dunno why the jean shorts make a difference but they do.  It occurs to me if Nazi scientists ever need information about what strangely specific things I like to program an Armageddon-bot this blog is giving them all the information they need.  I really need to think about my life choices.  This entry is fucking strange.  Anyway, she is beautiful, I guess I like jean shorts, today I want to fuck Pixie Lott.

Here is Pixie Lott because.. blonde British girls?  If you’re new around her you may not know that is secretly my thing.  Well, not secretly but like… it was a secret to me until I started this blog!  I don’t know why she is here but I guess to be fair it is rainy outside, so that probably makes me think of the UK, I am listening to the Animals, so British Music, and um… oh I am drinking tea.  Basically if the queen accidentally stumbled into my place she’d think she was in Buckingham Palace.  I mean, that’s basically Buckingham Palace, right?  Tea, rain, and the British Invasion?  Sure we’ll go with that.  Anyway, Pixie Lott is one of those people who is just so pretty it almost seems like it takes no effort.  She just smiles and you’re like, oh, what a pretty girl.  Of course, it can’t be that easy but it seems that way.  Today I want to fuck Pixie Lott.

Here is some Pixie Lott as she is consistently and reliably pretty and I am phoning it in this week. Where is my verbose justification for my primal desires?  I left it on the other side of the room and I am too damn tired to walk over there and get it.  She is very pretty.  I happen to really like blonde British girls.  At least that’s what the science seems to say.  You can double check the science if you want, it’s air tight.  I am pretty sure.  Anyway, today I want to fuck Pixie Lott.

My sleep has been so strange guys.  So strange.  And my dreams have been all wonky.  I had a dream last night about Pixie Lott kind of.  I don’t know, she was singing Yo! Bum Rush the Show and then she wasn’t really here and like… I dunno, Pixie Lott, Public Enemy.  It was odd.  But I usually don’t fight my subconscious if I can help it.  She must have shown up for some reason and she has looked good when I have seen her lately so today I want to fuck Pixie Lott.

Here is Pixie Lott because I said so.  I guess that is actually the pure reasoning for every single post I make but today I am feeling a little tired.  I shouldn’t be, I went to bed last night and slept for like 10 straight hours. I only even woke up then because someone called me and woke me up.  I feel like a teenager or something.  So I chose Pixie Lott cause I was like man, who will I post today and she popped into my mind.  Probably because I like thinking about her because she’s pretty.  That works for me, you know me and British girls.  Today I want to fuck Pixie Lott.

Pixie Lott is here today because she gives me happy thoughts.  That’s not some innuendo, though I guess the potential innuendo there could be true, too.  But my point is she isn’t here because of innuendo, she’s here because like lots of things we start to associate someone with something else and they become linked.  Pixie Lott is like that for me so I love seeing pictures of her for many reasons, the main two being happy thoughts and she is very pretty.  And boy is she pretty, just look at her.  Oh yeah, and also blah blah blah British and Blonde.  I have a sickness or something.  I have a fever and the only cure is more Pixie Lott?  Sounds more appealing than cowbell.  Today I want to fuck Pixie Lott.

So if you don’t know, we form stronger memories around strong emotions.  It’s why we remember a great date, or the greatest night out we had with our friends, or the birth of our children, or the death of our loved ones.  If there is a strong emotion behind it there is a strong memory.  I know this because in school it was a way that they try to tell you to study.  It never made a lot of sense to me, like what are you supposed to do, kill your pet so you can pass Criminal Justice?  Sick bastards those professors.  But that is why Pixie Lott is here.  No, not because she killed my dog or anything.  I don’t have a dog.  And even if I did I don’t think she’s that type of person.  She is here because I have strong associations with her and people I care about.  It’s kind of a silly connection but it means that Pixie Lott pops into my mind because they do.  And it means i have very positive reactions to her despite the fact that I really shouldn’t care about a British pop star with no presence in my country whose music I don’t listen to.  I do care though because she makes me think of people I think are great.  Also, you know blonde.  British.  Those are big things for me.  And obviously this post should really just be something, something, legs, because I know you guys love her legs.  I don’t blame you, I like her legs.  She is leg porn.  I get it.  I like it.  I like her.  Today I want to fuck Pixie Lott.

If blogging Pixie Lott has taught me anything it is that people seem to really like her legs.  I know because so many of the reblogs of her have been tagged with things like “leg porn” and “UNF those legs”.  Well, I am here to say I agree, I like her legs.  So hooray for legs, without them we couldn’t walk and no one would ever send me messages telling me how much they’d like to lick them (to be fair I agree)(to clarify I mean I get the urge to lick them, I have no opinion on you licking them, I am pretty much not concerned with your licking habits assuming they are consentual).  She is of course more than her legs, she is a very pretty girl, just lovely all over.  Of course, at this point it is ridiculously well documented that I have a thing for blondes and that I have a thing for British girls, so she’s kind of a double whammy for me.  Of course, like all British stars she just doesn’t enter my orbit often enough for her to show up all the time but when she does… well rest assured it’s because I was reminded that oh yeah, that girl is really pretty and hits me in my sweet spot.  What I am saying is that today I want to fuck Pixie Lott.