The good before the bad

I"d like to take the time to say something wonderful about each and every one of us here at Sugar before things get too crazy and ugly. You see, we really are like a family. There are fights, good times, family dinners and outings just like normal. And while we all sit here on our computers quietly working independently, for once there is a silence among us. It is definitely a strange happening so I wanted to indulge in this moment and describe something nice about us all.

Please enjoy our favorite song as you read:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSbdKDL8otc

I'll start with Krystle, AKA Krustle, or Krust, or even the "Krust Monster," as Jameson would say. Krystle comes from a magical land from far, far away called Krustacia. She often speaks Krustanese at times and needs her translator, Danny (who will be joining us later on tour).... OK, OK on a realistic note she is currently sitting across the room quietly working on finding models for our show and happily listening to her music as she works. Without Krystle, I have to say our tour would not be as entertaining for sure. She's an amazing jewelry maker, organizer, tour van driver, and cook. She enjoys a man with a nice boot on his head and is also good at staying out of drama. On another note, she is my wifey. (Details later, but think Vegas gone wild). She enjoys tutus, french fries, Franzia, romantic walks on the beach, helping the homeless, oh and Spike. Unfortunately she is the only one who enjoys Spike. On a lasting note, if you find a bedazzled fanny pack, or even make them, please send it to us!  <3 you Krust!

Moving along to Timmery, AKA Queen Bee, Timm Timm, The black Annie Angel (on occasional guest appearances), Bon Qui Qui, the list goes on. I just call her Timm, or sister from another mother. No, really. We are related. My Great Grandmother's maiden name...actually, never mind. Just trust me on this one. So there would be no tour without Timm. She is the ring leader of us Carney folk. She is the founder of Sugar. She is an amazing person, creator, jewelry maker, fighter, (she's in the lightweight championships---just kidding....maybe), and talks to everyone which is why she has made it as far as she has. Currently taking a nap on the couch as Jameson tries to sneak a picture. But, nope now she is flicking him off. Nice try Jameson! Timm enjoys fashion (obviously), jewelry (which Krust attempts to steal every day and usually, accidentally breaks), and giving hugs to her team...oh wait that's not right. She enjoys life, jalapenos, and being Beautiful. And being called Queen. In fact, you guys should just all bow down now and repeat after me, "Timmery is Queen!" Haha, Juuust kidding....But you may have just made her smile. :) Also, she loves smurfs, so make sure you talk to her about it a lot...insert Kellie's evil laugh here...

This is my son Jameson. I'm not sure how this is physically possible at all, but some people actually believe this statement is true. Although I'm also not denying this statement. It's official on Facebook, so that makes it real. Jameson is our lead hairstylist and beauty coordinator here at Sugar. It is his goal in life to make all of our lives miserable. But, then again, wouldn't you want to if you lived in a tour van with 4 women? We all discovered on this tour that his feet smell. Then, his favorite shoes started to smell so Krust threw them away. Maybe one reason why he refers to her as the "Krust Monster." Although, Timm and I did find another pair of shoes for him at the park and brought them to him. It even came in a box with trash, a Colt 45, some hane's underwear, and it was wet. He was not amused.  :(  OK, but really. Jameson enjoys his phone, listening to his favorite music, hot boys, having a beauty day (AKA doing all of us girls' hair, with no time to do his) doing Timm's hair, doing Krystle's makeup,  learning from Timmery, his phone, and did I mention his phone? Some of those may have been made up. But, really if you are a hot guy please feel free to hit him up. If you need your hurr did please feel free to hit him up. But you can make the payment out to Timmery, Kellie, Krystle, or Linda. Also, if you find a phone or ID that may be his, it probably is. He probably lost it the night before.

This is Linda. AKA, Linder or the SBD (silent but deadly). Linda is probably the nicest person you will ever meet. She's also the nicest person on this tour. She's usually making friends with some really cool people, listening to her headphones, talking on the phone (when we all think she's talking to us), or taking care of her Business. Actually Da Bidnez. It's her amazing clothing line. Oh, I forgot to mention that Linda is one of our designers. She makes super cool jewelry, apparel, as well as unique hoodies. She's also our filmographer and records all of us crazies as well as documents and takes pictures of our whole tour. She's my favorite person to sit in the front with me while I drive the tour van because she's the best navigator. If Linda is MIA she is probably out tagging something, and you may or may not need to prepare yourself to run. Ok, maybe that was just one time. :)  But if you see LA tagged somewhere, it's probably Linda and you should feel special you saw it. Linda pretty much keeps the peace between us and without her we may all kill each other. Def not her favorite thing to do.....but we appreciate it! I think I speak for us all when we say we <3 you!



So there you have it my little Sugar nuggets! Those are probably the nicest things I will say about each of us for a while (oh well besides Linda)!! I'm sure I've left out a ton, but that only means you'll have to follow my blog to find out more. <insert evil laugh here> Ta Ta for now!

XoXo,
Sugar
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Hello we are Sugar and we may be insane...

 So here we are....on our way to fame, fortune, fighting, family bonding, feeling free and flying high! ---Yes we know it's a lot to take in...we all are a bit much, but I promise you will love each and everyone of us! We are delightful as we are crazy and insane. Sugar art and Fashion show is our name and Fun with life and fashionable people is our game! I'm switching my blog up to follow our travels and we hope you can relive every amazing moment with us...and maybe some not-so-amazing moments! But all will be shared from our lives on tour around the country, producing a music, art, and fashion shows in a big city near you! Currently in Atlanta....stay continued for what comes next. Will Timm and Kell fight to the death? Or will Jameson and Timm have another fist fight on the streets in ATL? Will Linda tag another white car and have us all run for our lives when the owners find out? Will the Krust ever find true love, or will Timm continue to torment her with her most hated admirer? And most of all, will Jameson's bodily odors completely kill the whole group? You'll find out soon, and much more including how Krustle's Wii fit exercising in booty shorts and farting affects the group....I promise you don't want to miss out! Ta ta for now my curious little sugar cravers....

xoxo

Sugar
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Where Do The Carny Folk Dwell?

We walked down the street, and watched all the people walk out of their way to move away from us, some suddenly grabbing their child's hand. I whipped my sideways fish-tailed pony tail out of my face and made sure my boobs were still in my dress.Oops! They weren't!  I  looked down at my argyle socks, one higher than the other, coming out of my gold glitter stilettos. They were similar to Timm's hot pink sparkly stiletto's but hers had leopard print leggings coming out, clashing with her blue and pink dress. She flipped her purple wig, "Where do the carny folk dwell!" she asked some random Portlander passerby. He shrugged and joined other people on the other side of the street away from us. "Look at those hotties!" Linda shouted and pointed from behind her camera at a couple guys across the street. Krystle slurred something out that was completely incomprehensible unless Danny was around to translate. She wore her usual tiara and with her hair all crazy and knotted around it. No one can ever understand her when she drinks and we call it her own language, Krustacean. We also called her Krustle, queen of Krustacia. She ran towards the boys with Jameson right behind in his Ninja, hip-hop outfit. Danny came running around the corner from wherever he had wondered off to. His bright yellow knee high tights and aztec-looking jacket super hard to miss. 

After a super long and confusing conversation with the two boys we discovered where the carny folk dwell. A bar called, well, something like the golden nugget or golden crust? Either way,we figured out we had to make a long journey and could take the light rail there and for free! We were so excited we ran over to the light rail. As we waited a small child walked by and studied Krustle, queen of Krustacia but quickly pulled away by his mother. We got so excited when the light rail came and all got on loudly. We asked several passengers if it would take us to the golden nugget. Nobody responded except one nice girl who sunk back in the corner a bit. Every time we thought we had to get off we ran back on and watched the expressions of the passengers go from a sigh of relief, to uptight. We figured we'd make everyone happy by singing a song! We would even make it a round! Timm began singing row row row your boat. But, every time she started, Krustle and Jameson started. Nope, we did not know how to sing a round.

We finally came to a stop and Danny made us all get off. We found our way to Hollywood! But where was the crusty gold nugget? After Jameson fell down, Krustle laid down on the street and a passerby asked if we were ok....another epic journey began!

To be continued....

Trim your bush!

I laughed so hard I almost peed my pants as Timmery squeezed into a big bush next to Cameron's house. "Hurry up, it's wet and prickly in here!" Timmery was laughing so hard as I ran up to Cameron's door. "Ewwwwww! That just sounds wrong!" I laughed harder as I knocked on the door. "There's someone out in the bushes Cam! Hurry, I'm scared!" Cameron was not amused. He said it was cold and went back inside. Must have heard us laughing! Sigh, once again our plans to annoy Cameron, a recent goal in our lives, was foiled! About a week ago Timmery told Cam that she was going to stalk him and watch his every move. "I'm going to be in the bushes, dressed as a bush and I'll be staring right at you when you look out the window," she told Cam. All I could do is picture Timmery dressed like a big bush running around the yard and falling over. Why we thought it would be so amusing to scare Cam with Timmery hiding in a prickly bush is beyond me. Cam and I decided the next day that Timm is probably always out there lurking in the bushes so I suggested we maybe feed her from time to time with our leftover scraps and a bowl of water. We have to take care of the Timmery beast who lives in Cameron's bush!  Later, Timmery explained how wet, prickly, and overgrown the bush was so we decided it def needs a trim. There will be a next time....muahahaha.....Cam, trim your big bush!

" I really need to purchase new friends. I have no words."

I was late picking up Timmery today being held against my will at the Ross shop for less. Well, not quite against my will, but unfortunately, "shop for less," was the weakness in me that brought out a monster. A monster who only wants to shop and only shop. I called Timm ASAP. I told her I was stuck and she helped me pick out what to buy via pictures through texts and I was on my way. Then I was thinking, If I were ugly, I wouldn't shop so much! So I told Timm this when I went to pick her up and she was disgusted. So of course I posted it to Facebook immediately. As I was awaiting my fellow friends responses, we sat in my car waiting for people to cross the street. Then, one guy looked right at me and I blurted out, "OMG, Wouldn't it suck if you had a mole between your eyebrows," totally cutting Timm off her sentence. She laughed and told me she didn't know why she was friends with me. I guess it goes back to the time I posted on facebook to stop posting pictures of your ugly children. What!? I really can't stand ugly children.