Willkommen, Bienvenue, Welcome.

Congratulations on finding the blog of a one Kurt E. Hummel, fashion design student and acapella extraordinaire. You can usually find me slaving over my design sketches, belting along to show tunes, or attempting to mimic Vogue fashions with thrift store finds.

And before you ask, yes. My allegiance lies with the Bell Tones.

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How kick ass are these FiFA games?

blainstrumental:

Maybe it’s me missing soccer too much at Bellmont, but man, these things are intense. That game this afternoon with Mexico and Brazil? I was on the edge of my seat the whole time! It kinda sucks that the score came out a neutral zero on both sides, but that’s okay. It’ll make the next head to head challenge even better with the stakes so high.

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It’s a good release, too, when I need a break from all the work and rehearsal we’re enduring. Those costumes for Les Mis are kinda heavy material wise, too — in this summer heat, I can’t imagine it’s good for me to walk around in layers of crushed velvet. It’ll be worth it when the show goes up, though. That’s for sure.

I can’t contribute much to the sports portion of this post, but I happen to know quite a bit about costumes. I appreciate their attempts to keep the costumes period, but you’re right. Velvet just doesn’t breathe. 

I.. may have lost my contacts on the golf course yesterday.

blainstrumental:

I don’t know why or how, really, but I think it’s a fate I’ll have to accept at this point. Especially since raiding my room for anything that resembled a contact lens came up empty handed.

My glasses aren’t too bad, though, and they certainly get the job done. They just kinda make me look a little goofy, that’s all. And I don’t need help looking goofy when I’m standing next to the tallest guy at the resort every day, all right?

The good news is that tomorrow brings us another weekend! Which is perfect, really, seeing as I could use a day to sleep in and enjoy my bed for more than six hours.

Oh, stop. I think you happen to look very handsome in your glasses.

Never has a summer been this busy.

tinapella:

I love it, of course, but I barely have time to even enjoy my Netflix now and that’s just cruel. But it’ll all be worth it in the end and I know all of you guys are feeling it just like I am. How is everyone?

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No Netflix? Truly a crime against humanity. 

I’ve been holding on well, Miss Cohen-Chang. I’m trying to find enough free time to take advantage of the spa at the club, but it’s been surprisingly difficult. 

So..

acaharper:

I’m thanking all of the gods I can think of! And your magical powers, my dear. Especially those. You are a true charmer, Mr. Hummel.

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Yet again, Miss Harper, you’ve rendered me speechless. 

Rehearsal is going great!

quinncapella:

Do I even want to know what you think of my boyfriend?

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The blonde Adonis is all yours, Miss Fabray. I’m sticking to my man.  

(Source: samapella)

So..

acaharper:

I totally get you! I really wasn’t meant to be a waitress, either. I mean, I’m so clumpsy that it’s a miracle if my white shirt is white when the day is over.

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Well then, thank goodness you’re friends with a guy who knows all the secrets to getting even the toughest of stains out. Though I’m sure you make up for your lack of balance with your charm. 

Rehearsal is going great!

samapella:

You’re killing me, dude. 

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My apologies, Sam. I just have to speak the truth when attractive men are the subject of conversation.

 

Rehearsal is going great!

quinncapella:

I’m glad you get me.

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We obviously both have impeccable taste. 

(Source: samapella)

Rehearsal is going great!

quinncapella:

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And really hot, too.

(Source: samapella)

So..

acaharper:

Then I’ll happily take you, Kurtie! And that is truly a crime, haven’t anyone offered to go with you or something? Or have you just gotten tired of looking at liquor with your fine bartending gig that you are all like, ‘I-never-want-to-see-another-drink-in-my-life’ when you get off?

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Well that, too. At least it’ll be a relief to have someone make me a drink and not vice versa. I wasn’t made for service.