September 28, 2014 § Leave a comment
I was in LA so I haven’t been able to post these past few days (I was busy eating, spa-ing, discussing online dating profiles, spotting celebrities, learning that Nicole Richie is THE tiniest woman in the world, not sleeping, and eating some more). It was the birthday of my dear friend Chynna who was celebrating for an entire weekend with an infinite amount of food (this girl had a sushi buffet lunch and fancy Napa Rose dinner, plus she had two birthday cakes from Portos and a pre-birthday chocolate cake). Chynna’s an overindulgent wine and dine whore and it’s why I love her.
I thought I’d share some of my favorite reads and videos from the Interwebs last week. I found all of these articles and videos to be actually interesting (read: something worth giving your attention to for longer than a minute). If you’re anything like me, I think you might get something out of them, too.
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September 18, 2014 § 3 Comments
I was having a particularly bad day when I bought It by Alexa Chung: I mistimed my TB test so I had to pay another $20 to get a second needle in my arm, I busted my ass over a poorly paid gig on a pretty damn hot day in the Tenderloin (just being there makes any person feel extra grimey and sweaty), and USPS may have lost my package. The day was getting more annoying as it went on and it’d only been a couple hours. So I went to Anthropologie downtown unenthused to shop for the thing that USPS probably lost, and I found It instead.
September 15, 2014 § 16 Comments
I’ve been blogging since foreverago when Geocities and Homestead were all the rage, and before IM-ing in AOL became ancient history. I discovered that not only do I like to write, but I enjoyed putting my thoughts up online (doing weird stuff in the code to make text fly and gifs dance around became more fun than playing with my lego set, a pretty big change for my 11-year-old self). Since my early blogging days, I’ve made a lot of blogs – a lot – all that I’ve closed down because of 1. embarrassment and 2. more embarrassment, but I still look back on fondly as a record of my past self.
So, who am I and why am I here?
September 7, 2014 § Leave a comment
How is it that a graduating class gets to hear this amazing commencement speech by author Neil Gaiman, and I can’t even remember who the hell spoke at my graduation? Gaiman’s speech is so inspirational, especially for artists where rules of success are never clear or set in stone. Thanks The Daily Post for sharing this.