Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Oh Man.

You Stepped on my Blue Suede Shoes.

Elvis is kicking my ass this month.

Before I'm a Quarter.

Life is what you make of it and I feel like I haven't been making very much of mine.
My family would argue that I've done a lot with my life so far, being that I moved to NY by myself when I was 22 and have been working in fashion using my degree. I've always paid my own rent and my own bills and have been doing ok.
It's not enough for me though. I don't want to be sitting in an office everyday for the rest of my life. I don't want to be sitting in an office right now.
I want to be making art and sewing and meeting interesting people and traveling. The art that I've made has been so half-assed, it's not even worth thinking about.
I'm going to be 25 in October. I can't keep putting things off and telling myself that I'm too tired or waiting for other people. I need a push.
I cleaned up a little in my apartment which actually does motivate me because there's room in there now. haha

In other news, I was getting on the train last night and I overheard this guy say, "You can trust me. I'm from the Bronx." So awesome.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Water Ice and Soft Pretzels

This is the tomato plant that my landlord has been growing out front of our building. It's quite hideous and the tomatoes are really small. I think it's dying. It's actually pretty embarrassing. It's taking over the entire front of the house....and I certainly wouldn't eat those tomatoes.
I was heading to Philly on Saturday to meet with Beth, her sister Adele, and their cousin Helene to do wedding stuff. Someone wrote this on a blank sign down in the subway by my apartment. I don't think God would want people to pretend they're Him and write things like this. Then again, I haven't read John 16, so I don't know what it means.


When I got to Philly, I had a while before I had to meet with Beth. Since I had to meet her on fabric row, I walked around there and South St for a while. I never really get to do that anymore, and since that area was basically my high school hangout (and some of college) it was nice to re-visit.

I remember this place, but I don't remember it being on the street I found it on. I like it because it matches my nails right now.


It's so weird, but life really does go on without you. This is not the South St I know. It's much cleaner and there aren't any trees anymore. I remember those trees that everybody used to stick their gum to. They're not there anymore. The stores are the same for the most part, but it seems like there's a lot more sidewalk or something.


I miss Rita's terribly. A few weekends ago I was home and I got a gelati with wild black cherry water ice and chocolate custard. It was heavenly. haha The sign is telling the truth.

We used to go to Rita's every year on the first day of spring because they give out free water ice. So awesome.

My favorite water ice place though is Pop's in south Philly. My mom mom used to take my cousins, my sister and me there all the time every summer when we were growing up. I always got lemon, although I hated that it had pieces of lemon in it. I always stuck them to the inside of the cup. hahahaha

The best thing to go with water ice is a soft pretzel with spicy mustard. I miss it so much. I really do.

This made me sad because it if were my bike, I know I'd be devastated. And it's locked up in the front and back...but that doesn't matter. :(

This car is like a matchbox car. I <3>


...To be continued.....

TO DO LIST.


In no particular order:

1. Finish dresses for wedding.
2. Finish sewing pants.
3. Art project #1 (JnglJ) - Plan plan plan
4. Art project #2 - Plan
5. BMX project(s):
5A. Business cards
5B. Stickers
5C. Blog
6. Sewing/clothes:
6A. Turkey Shirt
6B. Macaroni Hat
6C. Wu-Tang
6D. Onesies
6E. Screen for Cupcakes
6F. The RC
6G. Hem black jeans, purple jeans, gold jeans
6H. Brian's wedding present
7. Finish scroll with Ana
8. Fix "Mamby and Shell" necklace
9. Extra Virgin
10. Project Back to School
11. Sketches/boards for Beth's wedding

Monday, August 18, 2008

Elvis is in the Building.


I hate it when Elvis comes to visit once a month because sometimes he ruins everything. Like right now I feel nausious and have chills...not to mention the horrible cramps. Oh and I feel big as a house. And I have to be at work until 6. It's only 9:56.

I just realized that I have blue suede shoes.

Friday, August 15, 2008

This came from Elle Magazine. haha Aw and it's true.

Daily Horoscope:
Weekend Update: This Full Moon/Lunar Eclipse weekend is all about expressing your love, creativity and desire to others, instead of holding back, waiting for the 'perfect' time that never quite comes. State your preferences instead of deferring to others (and then secretly resenting that your needs aren't being met). You need to recognize the role you play in a relationship - and the responsibility you have to keep a friendship or romance alive and kicking. If you find yourself snapping at another or blaming him or her for your dissatisfaction, pause and walk over to the mirror. You're projecting your own issues onto another. As a Libra, you know that you do this, but may have fallen into a routine. This routine will interfere with your ability to manifest lasting happiness. This weekend gives you the motivation to push away from bad old habits that actually pit you against a friend or loved one. There is no need to take sides or assign blame, but there are a hundred reasons to deliberately readjust your attitude - not just for the weekend, either. Look at your relationship history. Think about your connections at home, work, school, everywhere. How many times have you honestly faced the truth about why a friendship failed? You're far more powerful than you're willing to admit and have played a key role in the success and misadventures in your private and professional endeavors. This is your 'get real' weekend.

I Have an Addiction

I'm a sucker for free food.
Especially when it's something sweet.
Or sandwiches.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

My Neck, My Back

So I came home after work, made dinner and got to finishing Helene's pattern. I did it in about an hour and a half, and my back hurts from leaning over my tiny table in my living room. Helene is my best friend's cousin. My best friend is Beth. Beth's getting married in September, and not only have I been asked to make the bridesmaid's dresses, but I've been asked to be a bride's maid. I feel unbelievably honored. Anyway, I really have to focus on this project because I only have a month left. I wanted to make her a board too, with sketches and swatches - just like in school.

Right now I'm sprawled out on my couch with the Olympics as my background noise, trying to recap my day. I think about so much all day while I'm at work. I think about my hair, my clothes, things (objects) I want to paint, clothes I want to make, stuff that would be funny if it existed, food I should and shouldn't be eating, wondering what other people are doing...and why I can't have a summer vacation. I'm hoping after these dresses are finished, I can start working on things and displaying them here.



My desk looks a lot like my apartment right now.


But looking at my apartment, you'd think I'm busier than I actually am. I just start things and then leave them set up so it reminds me to work on it. It's quite embarrassing at this time.


One of my next "goals" is to get to the eye doctor and get new prescription lenses in these vintage Cazal frames I bought in the beginning of the summer. I haven't been able to wear them because they don't even have non-prescription lenses in them. I wore them once on the 4th of July. No one has any sort of documentation of that night - of any kind. The one night I'd like to have pictures of, and no one brought a camera. Anyway, I'll keep you posted on when I get the lenses.


This has got to be one of the most boring posts ever.

Shower to Shower

So I went outside during my lunch break to get some yogurt and this guy cut me off - he was walking way too close...Long story short, he definitely smelled like tacos, and not in a good way. He smelled like that B.O. spice that they put in those "taco seasoning" mixes you buy at the grocery store. To make matters worse, he was wearing cargo pants with thong flip flps. Unfortunately I left my camera inside during my venture to Trader Joe's. Maybe next time I'll be more prepared.