CLUB FANCY

It was Wednesday night. She stared at her reflection in the dressing table mirror. Grasping a long silver pin, she pulled off the cocktail hat and laid it aside. This night would be the kick off to the Holiday Season. An endless string of parties and fancy dresses and polite conversation. How boring. Wouldn't it be grand if this year, there was a scandal to breathe life into Los Angeles? She dropped a monogrammed silver lighter into her evening purse, it did not boast her initials.

Hope you like the new header.

xoxo, wee

AM I CRAZY OR CONFUSED?

I spent too much of the day glued to CNN. Mumbai, Thailand...NYC. WTF? I may have had too much to drink tonight, but what is going on? At lunch we discussed literature, the pivotal kind (think Ayn Rand, Vonnegut and Huxley). And how maybe, everything repeats itself or could at any moment.

Is anything so important that you could and would take another life - a selected life? In Mumbai they sought out the British and the Americans. I cannot wrap my head around such hatred. I am sheltered. I am naive. I am American. I love my country.

Does this make me a target?

Every Wednesday we meet at the Hotel Bel Air. We discuss life and our differing politics. We also rehash Gossip Girl and my Hot Neighbor. It's a much needed mid week respite. But tonight was clouded by the events half way around the world. I fear for my friends in that part of the world. I am reconsidering a trip to Thailand, while I visit Hong Kong in the spring. Yes internet I am going to Hong Kong. Please proffer your advice.

I suppose that is off topic. I guess, as I approach my bed, I wonder what is on topic. It must not be reality, because I cannot imagine a place where they shoot you based on your passport. I also cannot believe it is 2:43 in the am. I am truly American.

GHETTOGLOSS SHOW 11/08

More than a week ago - gads, did I mention I was a lazy blogger? Point is I rode out to SilverLake for the latest ghettogloss show, Bronx Zoo. It was boisterous and crowded and so artful hipster. I felt right at home in my American apparel dress and hoodie leather jacket (ed. note: I, in no way, support that last sentence but, I think working in fashion is rubbing off on me). I came, I met up with my Artist friend and I bought some of her work and acted like I was fabulous. I even managed to get bananaed by a bikini model in a Gorilla mask. Good times.

FACE FUN

The nerd that I am, had to partake in this! Face Symmetry on BuzzFeed.

COMMITTED

I have loved these guys for a few years. I dug out their last album on Monday and now, have it playing non stop in my head.

SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA SNOW

Last Sunday morning I awoke to a world of smoke, ashy snow and sunlight that made it seem like the apocalypse. I was super jazzed that I had to drive into Hollywood and go to work in the midst of the end of the world. But I am happy to report that a week later, obvs. Hollywood and I survived. Me, just barely - I will not work 13 days straight again.


an hour's worth of ash on my neighbors bumper

IN HONOR OF LAST SUNDAY

"...even the stars are ill at ease"

ps - I was totally craving Bad Religion in the car last weekend, and then wouldn't you know they came on? as in the next song played. I am master of the universe!

QUOTE OF THE DAY

"If you suddenly have something against sitting here like assholes..."

- directed at me.

thanks coco. our office rocks.

GOOD HAIR DAYS AND OTHER NONSENSE

since it is still summer in LA...

QUOTE OF THE DAY

"The guy is so effing smart - he makes miracles happen, over the weekend."
- overheard at the office

WEB, FOR BEER

Ah, time for office antics once more. Do we work? Do we ever. That is why we play so hard.
















hello! it's a mustache!

MAYBE THIS TOO.

IT'S THAT KIND OF FRIDAY

"people will see me and die..."

THE PLIGHT OF A PENGUIN

Last week I returned to my desk and found a creature bound and gagged in my chair. Meet Henry. He was unceremoniously kidnapped from Marketing and stashed in Web Ops. Hmm. I am happy to report that Henry's time in Web Ops has been quite comfortable. Removed from all the ties that bound, he is happily keeping C's seat warm while she is on vacation. We're even teaching him a bit of coding. Tougher to design with flippers, it turns out then code. Go Figure. But mostly he just hums wee penguin tunes. His bag is packed and whenever he gets rescued, he's ready.

But we are happy to keep him until such time as that arises.




why hello. who are you?




we promise to take good care of him


really good care.

WANTED

So maybe beer on a Monday night, is a faux pas. Whatever, how often do the planets align that: I get out of work on time & Sparkles happens to be driving home from San Diego at the same time - which puts her at my place when I pull up? I also happen to have beer in the house which is rare. Thus you see, it was kismet.

A few beers and an episode of Gossip Girl later, I have come to the conclusion that Chuck Bass is my future husband (what!?) toast is the perfect food and myspace is the devil. Also fake eyelashes & leather jackets with hoods rule. So I have plans, like a birthday in Brazil or Germany - since 30 is kinda huge, and that maybe not everything needs a plan.

Maybe I have no right to ask the questions plaguing my head, or stressing over a dream that will never be reality. But if I didn't I wouldn't be me. And I like this girl, who can transform into a party ready outfit in 7 minutes flat (including hair) and show up on your door step ready to go. The very same girl can abandon the party for a night in, in 30 seconds flat if you look at her and say, "You know you look beautiful. That is not anything new, I just thought I should remind you. I don't say it enough." Really? That kind of tops the night a guy I didn't really like said, "You are breath taking". Um, check please.

xoxo, wee

ps - Sparkles, to next year! And every year after. I love you girl!! Myspace is the devil.

BIRTHDAY FACES - OCT/08

I smell that my hat has been lifted...


indeed.





* Murano Restaurant, West Hollywood

ARRESTED WEB DEVELOPMENT

I was arrested for not wearing a costume. What? I thought for sure my Stevie Nicks inspired top was enough!




arrest c/o Officer C-Toe

FISHY SNACKS

* smells exactly like that flaky fish food from childhood - I know everyone remembers that yellow and red plastic jar!

OFFICE FILES - MELLOW YELLOW

* in these bleak economic times, we maintain a cheery outlook!

BITS OF THE BREWERY - 11/08

shiny American muscle






this is a GIANT rug portrait...


how could you not grin at it's absurdness?










the shade is nightlight Madonnas!








first rain!
















caught!

* Brewery Art Walk, Fall 2008