w e e t i n y b l o g

IT'S WEDNESDAY. WORD.

2010-08-25T10:18:00.000-07:00

* c/o buzzfeed

I KNOW, I KNOW

2010-08-20T12:26:00.000-07:00

I love this video

* dog days are over, yes, so over!

EXACTLY WHERE I REMAIN

2010-08-10T12:05:00.000-07:00

Lykke Li is a beautiful thing to wake up to.

FULL BLOWN

2010-07-26T17:12:00.000-07:00

Husband (to wife): Dinner?

Wife: Margarita.

Husband: Call ------ Restaurant and see if they have a full bar.

(insert phone call here)

Wife (upon hanging up): They have plenty of empty seats at the bar. I quote.

Husband: !

* yes, this is a true story from this weekend (via the office). I heart Fullerton.

CUNNING

2010-07-22T13:02:00.000-07:00

julia randall

Looking at Julia Randall’s insanely rendered coloured pencil drawings of tongues, headless dolls, and Rococo wigs, it’s easy to be distracted by her flawless technique. Subtle creases in a lower lip, stray strands of wispy hair, and gleaming spit bubbles are captured in perfect detail, seemingly more realistic than the naked eye can see....more

* c/o The Block

BONNE JEUDI

2010-07-22T12:57:00.000-07:00

could her expression be better suited to the dress?!

* c/o The Block

SOMETIMES YOU'RE NOT THE HERO IN THE STORY OF YOUR LIFE

2010-07-21T11:07:00.001-07:00

If you are not watching The LXD on hulu, you need to be. It's projects like this, that keep me thirsting, make me need to create. I want to work with these guys.

episode one: The Tale of Trevor Drift

* episodes 4 & 5 dropped today, get watching!

MWAH!

2010-07-21T10:10:00.000-07:00

Obvs. working a theme here this morning. Such a wee site for something so simply sweet. Meet Fuck Yeah Kissing!

SOMETHING SWEET

2010-07-21T09:47:00.000-07:00

* thanks coco!!

THIS DAY

2010-07-15T21:50:00.000-07:00

Six years ago right now I was probably sleeping. Just over half a decade later, I enjoyed a night at the pool drinking beers with my neighbor, re-hashing the one that got away.

I have a bona fide career, six years out. I have a house I built. Looking back I see many accomplishments, milestones really. But tonight I am 25 again and just out of the first of many surgeries, having no idea what lies ahead. I remember how wickedly hot it was already in Los Angeles. Settled in the present, via the past, I can feel that night, almost needing to scratch the bandage on my left boob. Christ I still had boobs, for 25 more days at that point.

Diary, dear Diary! Five years past, I was just returned from Europe with my life flip, turned upside down again. My heart torn in tatters, fist raised at the sky, shaking with anger and fear. That was the summer I tore off the mental bandages. I am pretty sure I sun burned my brain.

Years four and three, if I can't recall right now, I won't stress over. Two years ago I skipped through on an extended summer vacation. Last year I was packing for Paris, feeling like it was all coming to a close and starting over. I crammed so much into last year, last summer season.

So maybe this anniversary has returned with a vengeance from growing pains. In which case, bring on a decade because by then, I'll be on top of my game, just hitting my stride. One that, god willing, will carry me through the amazing marathon of the rest of my life.

x. J

* Downtown sneaks up you in the summer with last minute invitations and everyone more in the mood to random hang out. I love that about this city.

DADA

2010-04-02T12:25:00.000-07:00

The Erykah Badu version is getting some hype today, but it's based off this Matt and Kim video, which I love, so I am posting up the original.

BIG TIME

2010-01-15T09:59:00.000-08:00

I love career news from friends! Congrats P! When you get your Oscar invite you know who your date is!

Marc Forster is attached to direct "The Chancellor Manuscript" for Paramount. The studio -- which paid a rich $4 million for the Robert Ludlum political thriller in 2005 -- has tapped Peter O'Brien to adapt.

Story centers on Peter Chancellor, who turns in a novel about D.C. power brokers who are blackmailed into altering U.S. policies. When some operatives get hold of the manuscript, they think he has uncovered their actual scheme and try to hunt the author down.

Project, which is being developed as a Leonardo DiCaprio star-ring vehicle, has seen earlier drafts penned by Michael Seitzman and Alessandro Camon.

In recent years, the late Ludlum's thrillers have proven irresistible to studios and big-name talent. Universal, the studio behind Ludlum's "Bourne" franchise, is developing "The Sigma Protocol." And Tom Cruise, Denzel Washington and helmer David Cronenberg are attached to an adaptation of "The Matarese Circle" at MGM.

Douglas Wick is producing "Chancellor Manuscript" alongside DiCaprio. Forster's partner Brad Simpson is also involved in some producing capacity as is Captivate Entertainment, which reps the Ludlum estate.

Forster, whose credits include "The Kite Runner," most recently directed the James Bond pic "Quantum of Solace."

O'Brien's credits include the female-driven thriller "Unlocked," which garnered buzz and made the 2008 Black list. Producers Georgina Townsley and Lorenzo di Bonaventura are teaming to put that project together. O'Brien is also writing the game story for the Microsoft game "Halo: Reach."

c/o of Variety

QUOTE OF THE DAY

2010-01-06T15:07:00.000-08:00

"He looked like a Cat-in-a-Can." - web developer M.

On describing her six year old boy after a day of BBQ chicken fun. He was taken for a haircut this morning.

HUMAN INTEREST WITH A SIDE OF RESPONSIBILITY

2010-01-06T14:09:00.000-08:00

As you are most likely aware I work in fashion. Glorious industry that it is, promoting healthy eating and body image, sometimes even I am shocked by its naked underbelly. Maybe appalled fits better. I came across this story thanks to NY MAG and followed it back to the original article in the NY Times. I have posted the link below, if you're a bleedy heart like me, have a drink first.

A CLOTHING CLEARANCE WHERE MORE THAN JUST PRICES HAVE BEEN SLASHED - NY Times

NEWISH YEAR, NEWISH MUSIC

2010-01-06T14:03:00.000-08:00

Every so often I fall into a band. Today is one of those days, only I've been listening to them for a few months and only today did I fall in with them. Must be in the air.

the xx, Islands

PHOTO OF THE DAY

2010-01-05T13:22:00.000-08:00

top down, up top.

via Stick Shift (Vanity Fair's gay car blog)

WELCOME 2010!!

2010-01-04T14:58:00.000-08:00

Happy Birthday New Year! This is then best thing I have seen in the last 4 days.

UPDATED - A FRIDAY PLAYLIST

2009-12-18T10:19:00.000-08:00

Does anyone else remember LOVE SPIT LOVE? I am digging deep here. It's up there with Angela Chase in my important memories of high school. I can see the CD cover as I tear off the snowman wrapping paper between classes in the Science Quad. It's 2 days before Christmas break 1994. The outdoor hallway is cold, gray and dreary (Northern CA is seriously dreary in the heart of Dec.) and I am wearing overalls and (obvs.) Doc Martens with a plaid shirt stolen from my Step Dad (fashion rocked in 1994 - what can I say?) Running for the parking lot and someone's car, ditching the rest of the day to drive around in the rain and argue the importance of algebra when music can make you feel like this!!

Somewhere along the way it got filed in the 1990's as I moved into the aughts. Until this morning when I decided to work on a holiday playlist. "Am I Wrong" started running laps in my head and then the rest of the nineties decided to show up the the party. I am going to work on this continually throughout the day, hence the title UPDATED. As a carry over from last night, we're starting with some classics. Happy Holidays!

xoxo, wee

UPDATED

1. "Sitting on the Dock of the Bay", OTIS REDDING
2. "Nightmoves", BOB SEGER
3. "Tired of Being Alone", AL GREEN
4. "Letter to Elise", THE CURE
5. "But Not Tonight", DEPECHE MODE
6. "Get Off This", CRACKER
7. "Hey Jealousy", GIN BLOSSOMS
8. "I Will Not Take These Things for Granted", TOAD THE WET SPROCKET
9. "Laid", JAMES
10. "Jane Says", Jane's Addiction
11. "Heaven", PSYCHEDELIC FURS
12. "Running Up that Hill", KATE BUSH
13. "Am I Wrong", LOVE SPIT LOVE

14. "Unbelievable", EMF
15. "Set Adrift on Memory Bliss", PM DAWN
16. "November Rain", GUNS N' ROSES
17. "Elegantly Wasted", INXS
18. "To Be with You", MR. BIG
19 "Far Behind", Candlebox
20. "Whose Gonna Ride Your Wild Horses?" U2
21. "MotownPhilly", BOYZ II MEN

22. "If You Go", John Secada
23. "Jealousy", Natalie Merchant
23. "The Promise", Tracy Chapman

TURKEYS, CHICKENS, ANIMAL?

2009-11-25T15:10:00.000-08:00

Pepe's gone ghetto, rats have united, the Electric Mayhem makes a cameo right after a flying fish, Chef leaves the kitchen, Sam Eagle is horrified and I can finally say,

"HAPPY TURKEYTIME™ BITCHES!"

So sing it Piggy, I'm off to get my haircut and celebrate eating the most horrifying bird in the animal kingdom.

Cheers!

wee

THURSDAY BROUGHT TO YOU BY: THE CAT

2009-09-17T16:13:00.000-07:00

Truly? I cannot seem to get enough today. I heart subtitles.

BOXCAT BLOWFISH

2009-09-17T16:11:00.000-07:00

final scene = priceless.

CAN'T HAVE ONE WITHOUT THE OTHER!!

2009-09-10T11:02:00.000-07:00

"hello! I'm jogging" with my radio...file that under awesome!

* thanks C!

THIS WEEK BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE LETTERS F AND U

2009-09-10T10:38:00.000-07:00

I just had to use that little piece of inner-office chatter, because it is true. And it also falls in line with a conversation from last night that was a trip down late 1970's / 1980's kids TV show memory lane. And that conversation was started with this:

"You were a 3,2,1 CONTACT kid weren't you?"

Yes. Yes I was. Then we proceeded to sing the theme song.

Why can't things play out that way at the office? Can't someone make an e-commerce platform that works correctly in ALL browsers? Why? Why, God why!?

xoxo, wee

PS:

THE CAT PIANO

2009-09-04T21:31:00.000-07:00

lovely art direction

SOMEHOW APPROPRIATE

2009-08-31T11:25:00.000-07:00

I am right back in 5th grade playing fog tag and running until I simply could not run any further, listening to this. Which is exactly where I would like to be this morning - away from the heat, the crazy fires eating up Los Angeles, and a host of other obligations. Like work.

AS YET UNTITLED

2009-08-25T22:33:00.000-07:00

welcome, we're varnishing tonight

that's 29 stacked back there, with some other older stuff

the above hot mess, is the makings of more new work

before the varnishing I take digi photos to get final placement right

it's all hands on deck

IT'S REALLY NASTY HOT

2009-08-25T16:12:00.000-07:00

...outside today. So I am playing on the internet and checking in on lots of things that are overdue for a checking. The song makes me laugh and I love her wee frenchie accent. I am all about B/W these days and thinking that may be the inspiration for something new from the wee studio.

In fact, in an obtuse way, this reminds me of my studio work, if it were digital (not hand assembled) and in motion (instead of being finite and trapped under layers of varnish). I've been playing in the studio quite a bit lately. And I have never been happier that my concert plans for the evening were canceled so that I can work! WORK!

the ink/milk/wet parts as transitioners (wee word alert), have me completely enthralled.

PARTY PLANNING

2009-08-24T10:12:00.000-07:00

Re-imagining Chinatown Interactive Exhibition / look closely for wee and dix!

*at Fifth Floor Gallery

THE FINAL FRONTIER

2009-08-21T13:52:00.000-07:00

If this was done in a William Shatner voice, it would be perfection. In its natural form it is the scariest thing I have seen on the internet this week. Happy Friday kids!

*Dixie keeps us well informed.

SPYING ON THE NEIGHBORS SERIES, EPISODE 1

2009-08-19T22:06:00.000-07:00

The Neighbors Have a New Puppy
10:05pm

Scene: (from my window)

Puppy alone in frame, pooping on the floor of the apartment. Once finished Puppy turns to sniff steamy pile of poop and excitedly scampers out of frame. (I laugh hysterically and contemplate calling Sparkles for a play by play)

Sock Feet enters frame, (I determine it is the man half of the couple), and flops into full frame via the couch. He is eating Pringles. He notices the pile to his left and dives right back into the can of Pringles. Sock Feet gets up to fetch the remote.

(without audio I can only deduce he must have said to Bare Feet (the female half), "Get the poop.")

Bare Feet enters frame with blue plastic baggie. Sock Feet opens a beer and changes channels. Bare Feet aims the plastic bag for the pile and scoops the poop. Puppy bounces into frame and chomps on blue plastic baggie. Puppy is really into this new game of tug o' war. Bare Feet swats at Puppy and holds tight to the baggie. Sock Feet turns head and waves his free hand from the couch. Puppy shakes his head.

Blue plastic baggie rips open and poop takes flight. In a twist of instamatic karma, the poop lands on the couch right next to Sock Feet. In his haste to get out of the path of incoming poop, he spills his beer and knocks over the Pringles. I fall over laughing.

When I last peeked, Sock Feet was wildly gesturing and opening his mouth like a bass while Puppy rolled in spilled beer and chips. Bare Feet was standing with the empty blue plastic baggie, right over the spot on the floor where the pile was laid. Now that last part is just not fair.

Lesson: If you spy Puppy's poop, pick it up.

YOU CAN GET IT ALL. ON CRAIGSLIST.

2009-08-16T10:39:00.000-07:00

ROCK MY GRANDFATHER TO DEATH! (Santa Monica)

Date: 2009-08-15, 4:59PM PDT

Hi there! How are you? I'm fine. Okay, let's get serious now. My grandfather is on his deathbed and I'm looking for some musicians who are okay with rocking him to death. He used to be a roadie for several bands including The Rolling Stones and ACDC so this is right up his alley. The gig pays $200 and the rules are simple: Rock your balls off until the old man flatlines. Obviously, no insane shit like breaking a guitar over his head or anything like that. In fact, avoid physical contact if you can. If you're interested, please let me know. Remember: We're taking a man's life with rock so if you feel even a little bit messed up about this, my advice is to keep playing whatever cupcake gigs you currently waste your potential with. Otherwise, shoot me an email. Oh yeah, no "Journey" or any of that other Karaoke bullshit.

Thanks and I'm looking forward to hearing from you!

*Oh craigslist, the joy and atrocities you bring into my life are truly priceless. Thanks for sharing Dixie!

J.E.S.S.I.C.A.

2009-08-12T23:47:00.000-07:00

The former Joking, Epileptic Satanist from the Spacious Instant-coffee-box recently turned Colorful Adulteress

I cannot decide what I like better; Recently turned Colorful Adulteress or Spacious Instant-Coffee-Box. Thanks crazy Facebook/Mad Libs Name quiz. I love mad libs.

xoxo, wee

ONLY ON A MONDAY

2009-08-03T18:09:00.000-07:00

There are so many ridiculous things going on in this video. A guy in a dog suit standing on the side of the road. A guy challenging a guy in a dog suit to a break-dance fight. The guy in the dog suit being a talented dancer. I want to live in their world.

* c/o Today's Big Thing and R.

MUSICAL MONDAY CONTINUES

2009-08-03T16:06:00.000-07:00

* absolutely in love with this

WELCOME MONDAY

2009-08-03T11:29:00.000-07:00

* Bat for Lashes covering The Boss

LOOKING BACKWARDS

2009-07-29T11:25:00.000-07:00

been loving the female vocals lately

INNOVATION INDIA

2009-07-28T13:43:00.000-07:00

On population control in rural India:

“If there is electricity in every village, then people will watch TV till late at night and then fall asleep. They won’t get a chance to produce children,” Mr Azad said. “When there is no electricity there is nothing else to do but produce babies.”

- India's Minister of Health and Family Welfare, Mr. Ghulam Nabi Azad

* c/o FP and the CIA

B'EAU PAL

2009-07-28T12:35:00.000-07:00

“The unique qualities of our water come from 25 years of slow-leaching toxins at the site of the world’s largest industrial accident.”

nice little piece picked up off PSFK

* ps the whole office is buzzing about the baby eatin' lady in TX. where have I been?

PACE YOURSELF

2009-07-28T11:40:00.000-07:00

keeping it simple.

SIMPLE. BRILLIANT.

2009-07-28T11:31:00.000-07:00

Elegantly simple logo animation for MTV Germany.

watch me

* via motionographer

ON TAKING THINGS JUST AS THEY ARE

2009-07-27T23:52:00.001-07:00

Internet, I have a piece of unsolicited advice: take things as they come. No less, no more. Happy Monday!

xoxo, wee

FRANCE : A FIRST LOOK

2009-07-27T23:13:00.000-07:00

More photos!

ma masion!

my driver

some random roadside art/commercialism

apparently the largest columns of this type - thanks hot driver!

hey toto, we're not in LA anymore

* isn't she lovely?

REASON 812 THAT I LOVE THE INTERNET

2009-07-27T22:49:00.000-07:00

First: ATT thanks for finally getting my wireless internet situation resolved. I will pay you now.

So a while back a couple of friends of mine introduced me to the TV based guilty pleasure that is (the fact that it is still on means I am not alone in my fascination, and it is okay to blog my shame), The Bachelorette. When Gossip Girl is in reruns I randomly tune in to this train wreck. Fast forward to tonight, I had errands people - important ones, like buying clothes and toilet paper and spray on sunblock, so I missed the finale. Which is alright since I knew [redacted] would be on point - LIVE BLOGGING. I am in love with Dan and Brooke. Here's why:

8:22 Dan: Yikes. Dad asks “Are you in love with Jill?” and Kiptyn responds, “I’m getting there.” It’s not like he asked, “Are you almost done remodeling the kitchen?” Just say yes.
…
8:45 Brooke: It's pretty pitiful. He's like the representative for every guy that couldn't get it up and asked for a second chance. That's how you know it's not reality. Cause in real life, those guys are branded impotent for life. And then you tell your friends.

Seriously, Brooke is completely on target. That is a night out where over shots of tequila you share with the girls - he was too drunk, right? And they order another round and say, "Girl, have you ever been too drunk?"

IT'S LIKE PROM YO!

2009-07-23T07:49:00.000-07:00

my date Mark Parker CEO of Nike

my other date, KAWS who's over school dances

the lovely ladies

PROM!

* from opening night

JULY 22, 2004 VS. JULY 22, 2009

2009-07-22T13:01:00.000-07:00

5 goddamn years. 5 life changing years. 5 years filled with more experiences then I thought one person could manage.

Yes, today marks the 5 year birthday of cancer.

The first anniversary was a disaster. It spelled the true beginning of the end of the relationship I was in at the time. I was working and should have taken the day off. I thought my head would explode. I almost bought a new car. I got into a HUGE fight with a parent-in-law type person, because they were an asshole. I cried myself to sleep next to someone and felt so totally alone, I thought my sky was falling in.

Number 2 I took the day off. Let's not talk about how I spent that day, inebriated.

By the time the 3rd day rolled around I was better. I was getting ready to move jobs and planning a trip to London. I was dealing with the first major cancer recurrence scare, which strangely made the first bout's anniversary easier to handle. I realize that makes absolutely no sense, but somehow having a MRI scan that day brought me back to something familiar, and I felt in control. Leave it to me to need the hospital to make me feel better. Most people would die to be back there and here I was handing out Valiums to the older ladies getting the same thing done and scared out of their wits. I was all, this shit is a breeze. Swallow this.

Last year, I don't even remember what I did that day. I was on vacation (being between jobs), but I don't recall needing to be out or to talk a whole lot about it. I do remember that I think I nearly forgot it was the day. Which in retrospect is awesome.

Now I am working, just returned from Paris and seeing where this adventure continues to take me. First stop, a party thrown at my favorite Hotel Bar, by one of my best girls. And I am just excited to catch everyone up on Paris. Screw cancer.

xoxo, wee

PS - Happy Anniversary Mom and Ed-Dad! What a difference 5 years makes. And to Peg - maybe our blue day isn't so blue? But know that I still miss Christopher too. Love you my family!

AURAL FIXATION

2009-07-22T11:51:00.000-07:00

just because it's real, doesn't mean it's gonna work. ahem, amen.

* the blow

NIGHT ONE, DINNER

2009-07-21T22:45:00.000-07:00

the best view of Paris?

oui!

e enjoys the view

how high we are!

the restaurant's classic french style

look at all our artists!

tom and the olives

the first of many stories

trading cameras with KAWS

he thinks his is better. pfft.

wee and Abby

a toast?

bien sur!

tom and mark join in

all together now!

Dzine and Abby really feeling the spirit

into the wee hours we go

I love the surrealism of this shot

beautiful Paris

the old reflected by the new

you can still make it

follow the lights home

* a top Le Centre Pompidou at Restaurant Georges

FAT BOX OR ART?

2009-07-21T22:06:00.000-07:00

Can you suppose why I love these elevators so?

do your eyes deceive you?

now I have to go back, because I didn't push the buttons! what!?

* at Galerie Emmanuel Perrotin

A PROPER INTRODUCTION

2009-07-21T21:37:00.000-07:00

gifts from Nike!

for exploring

just amazed. more self portraits.

SEX AND THE C

2009-07-20T17:40:00.000-07:00

This is posted on a plaque next to Shepard's portrait. For everyone who will not make it to Paris, I want you to have the full experience and as much of the story as I can give you. And now a dust bunny the size of my head just rolled by, so I am dragging my blogging butt off the couch to clean the house.

xoxo, wee

Sex and the C / June 2006

I don’t know your story. I don’t know if you are sick. There is no way for me to look into the future and see if you will ever have to face a diagnosis. I only have my story, the parts that I remember.

I love the hours on either side of midnight. The world is quiet, people are sleeping, the city is dreaming of being the country. It is the time old movies come on my non-cable television. Often they are B-grade romances from the eighties. There is too much Molly Ringwald, full of first love and innocence.

If you were to ask me if I have ever been in love, I would tell you yes. This is not a lie. If you were to ask me if I want to be in love again, I believe I would look at you and simply shrug. It just seems that when I look back on my past, I am watching an old home movie of another girl. I watch without feeling, very analytical. I have become very British. You know, those people across the pond who only show affection to antiques and small dogs. And as I watch that girl, some part of me feels a deep and desperate sadness, because it is impossible to feel anything else. I no longer understand love. It is a language I lost when I stopped practicing.

I listen to songs on repeat. Not whole CDs, just one song for hours. When it gets really bad, for days. This is important because the summer I was diagnosed, I played the Garden State soundtrack over and over, one song at a time.

I didn’t yet own an iPod so my whole house was subjected to my musical misery. I think by the end of that fall, the wheels had just about fallen off my copy and secretly my mother was praying the engine would seize and all would be quiet. It was not to be, and I still have that bright red CD stuffed into a sleeve in my black book that houses the past.

I rarely play that CD now. I am done with all that, I like to tell myself. It would be super nice if that were true.

Maybe my lack of interest in having a love life has less to do with the remains of a terrifying breakup and more with self-image.

To everyone else, I finally look well. Healthy. Perhaps carting around an amount of baby fat just this side of cute makes you look really young, and we all equate youth with health. I feel like someone told my body it was the ark and it had to make space for all those animals. Then it went and accounted for the unicorn, the dragon, the jackalope and all those other fantastical critters the Almighty had no intention of bringing into the next chapter of evolution. Yep, there are rooms aplenty at this inn.

Perhaps I just feel cheated out of the good half of my twenties. The years before babies and love handles, but after the previously mentioned baby fat has magically melted away and your body can still handle celebrating national cheeseburger day once a week. I guess in a nutshell that sums up the problem. I feel cheated, and I don’t have a clue how to fix it.

NIGHT ONE, PARIS

2009-07-20T17:32:00.000-07:00

after dinner, about 2 am. contemplating sleep and this incredible journey. also taking self portraits...

ERIC WHITE: FOYER

2009-07-20T15:09:00.000-07:00

The sheer size and level of detail of this work is nearly overwhelming. In fact I had to kind of dart up to and then away from it before I could get comfortable and really look at it. Odd.

It rounds out my top 5 from the show, (which feels weird to say, like I should love all of the show equally as some fist pump of cancer solidarity) and I am changed by being introduced to his work first hand. Eric White.

wee and e at the show

KAWS: THE END

2009-07-20T14:24:00.000-07:00

The thing about this piece, is the color. Which no where on the web is done any justice. The pink is so alive and healthy and practically vibrating. The chartreusey color is flat out gorgeous. KAWS.

DZINE: THE TIPPING POINT

2009-07-20T13:11:00.000-07:00

This low rider bicycle needs to be witnessed in person. Every last inch is covered in rhinestones, suede, chrome or gilded in some manner. It's sick - just like all the rest of his work. Dzine.

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that's an ipod under the seat. your ass + music = LOVE

the man himself

IN ORDER

2009-07-20T12:43:00.000-07:00

what you need after a night with the bike.

TOM SACHS: LANCE'S TEQUILA BIKE FOR GIRLS PART II

2009-07-20T12:36:00.000-07:00

So playful. Aside from an amazing body of work, Tom was just about the coolest guy - ever. I now understand where all the work comes from (that brain is a force). I had the pleasure of sitting across form him at dinner the first night, and I fell a little bit in love. After the shots at the show I was ready to hit Vegas! Tom Sachs.

where can I get one Tom?

everything you need!

pick your poison

for charlie

is it wrong that this just might be my favorite part?

reinforcements!!

the cost list

TOM SACHS: LANCE'S TEQUILA BIKE FOR GIRLS PART I

2009-07-20T11:59:00.000-07:00

God I loved this piece. It's so true that if I can play with it, I am just enamored by it. Thanks Tom!

hey guys. shots?

that badger spits tequila. I love him.

the ceremonial passing of the shots

look at us go!

the aftermath

THE GREEN ROOM

2009-07-20T11:57:00.000-07:00

where we got to chill while doing press, in the 90 degree heat

ON THE STREET: PARIS

2009-07-20T11:56:00.000-07:00

JESSICA, 2009

2009-07-18T21:31:00.000-07:00

classic Shepard

good morning sunshine. you have cancer.

* a million thank yous Shepard

THE INTERVIEW

2009-07-18T03:46:00.000-07:00

* this was why Nike was in town a few weeks back

STAGES 09 PART II

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* read all about stages 09

CRAZY/COOL/PERSONAL HIGHLIGHTS FROM PARIS

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I just paid 10 Euros for an hour's internet access. WTF? Thanks CDG!

In no particular order:

1. Being hoisted up into the arms of a 6'4" man when we are both falling down drunk, and then carried out of a Parisian night club like Scarlett O'Hara. We proceeded to do yoga in the back of the Mercedes van that carted us back to the hotel. That is what kind of trip this was.

2. Smuggling a 3" totally illegal switch blade in and out of Paris. Even after the CDG random super special bag check, done by 3 different people. They also missed a bunch of pharmaceuticals, that while legal, are all mixed together like a nifty little grab bag of fun. The knife was not on purpose.

3. Finally passing out around NYC and waking up in Paris. My seat mate could not believe I slept through some pretty hairy turbulence, see the handy aforementioned pharms.

4. Walking to the press event and while still in the hotel (thank god), having the buttons on my jumpsuit get into a fight with the button holes and letting me flash anyone around. While kind of black humor appropriate for the event, I opted for a safety pin during all filming.

5. Dancing my feet off the last night and arriving back to the hotel after 6 am. I had to leave for my flight at 10 am. Some sweet planning on my part, and yet sitting here so tired I might fall asleep posting this - I absolutely would not have it any other way.

* I purposely have not mentioned anything related to the party, gallerie opening or portrait as those all deserve individual attention and photos. Good god especially the photos.

STAGES 09

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click to pause

*thank you Nike!

LATE NIGHT, PARIS

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I can see La Tour Eiffel from my balcony. Yes, Paris rocks. More tomorrow or the next day!

xoxo, wee

BESTOWED #2

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* from the wee studio!

29

2009-07-13T11:55:00.000-07:00

JULY 15, 5 YEARS AFTER

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My favorite email in some time:

Yo,

Just wanted you to know that there will be a car waiting to pick you
up at the airport in Paris, just look for the dude holding yer name
up!

J

I am off to Paris tomorrow, (finally, already! yipes!) and I cannot wait to bum around the city for a few days and eat, eat, eat! The hotel is booked and my girl Charlie is hauling my ass to dinner and the airport in just over 24 hours. I have no idea what I am walking into, but that is exactly how cancer was 5 years ago. Indeed I happen to be flying on the exact 5 year anniversary of having that nifty little tumor cut out and pickled in a jar. Seems like this year all those days you think you will never forget or recover from, are having their memories replaced by things like interviews and trips on airplanes to romantic destinations.

5 years out and my legs feel strong, my head is clear and I am ready to embrace the path I cannot see. I beat cancer, I know I will be taken good care of from here on out. I guess I just needed to find a little faith.

xoxo, wee

WEE STUDIO

2009-07-11T01:20:00.000-07:00

...is open for business!

LIFE IS BRIGHT AND SHINY

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SERIES: THINGS I LOVE

2009-07-11T00:33:00.000-07:00

Did you know that I love old firehouses? Well, I do. Like a whole lot. In fact I have always thought it would be ridiculously cool to live in a converted one. And wouldn't you know I moved around the corner from the former Engine no. 23 building? I just might have to look into if it is for sale.

* there is another old timey firehouse on my way to work. it makes me smile every morning.

LOOK OUT FOR BELOW

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I love, love, love this ampersand!!

* on the way to Sunday morning breakfast

SAD OLD LADY

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Every year we take Mom to the horses for her birthday. And every year there are less people in the stands, less races on the track. We all kind of collectively determined that this was our 10th year in coming to the races. Naturally we retold our memories of that first year when it was hot, hot, hot and full of people, kids and horses. There was a carnival for the kids and more bbq and bacon wrapped hot dogs then you could shake a stick at. Firework stands flanked every exit from the parking lot. We bought a few boxes on the way out, and rode home most likely a bit pink, smelling of dirt and hay, still clutching racing forms and a couple extra dollars. I couldn't order a beer or bet that year.

What a difference a decade makes. Recently the last legal roadblock to development of the land was removed. Sadly it will only be a matter of time until Hollywood Park shutters her doors and the big machines move in to tear her down and cart her away. I will not be surprised, but I will be haunted. I learned to ride a horse early in life. I love the big, skittish creatures. I love the romance of the track. In second grade I discovered and read the novel Man O'War. I fell in love with a country so obsessed by horses that it spilled over into places like Tijuiana where men could gamble and ladies were rarely seen. Horse fever gripped the nation and gave us something to believe in as the Great Depression washed across every acre and stole fortunes and futures and splintered families.

This year there were so few people, it was quiet. I could have ordered a beer, but without summer's carefree communal attitude, what was the point? And the fireworks? One lone stand with 3 customers, on the 4th of July.

Everything changes.

* Hollywood Park Race Track

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM AND COUNTRY!!!

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laughed so hard we cried. and I spit water, in public.

*July 4, 2009

MY BOYS

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thanks A and C!

DRESS CHECK!

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Which dress is going with me to the super secret event? Have I mentioned that it is in Paris?

we all know I love the grey

bang trim anyone?

one shoulder with modern draping - yes please

a summertime take on the LBD

urban cool

the naked dress has no back

a crepe classic

this would be appropriate...

wee got it!

IT'S TOTALLY JACKSON BROWNE DAY!!

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*1978

UNDERGROUND HIGH

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* this is the perfect listening quality

898

2009-07-01T03:12:00.000-07:00

This is post 898 according to the backend of blogger. Interesting. 3:16 am, also interesting.

I have a rabid mosquito. No, seriously. The kid is on drugs. Serious bug drugs. I first woke up tonight to scratching matching handcuff bites. My elbow itched. What the hell? 3 bites. Red puffy bites. That is f*cked up. I lie in stealth and read, waiting for his return. No dice. Seen but unsquished.

I give up. Phone rings.

Disturbing crank call that I listened to for far too long. Now I am super awake and cruising the internet in frustration. And you know what? The f*cker bit me AGAIN. On the toe. I looked down and there he be, sucking away and waving. Then he buzzed off. I was too stunned to swat.

I didn't even feel it. That is not right. How the hell else are you supposed to kill them if they can bite you unannounced at 3 am?

I cry foul! And something has got to be done about these guys. How do you mosquito proof a house with industrial push windows and no screens?

signed, West Nile Anyone?

ENJOYING LIFE IN LA, PART II

2009-06-29T23:16:00.000-07:00

I still believe in the magic of this town. I don't know how else to explain everything that is going on. On Saturday I was asked to rehash some pretty heavy life experiences. At the end of it I was left feeling so grateful and enchanted. Life feels really good and strong right now. I cannot imagine all this happening in any other city. For all the times when it was painful before and I felt like LA might just toss me out, were leading up to now. I cannot wait to see where this train is going.

More as this adventure continues to unfold.

me and my crew from Nike

WELL PLAYED, ON SUNDAY!

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ENJOYING LIFE IN LA, PART I

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good

better

best!

* Hollywood Bowl, Janell Monae/Chaka Chan (filling in for Etta James)/Adele

CHARLIE EXPERIENCES DISTRESS, IN 2 SCENES

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* the standard, downtown restroom

WEE WATER TAXI

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SEE LIFE

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Living in Los Angeles, the chance to see actual life is fleeting and generally you must go looking for it. Like say at sea!

dolphin backflip!

ON SATURDAY I FOUND OUT WHY THIS HAS BEEN AN OBSESSION FOR THE LAST WEEK

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* this so makes me want to go back the great depression and sing in a river while hoisting a bottle of moonshine.

WEB OPS DOWN!

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The office went down kind of hard today. We had a rear end collision, a sprained (hopefully) ankle and a cute guy who didn't call (ok, I stole that one from Advertising). Also a super interesting hallway conversation about Calvin Klein seamless undies being worth going broke over and 3 designers drooling over my gay husband (yes I was included and yes it was his cute guy who didn't call).

In other news I did find out that the office is gifting me a dress for my super secret event next month. Guess I didn't make out so badly.

xoxo, wee

NOT WHALES

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* off the coast of Oxnard, CA

LIKE NO OTHER

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slick.

FOREVER IN YOUR KINGDOM

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and this is why

Michael Jackson: August 29, 1958 - June 25, 2009

SATURDAY SAILING WITH CHARLIE

2009-06-25T21:07:00.000-07:00

How it started:

It's also wrong of me to admit that I had this album AND still know all the words... the shame... the shame...

What do ya got going on this weekend - wanna fu*k off an entire Sat. and drive to Ventura to kayak at some islands?

xo,
C

I like what you're thinking.

-Marlo

The kayaking went down hard (even after I got so excited that I ran around the office arms flailing, yelling double KAYAK!!) Actually the whole afternoon crashed and burned and culminated with 2 fancy new nick names in honor of our 1970's personas that were born later that night. But THAT is a whole other story. Holy run on sentence Batman.

We did however go sailing instead. Hello! It's whale watching season.

our merry schooner

Charlie's ready!

it was windy and perfect for inflating the sails

Charlie helps

Marlo enjoys the sitting portion

our camera shy Captain

bye boat!

* charter the Bill of Rights

IT'S LIKE CHRISTMAS IN JULY

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* my life is kind of like this...as in "you tell her it's great, she's killed half of it."

SOUNDTRACK TO SATURDAY

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* yo Charlie - thanks for the worst meal, ever.

FORMER FACTORY

2009-06-21T09:20:00.000-07:00

was a hat factory, now my bedroom

“You have the choice of living in something with character and historic charm, or you can settle for a traditional apartment with four flat walls.”

As the largest adaptive reuse endeavor in Los Angeles, this marks a pivotal moment in downtown’s effort to provide mixed-use, mixed-income housing. Over the past year a long waiting list has accumulated, as waves of prospective downtown-bound residents search for unique loft housing at reasonable rents. These renovated historic & industrial lofts range from 650 to 1,300 square feet.

As one of the only developers voluntarily including 20% affordable housing for the workforce community, he is confident in the neighborhood’s growth. “With eight separate buildings, our project has a critical mass that no other adaptive reuse project in the City of Los Angeles is able to offer.”

The first three buildings to open—the 714 Building, the 716 Building, and the 720/24 Building—will house a total of 44 different floor plans designed to make the best use of their space and high ceilings. “Offering diverse floor plans affords our tenants flexibility to fit their diverse needs,” explains Brad Gwinn, vice president of development.

The Start of the Fashion District

At the beginning of the 20th century Michael J. C, an Irish businessman, established the first garment and textile manufacturing buildings to accommodate the growing fashion industry in Los Angeles—the cornerstone of the Fashion District’s development.

Between 1911 and 1912, Architect Arthur Angel and contractor Carl Leonardt built C’s first four buildings: the 714 Building, the 716 Building, and the adjoined 720/24 Buildings.

The 714 Building, a five-story moderne structure, has a streamline façade with fluted piers that echo between paired windows. The 716 Building, named after a former manufacturer’s rooftop sign, lies behind the 714 Building but can be identified by its wall-size steel grid windows which were designed for maximum light and ventilation. The 720/24 Building once had a very ornate facade which was altered to look more “modern” in the late ’50s. It has horizontal-rotating pivot windows facing the street and a new interior courtyard garden.

The buildings were designated as local historic monuments due to their social and architectural significance in the history of industrial Los Angeles. After renovation, the three-phased project will include 552 loft/condominiums, 100,000 square feet of retail space, a series of rooftop amenities, and a 400 foot-long courtyard/promenade.

“What it comes down to is this,” explained Weinstein to the Los Angeles Business Journal. “You have the choice of living in something with character and historic charm, or you can settle for a traditional apartment with four flat walls.”

LIVING SPACE AT NIGHT, DOWNTOWN LA

2009-06-21T09:18:00.000-07:00

LIVING SPACE, DOWNTOWN LA

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standing in the studio - yes I have a studio!

DAS VIEW

2009-06-21T09:03:00.000-07:00

It feels like Europe here at night, with the soundtrack of NYC. I totally sleep with the windows open (advantages of living on the top floor) and I have never slept better. I need city noise.

from the balcony

out the window

city hall!

FIRST LOOK

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entry view:

front door:

the long and short of it:

the bedroom:

the balcony:

yes you go out the window, that requires a chair to reach

kitchen and bath:

that bathtub is GIANT and stone

underneath:

a pocket park!

WELCOME PLANT BABIES!!

2009-06-21T08:28:00.000-07:00

I love California's native plants. Now I am lucky enough to sport some even without a dirt patch!

* handmade gift from Mommy

SHEEP PONG!!

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* thanks Dad!