Velour

My friend Scott had a show at velour the other night. It was a great night of love sak snuggling, taking some fun shots, running into one of my favorite cousins, and enjoying some fine tunes.

nicholas allen

tim george

scott bowden

www.myspace.com/scottschipperbowden

So everybody put your best suit or dress on

It's 2009. Resolution time. I don't have one. Well maybe I do, it just hasn't been formed into words. Maybe be a better blogger? Maybe be "nicer"? Maybe go to school for a change this semester? Maybe be kinder to my landlord? Maybe be kinder to my body? Maybe clean out from under my fingernails and behind my ears more often? Maybe wash my clothes more? Maybe drink all the milk in the fridge before its expiration date? Maybe write to my missionaries more? Maybe lower my daily caffeine intake? Maybe be more green? Maybe learn to walk on top of the snow like Legolas? Maybe sleep in my own bed for the first time in over 2 months? Maybe try to just pick one resolution? Whatever.

I feel like there are a million thoughts exploding in my brain like exploding things these days.

So this is the new year.
And i don't feel any different.
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance (in the distance).

So this is the new year
And I have no resolutions
For self assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions

ps I have an "xoxo" heart tattoo on the corner of my eye right now. it's is also in the exact spot where I ran my face into the towel rack in my bathroom. viva la viva.

I know I know I know...

Im boring. I get it. I am le worst blogger. I know that too. My life has been chocked full of memorable events and bloggable situations. I know all 5 people who read this blog are dying to hear about it all. Never fear. I'll be around.
xoxox

As the end of another holiday draws near, I'd like to take a moment to list all the things I'm thankful for. I'm thankful that no matter how dark things might get, old friendships can still be rekindled. I'm thankful for new relationships that help us realize how far we've come from who we are. And how close we get when we can really be ourselves. I'm thankful that no matter what they say, you can go home again. Whether it's your home or not. But the thing I'm most thankful for? How even on the most giving of days, people can still do something unforgivable. Signed, stealed and delivered, I'm yours. XOXO —gg

I am a streetstyle blog stalking, fb chatting, film-paper-writing, life-guarding, multi-tasking, twilight-midnight-premier(ing) fiend.

Feliz Cumplianos To Me

Last tuesday was my birthday. I turned 21. Now I can buy all the alcohol I want. Hmmph.
Dinner with the bf's was tres chang-y. Thanks for the banana eggroll things whoever.

Food was followed by some good clean wholesome fun in the form of a 30 (ok 45 sorry katie) minute dance party.

Most of the dancing looked like this....

And this....

A bit of this....

And a whole lotta this.

Enjoy. I know I did.

college!

another year. with it brings new roomates

rekindling old friendships

making new ones

learing new skills

losing souls

and new adventures