eartha kitt

i do. 

well, mainly i just want to leave a nasty note to the guy who chained his bike up to mine. 

bopshop

amazing malibu thrifting day with the wonderful Ms. Sandy Bell! ready for a holiday trunk show:)

genius

i'd love to hear an argument as to why this isn't cool.

gobbling

our hodge podge vegan thanksgiving was similar to this.

 lots of mini pumpkin pies, cooking in underwear & tom foolery. 

my sweet roommate & i - both east coast gals determined not to have a lonesome thanksgiving gathered our significant others and cooked up a feast. the two of us scavenged through 3 different grocery stores in search of tempeh, wheat berries, sage and rutabagas. turns out those aren't considered necessities for the holidays. but as we swapped stories of our worst & best turkey days we kept adding to the list of "must haves". i could not do without BBQ sauce and lil' bridget needed her grandpa's famous mashed potatoes. after 5 hours of cooking, watching Ratatouille and taste testing every new ingredient, we gorged.

i am so thankful for friends and family everywhere i've been and everywhere i will go. it's a wonderful thing to think how many people there are still to meet who will mean as much to you as some of your closest loved ones. it was a thankful thanksgiving indeed.

a love letter

my dearest sriracha,

you have always been there for me - heating up my favorite pad thai, burning the cold out of my sinuses, and just making my taste buds dance. i do not know what i would do without you. i hope that we have a long relationship until my tummy can't handle you anymore.

sincerely yours,
me

queen of giggle

after dying over "bridesmaids", spending a week with my best comic pal, kath, and watching a few episodes of parks & rec - it's time for me to start auditioning.

old jalopy

total class.

hiatus

less than a year later im finally settling into the fact that the sun is always shining here in venice beach and i certainly can swim in the ocean everyday on my lunch break. its a beautiful thing. i left chilly DC, my moderately chubby kitten, all of my family & majority of my rational mind. now i have somehow stumbled upon two overly affectionate cats, an interesting surf infused family and the beginnings of a pinup career. feels real similar to home these days, just slightly stranger.

joy

no, absolutely nothing
no! i regret nothing.
it is paid, swept away, forgotten
i dont care about the past.

nina

one of my favorite tunes.