Out With The Old, In With The New

December 31st, a day of reflection and new hope. I'm spending the last day of 2010 with my family in Cortland and I couldn't be happier. 2010 has been a year of many things, great sorrows and great joy. I'm excited to see what 2011 has in store and my hope for us all is that it will bring wonderful things into all our lives. Here's to happiness, health, a little bit of wealth and unmeasurable joy to you and me!

Tesla+Boy=Tesla Boy!

So you know how every once in a while you come across something that just meshes with you, like gets in you and gets itself tangled up and stuck in your DNA? Well that's Tesla Boy's Neon Love for me. The beats, the melody, the rhythm, it just feels like me. If my body, mind, or soul had a sound this would be it.




Here's Tesla Boy's Spirit of the Night just for kicks. Yes, the song is dubbed over Footloose.

I Want My House To Be A Home

Please James T. Hubbell, design my dream home. His work simply is a dream to me; it is beautiful, whimsical, child-like, natural, organic, peaceful and warm. This is everything I could ask for in my very own private space.



James Hubbell is an artist who is connected to nature and his inner dreams which he expresses through architecture and art. He sculpts one-of-a-kind living environments from natural materials that provide shelter and inspiration for those who wish to live in harmony with nature. For more than 50 years he has given the world an inspiring vision of nature as expressed in mosaic, stained glass, wood carving, metal shapes, sculpted concrete, patterned brickwork and stone. His art and architecture has been embodied in homes, schools, gardens, pavillions, nature centers, monasteries, museums, and peace parks around the world.

Don't You Know That You're Toxic?

This is a musical gem my friends. The soundtrack is perfection and the video is true poetry in motion. Olafur Arnalds will be playing at the High Line Ballroom in Chelsea and I would really love to go, I'll need to research this a little further. What I love about Arnalds is that he got his start as the drummer for hardcore/metal band Fighting Shit and then somehow musically moved in this direction.

In other news: I've started a 7 day detox program today. I drank this putrid fiber mix, when I mixed the powder with water it looked like mashed up seaweed, no joke. I'll be taking some herbal supplements later once I finally decide to eat something. To correlate the video above to this tid bit of information, I imagine my bowels will look pretty similar (Fighting Shit, get it?) hence my bowels are true poetry in motion. Yeah, I took it there. Enjoy!

Sleep Deprived

So last night was interesting. It kicked off with the company Christmas Party, which was a great time. The decor was fantastic, thanks to moi, if I may say so myself! Lots of food, lots of drinks, friends and even a comedy show. As the night pressed on word started to circulate about an after party, I wasn't sure if I wanted to go, but I figured "What the hell?" I didn't have anything better to do. I rallied my reserves and put on my disco ball scarf and headed out to the streets with the gang: Gabe, Jennifer, Andres B., Andres C., Carolina and a very drunk Brenda (yes, this is foreshadowing the night's events to come).

We took two cabs to Amnesia down on W. 29th Street. Gabe had connections and was able to get us in, always a plus. The club was great, the music was fun, the lighting was groovy and the crowd was cool. Lots of dancing ensued and drinking of course, not me though I only had one, I can't stand being hung over anymore. Plus at $20 a drink, it was so easy to say no. But it really felt nice to just dance. The beats were so heavy, the air was thick and the bass was so hard I couldn't help but get primal on the dance floor. However, things got a little too primal when Gabe danced with me and kept trying to take my clothes off. I never felt uncomfortable because he is the epitome of a straight playboy and I know he isn't "interested" but please, have some respect for my outfit!

At about 4AM we moved the party outside and decided to call for our company approved VIP car service back home (I could get used to a personal chauffeur, beats public transportation any day). Gabe had a 5AM flight to catch to Miami, Brenda was obliterated and the rest of us had danced our faces off. I won't get into details but Brenda was the queen of crazy: screaming in the streets, crying and didn't even know her address (But God bless her, she made my night!). This is why it pays to go out with an assistant, I anticipated this and had already arranged the car service for her. I put her in the car and looked at the driver and said "No matter what she says, take her to the address I have given you and no where else." Then my car came and I was home by 5AM. I think I'll go nap now...

Bright Side

So I've been having a rough time financially which has kind of put me down in the dumps for the holidays. As of today, I haven't been paid in exactly a month, so my bills are piling up and then add the stress of the holidays on top of that, no fun! It's a humiliating and frustrating experience having to ask to be paid. I actually felt guilty asking for my money, if you can understand that?! I can't, but that's how I felt. Then I snapped to and thought to myself "Wait. I have been working a lot of hours and now it's your turn to fulfill your part of the bargain. PAY ME! It is that simple."

But on the bright side I came home to Christmas cards from my sister, who sent me money to pay for my bus ticket home as a Christmas gift, and a card from Garret and Chris. I have the best friends and family in the world.

Dreaming in an Apple Bed

As I ready for my adventures in Slumberland I find myself listening to Apple Bed by Sparklehorse. I can't help but wonder why I am alone. I believe in love and my heart is open, I just wonder if it's all a matter of timing. But it's too late and I'm too tired for these late night thoughts. I just wonder when I'll be in step with the rhythm of my life and get the timing just right.


Apple Bed - Sparklehorse

of horses wet
with melted ice
they would not heed
my advice
and burdened limbs
of its weight
to break and rot
a whispered fate

please
doctor, please

around me
in a bloody sea
to breach the hive
and smoke the bees
you can be my friend
you can be my dog
you can be my life
you can be my fog

please
doctor, please

the witches will return to their sticky tree knots
I will feel the sun
I will feel the sun
I will feel the sun coming down

I wish I had
a horse's head
a tiger's heart
an apple bed

Here's to You LES.

I met up with Danny last night for some city funzies. I suggested some low-key Christmas fun and Danny wanted to drink. So we decided to meet somewhere in the middle and ended up in the Lower East Side and we both got exactly what we wanted. SantaCon was happening last night in SoHo and the LES, literally everyone was dressed as Santa, even the homeless people. Naturally, I was in love.




After taking in the sights and trying to get a table at this dive Mexican restaurant (that smelled delicious by the way!) we headed to Urge, on 2nd Ave., this dark and seedy place right next to the ultra-pervy The Cock. Mind you, I did not want to go into The Cock, because I like seedy in moderation, but not unabashed trashiness. It was a great time and just what Danny and I both wanted. The bartender was fantastic, the drinks were strong, the people were friendly and a John Water's film was playing on the two large screen monitors.

Yes, Robert Francis, I Will Love You Forever.

I have been in love with Robert Francis' music for years now and never thought to youtube his videos until tonight. Boy oh boy was I pleasantly surprised! Not only is he an amazing artist, he is beautiful. Universe, if you are reading my blog can Robert Francis please be my boyfriend?





In other news, I'm still hoping to get good news from The Met! I'm sick of playing Cinderella. Universe, if you are reading my blog can I get a job that I love (and make money)?

Thank you Universe for all the good things you're about to bring into my life, including Robert Francis and a job at The Met!

Bizzar-o-Rama!

If you thought your family was weird, you need to check this site out. Awkward Family Photos is my new favorite blog, please join me in relishing in a moment of awkward silence dedicated to these off the wall families.

It's an Honor Just to be Nominated

So today was a big day in my life. I interviewed at The Metropolitan Museum of Art today!!! The interview with HR went so well that I was introduced to Melinda Watt, Associate Curator for European textiles, Supervising Curator of the Antonio Ratti Textile Center, who conducted a 2nd interview with me that went equally as well. I feel really great about it and keep thinking "Wow. I can't believe I just interviewed at The Met." Now I just have to wait and that is the hardest part.