Friday, March 26, 2010

Thursday, March 25, 2010

skate witches.



amazers?

hot tub time machine.



seriously, why do i have to be living somewhere that doesn't get new movies until like, 2 months after they come out? are we not living in a global community? are we not all connected? why do i have to wait for this???!

and p.s., whoever made the final call on the title - you RULE.

bits and pieces.





little things. incrementals.

making me smile.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

home is where.





the art is.

this whirlwind schooling experience will be over in just over 3 months.. i can't believe it. it's just whipped by. and it's funny, because it's now that i'm getting homesick - you'd think it should have happened in the fall.

but no. here it is, the first day of spring, and i'm pining away for those sweet grey days on 6th and guelph. among other things..

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Friday, March 19, 2010

what the shit???



for real. no, seriously. what are the japanese mad men smoking to come up with this type of insanity?

sharesies?

Thursday, March 18, 2010

girls girls girls.







i love girls, girls, girls, girls
girls, i do adore
yo put your number on this paper cause i would love to date ya
holla at ya when I come off tour, yea

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

the cheaper show.

The Cheaper Show No. 9 from The Cheaper Show on Vimeo.



this is one of the coolest things about living in vancouver. collaborative practice through trial and error over the past few years has resulted in a highly imaginative, exciting assembly of affordable (!) art available to a public that may not have had access to it otherwise.

the first time i went to this, i was totally blown away. the venue, in gastown is just the perfect space to showcase this kind of collection. if you haven't, you need to check the cheaper show! only a couple of months away..

me & emmers.





this christmas in van, i got to snugs with my homegirl after a long night of mulled-wine fueled debauchery. ry dog brought us some reading material.

i brought the narration.

Monday, March 15, 2010

when light meets dark.









shout outs to natalia and parker for the pretty, and to dan hillier for the art.

i'm home sick today. and homesick today. xo.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

dudes i like.








i save the best for last. obvs.

heavy heshers.










life is a long, strange trip. it is indeed.

looking back, it's fair to say that i've consumed a fair amount of booze in the process of getting to where i'm at now. luckily, i've become well-versed in the art of navigating a hangover. sometimes it pays to be old balls, newbies.

i miss my friends. xo.

Friday, March 12, 2010

phillip's pick: himself.



seriously. this was his choice. himself.

he wanted me to let you all know that it was so none of you forget about him and his vast array of contributions.

carly simon would have a heyday with this shit.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

hello daddy.








i don't know if the handful of dudes that read this blog are going to be turned off by my self-indulgence in posting even more girly shit, but meh.. i'm willing to take a gamble on it.

i bloody well love the runaways, and have spent many an hour lip-synching this song in the mirror and pretending to be cherie currie. the bitch is BAD. she be reppin' undies as outerwear lightyears ahead of lady gaga, et al. real talk.

obvs gonna see the movie.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

may-jah lay-zah.





a bit overcome with work lately. i just want to party.

with lazers.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Saturday, March 6, 2010

types of bitches.



oh, there are so so so many types of bitches. big ones, small ones, short ones, tall ones.. ones that cheat off of you in tests, ones that steal your man.. it's kind of epic, really. but personally, i just like the layout of this list. holler!

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

spread.





obvs, gracie kills amber in this head to head. she's too much to compete with, for reals. every other version could only be a tribute - never comparable. real talk.

and just for shits, middlin' homeboy wiz khalifa implores us to, 'burn after rolling'. my interest is officially piqued.