twerking for the weekend

spent decent-sized chucks of thursday, friday, and saturday running around with lab rat. while engaging in his raison d'etre, he put me on the list at two parties, but we also got in some just-us quality time. we barbecued it up joy yee's in chinatown and judged people at the 18th street pilsen open studios artwalk.

cut my hair. not feeling so good about it. too long or too short, i'm not sure. not edgy or glam enough? it's kind of a long prince valiant pageboy instead of a bedhead-y shag. i think i look like ramona quimby, and i never even read those books.

on a less vapid track, my saturday and sunday largely took place at the design harvest festival, where i hustled goodies for swim cafe, my favorite spot in the city for chai, sandwiches, and soup. it was wonderful to work with karen and her team, and both days were super-sunny. (actually, i kind of got a sunburn on my face.) there were lots of beautiful babies and happy dogs. you get a shot of pride from representing a restaurant that believes in fair trade, organic, veg/vegan, and fresh-healthy options. after hours, karen let me help her bake. this was my first time working in food service, and i loved it.

belle&sebastian night at darkroom

 w/ max at chromeo