More summer fun. And lots of rain.
Monday, June 23rd, 2008I got caught in the hugest rainstorm yesterday! At first I tried to hide under an awning, but my dress wasn’t see through, and the air was pretty warm, so I decided to enjoy myself and get completely soaked through. It was fun… but I definitely got some crazy looks.
Last week I went to see Laura Marling. She is a tiny 18 year old singer/songwriter from London. I saw her play at SXSW, and when I heard that she’d be playing at Mercury Lounge I bought tickets (only $12—she’s not that famous yet). If you like female singer songwriters I really recommend you check her out. She has a teensy bit of stage fright and doesn’t really emote (CGCL called her “dead inside”) but she has a hauntingly powerful voice, and beautiful songs. She has quirky cute music videos too:
I had an AMAZING birthday, by the way.
I got these pretty earrings from my brilliant, adorable, thoughtful husband. They’re lockets! I haven’t put any pictures in them yet, but I think it’s a really cute idea and will probably put in little pics of my cats, my hubs, and my family. They make my neck look long and delicate too, which is a plus.
Also, my sister gave me this trendy/fantastic eco Kooba bag in green. I have barely taken it off my shoulder since my birthday! It has tons of pockets and zippers so I’ll never lose anything again. I’m ecstatic.
Aaaand, you’ll be happy to hear that I DID get an ice cream cake (cookies & cream, and black cherry fro yo), so my day was complete.
One last note: a couple of people have asked if I’m going to keep writing while living in S. Africa.
ABSO-FRIGGIN’-LUTELY!!!
I will definitely try to keep up the blog and post crazy pictures of my new South African life. But I will also keep writing YA fiction. My 2nd book is finished—I haven’t sold it yet, and who knows if I ever will, but I think my writing style has improved since Back Talk.
The new book is a ‘fish out of water’ story about snarky 16 year old indie rocker, Sophia. The summer before her junior year, Sophia is forced to leave her fabulous life of thrift store shopping, playing guitar, and gallivanting with her awesome friends in New York City. Why? Because her braniac mom gets a new job in Little Rock, Arkansas—oh no! Visions of rednecks and fried chicken flood her brain as her fabulous life falls to pieces. Sophia is a wickedly funny character, and the book is her chance to deal (and vent) when it seems as though her life is over.
The show rocked. M.I.A. and her little posse were dancing and running all over the place, and they even invited all the ladies in the audience to jump up on stage and dance with her! (I didn’t go up, I was kinda far back, but still, it was super cool).
and we’re going to go to Vong, one of those fancy 
My friend and I were just talking about that movie, 
And then a few days ago I Netflixed 
Biopic’s aren’t always successful. I can think of a few right now, but I’m gonna bring up Jennifer Love Hewitt as our beloved Audrey Hepburn in 
That’s about it. Sooo… 5 fave things in my living room: my favorite lamp (I wanted it for 2 years but couldn’t figure out where to put it, but then decided to buy it anyway); our record collection w/ such gems as the Jane Fonda Workout Record, ELO, Cyndi Lauper, Christmas with The Smurfs…; my old skool Nintendo NES (Dr. Mario is the best game ever); 
our art collection (it’s small but it’s growing, and I love it all); and my Cuisinart.
my kitty-cats; make-a-plates (we have a huge stack that we’re about to send in!); Gossip Girl (although I’ve missed a couple episodes, so no spoilers please!); cooking with Tempeh; bright, shiny, glorious glitter.
That’s it! Put ‘em in the Cuisinart and blend until both ingredients are completely smooshed and combined. If it’s too dry add more dates; if it’s too wet add more nuts. Next: grab a handful and mold them into candy bar shaped logs (kind of messy, but easy to wash off), wrap them in plastic wrap, and put them in the fridge to chill for a couple hours.
Ethan Hawke standing outside the theater as we headed in to see a play called The Country Girl—so, technically I guess you could say I also saw Morgan Freeman, Frances McDormand, and Peter Gallagher. Ethan looked great. Still cute, sexy, and not as greasy as he’s been known to look in the past.
Then the next night when we were at the new Broadway musical of Cry Baby (we saw a lot of theater because my dad was in town) I spotted Molly Ringwald at intermission! She looked lovely in a white breezy boho top and skirt. It was the first time I’d seen her (in person, not counting Cabaret) since I was 8-years-old & trying on clothes at the Laura Ashley store in LA… ah, memories!
Now, this next one will only be exciting to New Yorkers, and more specifically, New Yorkers who read messages and ads on bulletin/cork boards, or signs posted on bodega windows, because I saw Dan Smith, of 
Oh! Another good one (at least my BFF and I thought so) was world famous Olympic gold medalist 
It’s not even that I want these bizarre finger-toppers, but they just look so damn cool. I think you have to be a dominatrix or a princess to wear them—or both! They’re just so Egypt-fabulous. And from the 
First on my agenda: complain about the new 
And although this is not a novel, I just read (and have cooked several recipes from) 
