an epic of epic epicness.

No one has any idea how excited I am to see this movie. I got into the comic books about a year and a half ago when I heard they were making a movie of them. For a long while I was hesitant that they cast Michael Cera as Scott Pilgrim but now that I've seen the movie trailer, he seems pretty fit for the part, seeing as he's a nerdy pipsqueak weakling, I suppose he'll do fine. My favorite part is that they cast Mary Elizabeth Winstead as Ramona! She's definitely in my top five for favorite actresses. Needless to say, I will probably see this movie on opening night.

shallow pools.

I feel so lame lately. Only because I've got so much to do and I can't seem to get any of it done. I impulse buy when I'm under pressure and that's horridly apparent as of late. I've got a ten page midterm on marxist theory due on wednesday and I'm not even half done with it at this point. but on the bright side (heh) i've got basically a whole new wardrobe coming for me in the mail over the next week. one being a tweed dress:



one twisty...awesome...bucket bag...thing...



and one very very cute awesome coat:

I love the end of seasons because that means el-cheapo for broke-ski ol' me. needless to say, i'm lame but so excited for these to arrive. but for now, back to marx. adios.

precious pearls.

Courtney, doll....

and dear Kaila, darling.

false magic.

It's been decided, i hate the internet. I'm going to spend less time here. In other news, tonight is the night I meet James Christensen. One of my very favorite illustrators of all time.





so strange! but so wonderful. I'm so excited! And after that I'm hoping to head up to salt lake for a couple hours and sneak some shots of courtney in before the night is over. What a day!

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i feel forgotten.

stuck.

my feet are grounded here in utah. I want to get out of here. leave the continent. More than anything, my top three places to visit before I die are:
1. Japan
2. Italy
3. France

in no particular order. That goes for learning to speak french, italian, and japanese as well. When will this dream come true? I suppose when I make it come true. I just feel so...without the wherewithal. money money money money money :(

(deary me!)
Rococo art originated in France under the aristocracy and was usually only created for rich patrons. Though alot of Rococo art shows sexual promiscuity, alot of it was simply, just wonderful to look at (and a whooole lot of it was quite god-awful, as well).

untitled.

shot.

This is Yun Yun. She was an absolute dream to shoot! So beautiful and so full of energy. She designs her own clothes, which are beautiful as well. And can you believe I did her hair myself?! Needless to say, I'm very pleased with the outcome of this shoot (and I love the pink!)

v-day.

Yesterday was Valentine's day. And this being my first V-day with a significant other to actually share it with, you could guess it was pretty special for me. Gregory got me one box of chocolates:

And one dinner to Olive Garden, including one bowl of minestrone, one salad, one breadstick, two slices of bruschetta, and one glass of raspberry lemonade. Oh, I love italian food.
Speaking of v-day, it's impossible to forget my girl Eve Ensler (if you don't recall, she compiled and noted a lovely book the vagina monologues). This woman has deemed February 14th V-day (not for "valentine") to recognize all of the violence that happens to women daily around the world. She's made it a global day for recognizing that sexual and physical violence happens to girls every day and that we plan to stop it. You can read up on this topic more, here. Please take a look, mm? Eve, you rock my vagina.
Happy belated V-day.

oh, and..

number one: new haircut.
I did the unexpected and kept it almost exactly the same (oh, the irony!)
don't be fooled by the infrared, if anything its blacker than ever before.
I feel refreshed.

number two: new wallet,
it's enough to make me feel all new inside and out.
mmmm, yes.