Being a spinning instructor for life, yoga too.
Fruit, flowers.
Waaaay too many mini-ficus trees in my apt.
I think I might be a caretaker.
Animals.
Dogs pretty much kill me.
Dreaming of one day having a sexy mortgage.
Figuring out ways to make more money.
Taking things that are not. mine.
Thinking I could probably sell mini ficus trees for money.
Also,
thinking money for sex -
not such a bad deal.
I have a itty bitty interest in vampires.
I don't like blood or death
and I really don't like people talking about my veins
or men kissing my neck or threatening my major arteries in any way.
I even have to focus on continuing to breathe when I get needles.
BUT.
I kind of like the sexual obsession of vampires.
I like how there is a king vampire.
And he bites you -
and then you're.
fucked.
You're like, man, gotta stay away from that vampire.
And you tell your friends - stay away from him! He's bad news!
And then,
you see him in a bar...
and you just...
can't...
help yourself...
he's just... so...
delicious.
And he can't get enough of you either.
oooh yeah.
I also dream of
one day,
waking up and
being able to dance on point.
being a pole dancer would also be cool.
Melvin Sokolsky.
Steve McQueen.
Alexander McQueen.
Guayasamin.
Britney Spears.
Rudy.
Marc Jacobs.
Cate the Great.
My little John Hawkins all grown up.
and of course,
yo mama.
I love all sorts of music
and
(or even because)
I love to dance.
Some would say I actually have terrible taste in music.
Like my father.
He says, and I quote:
"You have j.lo taste."
I think that "j.lo" might mean "crap".
But, in my defense - there is some quality music that I love.
And there's BOB.
yes.
bob dylan.
and ray.
and mozart
and yo-yo ma.
(can't go wrong there, can you?)
-Oh-
and Jack Johnson makes me believe
that I can love a man who just likes to surf
and play the guitar
while I teach children
and live in a beach-side shack
- we'd just be happy and in love and sing songs about it -
but my mom says no on this one.
I mean, where would I hang all my princess outfits?
That is...
unless I was a NAKED princess!
YAY! NAKED!
Hmmm.
But then I guess it's inevitable that my naked kingdom would get older...
and no one really adores an elderly naked kingdom as much as they adore
a young perky, bouyant naked kingdom -
the pictures just aren't as much fun...
(well, not really.)
...
I watch
a lot
of movies
and enjoy many of them
in fact
I love them
especially the ones that can make me cry and laugh
and gasp and stare.
but
I can watch Minority Report over and over
because I never can remember what happens at the end.
...
Les Liaisons Dangereuses
The World According to Garp
Love in the Time of Cholera
(We have a charitable deception of nostalgia: "The heart's ability to eliminate the bad and magnify the good, and that, thanks to this artifice, we are able to endure the burden of the past.")
Also, Postsecrets
- all pictures and phrases -
weekly updates here: http://postsecret.blogspot.com
...
My daddy.
Duh.
My bro too.
The bestest, kindest men I know.
(This is my dad
pretending he is saving the world
from being crushed by a giant boulder).
...
PS - Side note on my brother - I really wouldn't be surprised if one day God came down and told me himself that Andrew was the messiah.
Seriously.
And one day, you'll meet him and think so too.
...
And of course, the mom.
PS - Side note on Hyla Jane -
don't cross her
and especially don't hurt me or my brother
she's like a mama lion
she'll kill you
and eat you for dinner
(you see, my mom is not a peaceful vegetarian like yours truly.)
...
And then there's Moe.
Even with no balls
He can still hump with the best of them.
...
So yeah,
I kind of dig my family.
...