Oh man Olga

What a fantastic evening.

Oh man Olga

What a fantastic evening.

Crazyness!

Oh my oh my the finals, they are here in full-force. I have 14 & 15 days till my last critiques. Fantastic. It's such a strange feeling to be on a cusp, to be running towards the cliffs' edge, and not knowing whether you will fly or fall. Pretty exciting time.

Zomg.

So, today I worked, then dressed up like a zombie and protested at the inner harbor with my friend Kate. I just gorged myself on tofurkey with extra dijon mustard, and I am about to slip into a tofurkey coma. My friend Sima and I cleaned and fell asleep to The Wizard of Oz last night. All-in-all, a lovely time had by all.

I hereby declare it, Pantsless Wednesday

The best part about sticking around Baltimore for Thanksgiving is getting my two-person apartment all to myself, catching up on cleaning and homework, cleaning out the refridgerator.  Gabriella, my seriously awesome roomie, has headed to Brooklyn to see her sisters and mother and father, and now that fashion show is over, I get a minute to BREATHE!  Today I am heading early early to Whole Foods, then Safeway, and I'll be starting to prepare some dishes for thanksgiving at my friend Chuck's place.  And as long as I am in this apartment without my roommate, I refuse to wear pants. No offense.

ROCK THAT!

So, I did most of the graphic design for ROCK THAT, which was the first fashion show put on by MICA's experimental fashion program. We had over 250 guests, and I put together this display for my work since I didn't really want to deal with having runway models. Instead I ran the lcd projector that rear-projected our logo and titles of designers. And then I slept for 12 hours.

Hello, My name is L, and I'm an adult.

Last Friday I had the opportunity to go to the Maryland College Personnel Association conference and graduate school fair and I had the pleasure of running into another Suitland Visual Arts grad who is getting his Masters' in Student Affairs. Joe is two years ahead of me and is a hall director at Shippensburg in Pennsylvania. What's pretty exciting right now is there is going to be a show of 20 years of art program graduates at Suitland next year, and I am really excited to see what everyone's up to. That being said, I'm not upset at all about going into Student Affairs, because I know know know that that's what I am meant to do. I can improve students' experiences at school and impact their development as college students and adults, and I can do it in an artists' community like MICA, RISD, SVA, Cooper, Savannah, Memphis, CCA, SAIC, or Parsons. It was fantastic to be with this highly-specialized group of individuals who work in student affairs, people at all stages in their careers, from graduate students to entry-level to shining stars in their professions, the future president of the ACPA. I made business cards, hobnobbed, won a pen set, ate cake, enjoyed myself thoroughly despite the strange business-casual appearances. And everyone was SO friendly, these are extroverts, amazing men and women who have dealt with crisis and care to their residents and students.

There's that dark part inside that likes to be scared.

Nothin' like A&E crime docudramathons to get you in the mood to surf missing and exploted children web sites.  Here's a little tip:  You're going to want to stay out of the "unknown" section, as it's drawn or photographed 3-d clay reconstruction of unidentified bodies they've found. Hooboy.  Dark curiosity, thy name is L.

Oh, adzuki beans.

I made adzuki bean paste.  It's beans and sugar and water.  What a delightful concoction!  And it's a very pretty purple color!

Damn you, Clorox.

All I wanted was to not be sleeping in my own germs.  I didn't realize my roommate had ultra bleach, and while I don't bleach my whites/colors regularly, I don't bleach them THAT much.  Suffice it to say my green cotton waffle blanket is yellow, G-d only knows about everything else.  Sigh.  Thank goodness I didn't put in my interview dress.

Ugh.

Wow. I can't even tell you how much it sucks to be sick this week. I have a fashion show display I'm doing at the end of the week and presenting on Sunday, a lot of things to do this week to get to the point where I can shoot my outfits out in nature, which includes a trip someplace as well as printing high-quality digital photos in a decent size of those pieces and mounting them. I'm just full of mucous to the point where I am queasy from the moment I wake up to that that I I go to bed, excepting when I drink lots of tea or eat soup. The roomie has taken to dumpster-diving for food, and consequently we have copious amounts of guilt-free food (guilt-free in the sense that I don't feel like I've got to hoard it). And yet somehow, I'm awake right now. Dear G-d, help me now.

I am a consumer whore!

I'm pretty much head-over-heels for these Vibram Five Fingers shoes. They cost less than a pair of Keen Newport or Venice!

Pleasures of Autumn.

The boy and I went out to the county yesterday to go to Steve & Barry's to pick up a couple pairs of jeans each, since my current jeans have holes in the crotch and knee. And are falling off of me. Thus, hooray jeans! I got Sarah Jessica Parker's "Bitten" boyfriend and straight leg jeans, less than $20 each. I also picked up a dress for interviews at Target since I'm going to the MCPA conference later this month since it's also a grad school fair. And while at Target I saw a massive number of socks and tights in every color and pattern imaginable. And I have quite an imagination when it comes to this. I was thrilled to get a pair of over-the-knee, knee-highs, and tights, again possibly for the conference. To me, one of the greatest joys of cool weather will always be thick, high socks. Along with soup and rough-cut piping-hot oatmeal in mornings, the socks can make my day. So it's with great joy that the weather has finally turned here in Baltimore.

Landmark takes Baltimore!

There's a theatre I'm very fond of back in L.A., a single-screen old-fashioned theatre missing only double-features (but there's always the New Beverly for that). Midnight revival shows and Rocky Horror are a couple highlights of the Los Angeles Landmark Nuart Theatre. Baltimore is a city of three theatres. The Charles, which is a great independent theatre, and two adult cinemas. Tomorrow, Baltimore gets a Landmark theatre in the posh and gentrified Harbor East neighborhood. Seven state-of-the-art screens, gourmet concessions and bar, and stadium seating are just a few of the amenities. It looks like it will show a combination of wide-release and independent cinema titles, and I gotta say, it's about time I didn't have to leave the city to see a movie in this town. Thank you, Landmark. Now please, try not to suck too much.