Monday, May 24, 2010

I'm sorry lu.


I just could not keep you safe. I wish I could have a snuggle just one more time. My perfect puppy, my baby dragon, you are missed and it's only been 26 hours since I lost you.

Saturday, May 22, 2010

mexico..







he lives..

bean soup and madeleines.

I had a hard day yesterday, a bit of comfort was needed..
bean soup, using the hamhock from easter, corn meal-parmesan muffs and madeleines.
Maddies seem to be the yummiest thing ever.

Hope the p's like the soup, I made a ton..

Monday, May 3, 2010

Yesterday and today



Following up a blind call ad in craig's list I found myself to a "hair show model call" at a downtown salon early yesterday morning. When i say early I mean noon. I was the third or fourth girl there as well as a boy who came with his girlfriend. They let the reception room fill up and circulated a names and number sheet.

a hotty stylist by the name of Dimitrios carefully chatted us up about our expectations and chemical treatments and what we didn't want to happen. Me with my short hair and blondness already going on, I think he thought it would be best for me to go a bit darker but he seemed to respect all the trouble I went through to get blond and let me stay so.

There were a few discrete cullings, the "we will call you if we need you" mostly of girls with really black hair and issues with changes. Eventually they had us sign us model releases and brought up in the back area, where the fun really began.
sometime around two I was placed in a chair and they began my color process, first conditioner to protect the damaged hair I guess I have growing on the back of my head, and then more strange alchemy. I lost count of how many times they carefully perfected the color I ended up with, and I had to promise to avoid the chlorinated water in mexico. For which I will do gladly since we are only a few feet from the ocean.
They put me in a dress that looked like squished bugs barfing rainbow. Pretty sure it looked better in person. I couldn't decide if I liked it or not but they seemed to love it and who was I to argue. I think I look good in a hoodie.

Unfortunately I got a ticket for staying after in the parking lot, but the salon said they would take care of it. I was out the door sometime around 6, in time to make it to Jello's for dinner.

We had to be back the next day at the dreadfully early hour of ten, where I spent the next 4 hours reading and trying to get comfortable in one of the few padded chairs they had in the reception area.

Ken Kesey's "Deamon Box" is not the most uplifting nor happy group of stories but it's what I brought along. It was a bit of interesting contrast reading about kesey's exploits on an oregon commune/farm, while I watched the transformation of a dozen or so beautiful people. Pill popping fatties, dead fauns, mean dogs, hippie hanger-on-ers and kids billy and other wise. That whole cycle of life thing that makes me happy I only grow tomatoes and have a Ludog

They perfected the color on a few of the girls, and started cutting everyone else's hair. A few girls dropped a few inches and others dropped a few feet of hair.
Two stylist meticulously wound hair and flat ironed hair for what seemed like and actually was hours. I hit the chair sometime after one and the HOTTEST boy cut my hair, it's not often they make me feel stupid or at a loss for words, but this Ahn did. what do you say to a hotty who just got back from a photo shoot with cosmo italia?

sometime around two they herded us over to the crystal ball room where we had a run through and finished up with makeup.
and then, after franticly finishing hair, makeup and wardrobe, we were on stage, where we did our walk, and the turns. I as per the usually was last in my group and didn't really have time to set my make up. My whole time we had on stage, I sniffled and felt like I was looking awfully weepy I felt a bit better that it was another girl who could not take it and walked off stage, she looked super hot tho, with huge dark brown soup can curls and super perfect bangs..
I had a cocktail waiting for the rest of the gang to finish up, and then the finale, a simple one really, but it worked out well and I did get the cutest hair cut ever.




Saturday, May 1, 2010

may day

The sky over Sake One:
the oyster with the cobra head thing:

David kissing a deep fried fish skeleton with a mouth full of mackerel:


I shucked three hundred and sixty oysters today in sake land. Did the oyster up for the sakeness and then went the syun for snackies. They don't have the meat in a box anymore. I do heart me some fatty tuna. I wonder if the price will drop when people stop eating it because the mercury levels. Fish bones are good.