How to be Broke and Fabulous!
Were I a different type of person, I would write this book. Tonight, my roommate and I got ready to hit the town, after drowsily awakening on the wrong side of noon from a late night of extolling our woes of broke-dom over Boba Milk Tea and sketchbooks.
But tonight (a-ha!) was going to be different!
We donned our cooler-than-cool hipster wear and sprinkled glitter in our multi-colored hair. We strapped on our 6-inch boots, and made our lips wet with sparkle kiss-me gloss.
Where were we going?
To the Apple Store.
But wait! There's more.
To the Apple Store. To a DVD screening, and stealth appearance by Moby. Attendees were well under 40 people, having only heard by word of mouth or super secret internet rumor websites. (And, yes, I fall into the latter category.)
We stood in a very small room for an hour, seeing videos of aliens and Moby interviewing a sock puppet fish. And then Moby appeared, being cute and political and charming and rather entertaining.
Oh, yes. We were having an "L.A. moment." Hobnobbing, the whole bit. Being part of the underground.
(I probably should mention at this point that I also regularly get invited to parties held by the likes of Russel Simmons and Missy Elliot-- no, I have no idea how. I seem to have a knack for attracting myself to outlandish venues involving celebrities.)
After the little chat drummed down, we went to FAO Schwartz, and amused ourselves by reading the backs of Movie Producer Barbie and Production Assistant Melody doll boxes.
Finally, we jetted off to the top floor of Barnes & Noble and I shamelessly flirted myself to a free Gingerbread Latte and Cranberry Bliss Bar.
I am fabulous.
The night of a fun?
A whopping $2. (Or $1 per person, if you're being picky.)
This is one of those nights when I really love Los Angeles.
Were I a different type of person, I would write this book. Tonight, my roommate and I got ready to hit the town, after drowsily awakening on the wrong side of noon from a late night of extolling our woes of broke-dom over Boba Milk Tea and sketchbooks.
But tonight (a-ha!) was going to be different!
We donned our cooler-than-cool hipster wear and sprinkled glitter in our multi-colored hair. We strapped on our 6-inch boots, and made our lips wet with sparkle kiss-me gloss.
Where were we going?
To the Apple Store.
But wait! There's more.
To the Apple Store. To a DVD screening, and stealth appearance by Moby. Attendees were well under 40 people, having only heard by word of mouth or super secret internet rumor websites. (And, yes, I fall into the latter category.)
We stood in a very small room for an hour, seeing videos of aliens and Moby interviewing a sock puppet fish. And then Moby appeared, being cute and political and charming and rather entertaining.
Oh, yes. We were having an "L.A. moment." Hobnobbing, the whole bit. Being part of the underground.
(I probably should mention at this point that I also regularly get invited to parties held by the likes of Russel Simmons and Missy Elliot-- no, I have no idea how. I seem to have a knack for attracting myself to outlandish venues involving celebrities.)
After the little chat drummed down, we went to FAO Schwartz, and amused ourselves by reading the backs of Movie Producer Barbie and Production Assistant Melody doll boxes.
Finally, we jetted off to the top floor of Barnes & Noble and I shamelessly flirted myself to a free Gingerbread Latte and Cranberry Bliss Bar.
I am fabulous.
The night of a fun?
A whopping $2. (Or $1 per person, if you're being picky.)
This is one of those nights when I really love Los Angeles.
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janet:
Thanks! You're a great dancer and it was nice to see someone who could really shake it 
. What kind of art do you do?
. What kind of art do you do?
pocketrocket:
hows my fav dancer????????????