Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Haute Couture and Getting Hauter
This is Evie Cottrell’s big wedding reception moment. Evie is standing halfway down the big staircase in the manor house foyer, naked inside what’s left of her wedding dress, still holding her rifle… Nobody’s all the way dead yet, but let’s just say the clock is ticking.
Have any of you read Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk? I've been revisiting it because the imagery is just fantastic. Plus, I feel just like Evie Cottrell right now. Ready to go out with a bang.
You know, there's something to be said when people on campus are asking you when the new update on your blog will happen. Patience, darlings. I've had a helluva week and we're only at the hump day.
Recaps, in single sentences, of the things I've done and had happen this week:
1) Done with the play. Exhausted, but glad.
2) The ex was definitely on drugs Saturday night at dinner. You don't just start sweating like crazy and spacing out of nowhere. It scared me. I've never seen that side of him before. Made him less and less attractive.
3) I met one of the most handsome young men I've ever seen yesterday at a presentation. You go to my school? You're in my year? We never ran into one another? How is this possible? I think you are lovely and well-read.
4) I got a hug that was covered with the essence of Jon Hamm from one of my friends who got to be in the same room as him Saturday night.
5) Some (not all) human resources people like to go on power trips. You are not God. Stop it.
6) No sleep is bad.
7) My presentation for Festival of Scholars was one of the best things I've done in a long time. I got the opportunity to sing "Street Life" by Randy Crawford with one of the professors...never thought that would happen!
8) You can download "Charlene (I'm Watching You)" by Stephen and the Colberts anywhere for free. Sweet.
9) Simon & Garfunkel literally saved my life on Friday morning at work where I thought I was going to scream at everyone. Then I remembered the song "America", hummed it to myself, and the moment passed.
10) I wish I could be a Band-Aid like Kate Hudson in Almost Famous. I wish my generation's music was that good too.
Also...most importantly, I learned this: There will be no dull, tedious jobs in my future. No, thank you. I'd rather barista forever and write late at night because at least when you make coffee, you can make it pretty and nobody tells you how to do it because they don't know an espresso machine any better.
Evie Cottrell may not be my role model in this kind of profession. Maybe it's my old favorite Cyd Charisse from Gingerbread. She was an San Francisco girl, after all.
Just like I will be, very soon!
Love to you all,