(Are you ready for December?)
.flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Bobby says this is his favourite photography of himself drumming, ever. Drummers are the best musicians to photograph because they generally a) have the most photogenic equipment and b) get the worst lighting. I’m always extra super duper [...]
.flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Sometimes having a camera in Los Angeles feels a bit too easy.
Once upon a time, the Red Hearts played at Spaceland with Pansy Division and The Avengers. Then I failed the post the pictures for a zillion years, but the lighting looked so good you’ll just have to forgive me.
Linkedin.com. Yes. In other news, sobriety makes me dream of lemondrops.
.flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } This is Babygirl Garcia, lead singer of Christina & The Christinas.
This is Jennie, a gorgeous girl who takes gorgeous pictures — you can see some of them at JennieWarren.com. (Some of my favourites were taken on the Naughty Bodies Be Good Volume One set, and there’s a super-duper cute shot of Babygirl Garcia on there, too.) Last night we braved the post-Thanksgiving chill to celebrate [...]
Noni cooked turkey, mashed potatoes and the like. Irina made фкусный borshch and her parents brought over beet salad. Anya provided escargots and Ray passed around the Jameson’s. Amanda made her lemon-meringue pie so entirely by hand that she pretty much did everything herself ‘cept grow the lemons, and then drove (stick shift) with the [...]
.flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } I don’t think I fully understand why Thanksgiving is only one month before Christmas. How much crazy eating and spending time with relatives can one tolerate? Maybe Thanksgiving should be in summer. (OK, OK. It’s a harvest festival, [...]
So, the best part was the cowboy-hatted middle-aged men climbing over the fence from the polka-blasting party next door to show of their fast footwork to the hipsters. Then we fought our way inside and upstairs to see The Prayers, who Juanita ended up comparing to baby deer (not sure why). Second best was Sally [...]
Also: Spy glasses from the Midwest make parties that run out of alcohol a lot more fun. Cheers, I & R.
Above is my old shot of Chris T-T at Spaceland. Below are the links for you to buy This Gun Is Not A Gun (released today by Xtra Mile Records and Vital): This Gun Is Not A Gun on iTunes; This Gun Is Not A Gun on Play.com; This Gun Is Not A Gun on [...]
Stayed up ’til dawn with Dita Dimoné, so here’s an old photograph she’s never seen before. I must’ve been living in LA too long; sometimes it really feels like we’re just acting out weird little movies.
.flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } We gathered. We giggled. We ate ridiculously decadent Vosges chocolate. (Oh, the sea salt in the Barcelona Bar!) We dressed like lunatics and played with toys. Such is the way of Utata.
.flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } As promised earlier in my stupidly similarly named post, naughty bodies be good volume one premiere, I finally sat still long enough to edit photos from the precarious premiere party to end all precarious premiere parties. [Hot girls [...]
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…who knew me better than most back in the day, Evil and Not-So-Evil E-Words and giant bowls of tequila and insomnia and novelty stripper names stolen from novelty mod rappers and all-night chit chat and all. Laini is the only person to whom I’ve ever written a lovenote in lipstick on my chest, and we [...]
Red Star Cards (Winter 2007): Pack of three Christmas 2007, New Year, Saint Valentine’s Day, Thank You, Birthday or Just Because cards — available from countess.etsy.com right now. The red star cards are made with my favourite red paper (bright and shiny) and a little red flower. Each card is sent with an ivory envelope, [...]
.flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Last night’s Naughty Bodies Be Good Volume One Echo Park premiere party (San Diego got the premier premiere) was fun, huge and precarious — crowded parties on rocky and unstable hillsides at least ensure all the guests get [...]
The women in my family have a history of running off to America, on the Irish side at least (no one knows anything about the Polish side.) My great-auntie Eileen, my grandad’s half sister, married an American serviceman who took her home. She died young of a brain haemmorhage, but not before having a son [...]
.flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } I live in Echo Park, Los Angeles. I was born in Orsett Hospital, Essex, by caesarian section. My mother says she felt like she cheated by being knocked out for the entire process, and I think I inherited [...]
.flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } The seventh book, from ’03, dragged into ’07 with pictures that weren’t dreamt up yet when I used to draw and seem like a dream nowadays. The moral of the story: things change.
Three Small Apples vs Dimples Dalton and Dimples Dickson, via Countessian.
Gawd, I don’t know. Ask Charandalous.