pieces of pottery

sorry this recap has taken me 2 days to post.

diarrhea happened as did period related malaise.

i had a great time at the pieces party!

let's recap this bitch..

here is adler between 2 orchids

not to be confused with this bit of genius here -(for real watch this)

no. i didn't talk to him.

i honestly didn't know what i would say.

'hi' seemed so weird.

things like "your pottery is pretty" and "you're much cuter in person" seemed rude and dumb.

"i'm a blogger" seemed worse than if i had said "i wish hitler were still around".

he was rather diminutive. yet svelte and athletic.

he had on converse.

green i think. lime green.

he sat behind a burlwood table with a chrome base and signed pottery all night long.

i wasn't expecting this to be so much like a book signing.

i was hoping adler would get his drink on with me all of us.

i thought about buying a candle.

didn't.

thought about stealing buying a chrome and metallic cowhide chair.

didn't.

instead i drank. a lot.

i think.

pieces is small.

white.

and full of goodness.

i think a lot of the goodness was moved away for party purposes.

sadness.

i took a few pics right out the gate...

there were a lot of pretty, young people inside.

i am pretty sure they were filming an episode of gossip girl.

i spotted my new boyfriend brian...i call him rosie.

brian is SUPER HIGH ENERGY.

i think we mated.  humping definitely happened.

erika of blu label bungalow was there.

she is prettier than anyone ever.  like nubian i think.

i went with my best girl mollsballs...

that guy standing behind her i think has murder in his eyes. or love.

i have heat murder in my eyes.

bc it was 417 degrees inside pieces inc.

this made me murder-y for sure.

lee has clippings from her magazine features in the back office area...

things like this are always my favorite part.

and the bathroom:

i did not poop.

but i think i peed at least 4 times.

 

i stole this picture from erika:

lee was lovely.

and small.

the woman on the right was the PR lady. kyle.

she cut off my picture taking.

i was not pleased with this.

you see i waited til the end to take pictures bc there were so many people i couldn't get proper fab shots of all the pieces goodness.

everyone left and i started snapping left and right.

that shit got ended.

not..really sure...why.

so i stole a pic from sorellina:

i did manage to pet lee's dog.

who was soft, sweet and clean...

ryder (i think-i was drunk, maybe it was riley?)

but honestly...

this pretty much summed it up for me...

note to everyone:

if you invite me to your party i will either poop in your toilet,

lay down on your couch and start watching tv,

drink all of your booze and eat all of your food and probably bake a cake in your kitchen,

try on your clothes,

spray your perfume onto my body,

and hump you.

 ***so we're clear...

i had a great time...many thanks to lee and the pieces team for a gorgeous party.

i am humbled by your use of faux topiary all over the bar.

it was genius.

 

audition update and an accurate portrayal of everything in the universe..

good news is i couldn't have had a better audition.

bad news is something i ate last night would rather be in the toilet.

l to r:

the photographer of this here picture david naugle, fatty mcbutterchins, mollsballs.


i promise tomorrow i will tell stories of how nothing happened at the pieces inc party other than i met my new boyfriend brian patrick flynn aka decor demon and he will be a june bride.

 steamy foamy d's.

 

i would have enjoyed myself so much more if i weren't melting and weird people weren't talking to me...

en route to pieces inc...

let's just say my outfit rocked.

i got nice and drunk.

 i never said one word to adler.

and lee kleinhelter's legs are the size of my arms.

i have a very important audition today that i must be "off book" for and i don't even know my first line.

so i must dedicate the next few hours of my life to memorization and looking pretty-(no small feat today).

more pics and recaps a little latuh.

i love your mom.

 

 

a couple of things..

 why has no one told me of the powers of sweet chili sauce on everything?

thai chicken legs?

check.

scrambled eggs?

check.

i am contemplating it for peen eating.

no i'm not!!!

(yes i am)

 

also

husband is out with friends tonight which means i am going to girl it up with the girliest of girl movies.

have seen leap year.

up to date on all of the twilight movies.

have not seen remember me with r patz but that austrailian chick from lost might be the worst actress ever in the history of the universe and i might eat my tv just to get her off of it.

have any of you seen remember me?  is the sheer power of r patz enough to see me through?

i need recommendations.

nothing sad.

unless it's romantic sad not preciouspushsapphire sad.

you have about 1 hour to come through for me.

movie time starts at 8.

 

 

this is bullshit is what this is...

my pal raina emailed me asking me if i had seen the latest town & country magazine, and i was all...gross...why would i look at that boring magazine. she then told me that a house here in atlanta was in it and had been decorated by miles redd.

so i got in my car and drove to the bookstore to get it, obvs.

oh and he decorated the shit out of it...

the owners are the people behind the orkin (yes, bugs) franchise..

and they are stupid rich.

had to split these 2 images up so that you could get every detail in the pics...

those walls are covered in turquoise satin. SATIN!!!!!!

wait...did you see that lacquered finish on the walls?? and the brass edging?? go back...

 

rug.

 

i want to have his shiny, lacquery babies.

we are dark..

 

Remember me when I am gone away,

Gone far away into the silent land;

When you can no more hold me by the hand,

Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.

Remember me when no more day by day

You tell me of our future that you plann'd:

Only remember me; you understand

It will be late to counsel then or pray.

Yet if you should forget me for a while

And afterwards remember, do not grieve:

For if the darkness and corruption leave

A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,

Better by far you should forget and smile

Than that you should remember and be sad.

*christina rossetti


thank you marija stephens.

god be with your family.