precious

I'm off to go dancing in Brooklyn tonight and tomorrow we're printshop-hopping. In the meantime, I'll leave you with this gem. It is probably the single most genius video I've seen since SLOTHS!

we was all endangered charms

I finally decided to blog. Perhaps it was becoming too silly to live my own life vicariously through Betty and Diamond/Beth. I'll take up the self-indulgent, narrative torch too. Plus, I love talking about myself. I love telling stories. And despite my efforts to keep all my latest charms to myself, I think a sharing outlet is actually a very lovely idea.

This weekend Betty and I partied with my friend Leon and his clowns in Brooklyn until the sun rose. We hopped around to a party at the Masonic Temple. Ice sculptures and fire breathers. 

They projected silent films on the wall while djs constantly rotated on and off stage.

PBR and local candy.

Betty took a nap. I lurked nearby and was content dancing by myself. 

Dawn snuck up on Betty and I cuddli

ng underneath a fox fur. We giggled alongside a ukelele and I expressed my great admiration for the statue of liberty in the distance. 

When Betty visits, an odd thing happens. Since we talk so often, there is rarely a sense of nostalgia or sadness. Instead, our visits tend to be brimming with nothing more than silly energy. I cannot wait to prance around the city with her again. I'll try to have a slice waiting for you, circus in tow.