Artful Dodger.

So, Randi and I took in the last day of the Utah Arts Festival, yesterday. I was stoked to see all of the local artists and local talent. I always have so much respect for people in a creative outlet. As a bonus, it was a beautiful day. Hello, sunburn. :)

I was most excited to see Cat Palmer's finished work. (I had been invited to participate in her Salt Flats shoot, a month ago.) Interestingly, as we entered the festival, a couple stopped me. They had just purchased a piece of Cat's work, with me hanging out, "front and center". Kinda neat, although as a creep factor, I might be watching them eat in their dining room. haha.

Outta body experience, right here: (The last available piece...)



Weird, that's all I can say.

Yes.

Actually, a clothing line.

Wishy-Washy.

Ummmm, so I haven't updated in a LONG time. I've been "moonlighting" over at these other two thangs: www.ragsandrunways.blogspot.com and most recently, www.monloulouclothing.blogspot.com.

Yep, I'm finally, finally trying to start my own clothing, something or other. The ultimate goal is to evenutally showcase local designers and carry a higher-end level of fashion...However, I feel like I'm starting off in the capacity that I can handle and that people can afford. I feel like that's important. I hope it turns into something that I can do fairly lucratively, or at least comfortably. Cause I really, really, really enjoy it. :)

New Changes:

Ummm, my lovely job @ Chloe is kaput. Unfortunately the business transferred ownership, due to a post-divorce court battle. Currently, Chloe has closed its doors and I don't know if they will re-open. It's a sad situation, since I had so many awesome memories there and count everyone as "family". However, I'm thankful for my time spent there and hope to keep my amazing work "family" in my life, forever.

I have a couch, but I'm not so sure that is a new "happening". But, if you knew me when I lived at my old place, downtown, you knew that I successfully lived there, for over a year, sans couch.

I officially hate interviewing. Especially for jobs that I'm either overqualified for or have no idea and experience with. It's frustrating, to say the least.

I want to take bartending courses.

Also, I don't know why...at all. But, I've been contemplating getting a tattoo. However, I would probably be assaulted by my mother and exiled.

The jury's still out.

Homie.

Welcome.