mum

cute little things in my apartment that i am oh so very fond of





1. the mezuzah that mum made me



2. the brian bell

future second husband brian brought me this for-realsies cowbell back from switzerland. i can't wait to use it for mahler!


3. the lollipop jar




4. yiddish magnetic poetry

thanks mum! and hello sister stoop!


5. the aunt cathy apron hook



6. the c+m salt n peppa shakers




7. mr. gnome


thank you for housing my loose change, meester gnome.


xoxo


yeh

rob k and rob k!



congratulations to rob klieger for winning the new world audition!!!!!!!

i call this piece, "rob plus palm tree." he gets to move to miami soon!

ALSO


congratulations to one of my very best friends (and in mum's perfect world, my one and only future husband) rob knopper for being the runner up at new world!!!

rob leonardo knopper, ladies and gentleman!

now, while i don't think i completely ate poop in my audition, i unfortunately did not advance :-(

but 


it's ok because i drowned my sorrows in gelato with friend zach!


xoxo


yeh

heute (was almost) nicht mein tag


warning: this post contains hints of number 3 from the list of people i unadmire

reasons why today (was almost) not my day {and i'm serious, this is no joke...}

1. r.i.p. gucci eye glasses. cause of death: my butt.

2. r.i.p. wayfarer sun shades. cause of death: my clumsiness in the fitting room zara.

3. r.i.p. mum's eye glasses! cause of death: gardening. 


i mean... seriously?!?!? 

4. beautiful shoes like these never ever fit my wide feet. (also even if they did, my wallet is still taking the hit from my cheese binge two weeks back). 


but, fear not! new york city to the rescue!!!
seriously... one of the best things about new york is that there's always something that will cheer you up, just blocks away!!

so after spending a few bucks on new cheapo sun shades, i headed up town towards the zabar's knish counter....

but instead, i was pleasantly surprised to stumble upon the rickshaw dumpling truck! (conveniently parked on broadway between 74th street and 75th street, on sundays)

the sista working in the truck lovingly called me a diva. (i had, after all, just purchased bright red lipstick for my upcoming audition and was trying out the look paired with a black flower in my hair) and then she complimented me on my cowgirl dress. i told her i'd trade her the dress for the truck... and i digress...

the dumplings i ordered were chicken and thai basil and they were quite delicious! 

what set these dumplings apart from other dumplings was definitely the sauce. it was a creamy, sweet, coconut-y sauce that was somehow just perfect for a hot summer day. 

the next stop in new york city's effort to cheer me up was bumping into friend allyson wonderland on the street! (no, i don't know her actual name, and no, i don't think anyone else does either, and yes, i agree, that does make sweet nicknames like that all the better). she was about to play the fiddle with her sister on the street to make some moneys. SWEET. if there's anything that will no doubt cheer me up on a not so good day, it's randomly bumping into fun people like allyson!!

and then...

i saw a poster for upcoming movie cloudy with a chance of meatballs

that was one of my all time favorite books when i was little! i can't contain my excitement to see the movie!!! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
oh boy. 

the final stop on my route to cheeriness was my room, sitting on my bed, discussing triangles with friend kyle. so dorky, i am well aware. but discussing new ways to play musics and figuring out new sounds on instruments is just so interesting to me! 

phew. good thing this day don't suck no mo.


xoxo


yeh

silly things



1.

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2.
feast your eyes on the new juilliard room signs. 
notice the braille dots below the numbers.
here's a secret: they're not actually raised. they're just printed on the sign. i mean. seriously? 

3.

a text from mum today:

"i think you're going to have to start making crepes 
storing them in your fridge and wrapping leftovers 
and odds and ends in them for lunch."

personally, i think that's silly. especially since my lunch today was leftover lasagna.

how about a spinach salad wrapped in a whole wheat crepe? orrr chickens and six kinds of mustard in a crepe?!!? ok. i'm doing this tomorrow.

4.


earlier today, friend craig and i were at fairway shopping for salad accouterments when we stumbled across prepackaged edible flowers... right next to the pillsbury crescent rolls. i must think of a perfect occasion for which to buy these. maybe some sort of celebratory tea party?
 i wonder how these would be wrapped up in a crepe, mum. 


in other news...

i saw district 9 last night. it was definitely decent (and a good way to safely hide out from the monstrous hurricane that swept the upper west side last night). but i mean, if you've seen any movie about the apartheid or the holocaust, you're probably better off seeing something else. mr movie makers probably could have saved the buck they spent on all of those alien costumes or whatever because they really didn't do much with the mystery of aliens. they might as well have used humans of another race or nationality, or animals. there was nothing really that was interesting or alien-y about the aliens. 
also, i really wasn't into the fact that the main bro, wickus, turned against humans and teamed up with the aliens. despite the fact that there were a few creepy scientists that were performing bizzaro inhuman experiments on the aliens, wickus should not have killed humans for the sake of the aliens. he should have stood by the humans no matter what, because who knows what these aliens are going to do? they could have poured that gooey shit over the whole world and turned everyone into aliens. sorry, that was sorta out. but seriously. 
maybe he should have sacrificed his arm as to not trigger human vs. alien warfare? just a thought.
also, they didn't fully explain how district 9 turned into such a terrible slum. the woman being interviewed said in passing, "we had to house about 1.5 million aliens in one place. so, naturally, it's going to eventually turn into slums." hold the phone, sista. naturally? that's shady. i think that needed some more (as craig says) 'splainin'. 




additionally,

new roomie chad is finally here!!!!! let the party begin...



xoxo


yeh