Music Festivaling

Heyyyyoooo! Haven't blogged in over a week! Whew! Apologies, my friends. Fall is always just as busy for me as summer. Nevertheless, in the past two weeks I have graced George, WA for the annual DMB concert, attended the local music festival known as Bumbershoot here in Seattle, and Mommy Bigley came to visit me with one of her dear friends/neighbors from the lane (aka: where we live in Cali). It's been filled with laughter, sunshine (lots!), and a plethora of alcoholic beverages. Here are some highlights from the past few weeks of weekending:

The Gorge:

Epitome of Gorge-ing: tents, nasty beer,

flip cup, and SUNSHINE!

Candids with Stuart- works everytime!

THE EIKES! (and their Gorge outfits)

Captain Johnboy

Passenger Shellooe

Hot chicks- boating at Vantage

BDE with the satchel, tan lines, and De Walt

White Trash Denim by Johnboy and Yours Truly

BDE and Williamson- Slapping the bag and chugging

the Franzia

REUNITED

Bumbershoot 2011:

N and I hit up the headlining act, Macklemore and Ryan Lewis,

in Key Arena. This was the part where Mack asked where the

70s, 80s, and 90s babies were at. When he announced the 90s more

than half of the stadium screamed and threw their hands up. N and I felt

hella old.

N totally loves Macklemore and for that reason,

I saved our seats while he went to go meet the rapper and

get stuff signed. Little did I know that he would be in a line of

teeny-boppers so long that I would have to enjoy the next show

by myself . . . .

Which ended up being non other than Wiz Khalifa, who my brother

was jealous I was seeing live, but I felt super awkward about given

that I was just this white girl rockin out to Wiz by herself.

I inhaled more weed from the 16-year-old kid smoking next to

me than I have in my entire life (on the few occasions that I have indulged)

and attempted to dance by my lonesome, only to end up feeling stupid

so I just stood there and bopped my head around like a weirdo.

Aaaaaaand I'm exhausted from just writing and reminiscing about all that. Mommy Bigley's visit will have to be blogged about next week I'm afraid . . . . Toodles!

Blind Eye

Ok- this is truly getting extremely frustrating. Because I was too lazy to call up my eye doc in Cali and request a new order of contacts (which usually takes a good 2 weeks to arrive), I have been walking around half blind for over a week! Meaning that I have been wearing only ONE (yes, 1 . . . uno) contact because the left eye one ripped and I have no more left. So now I am stuck wearing my glasses all the time, which I'm sure are thrilled to be out of their case and seeing sunlight, instead of holed up in their normal resting place in the darkness of their Versace case day after day. But seriously, I think I gave a girl at the gym the stink eye the other day because I was doing sit-ups and only the right eye could see properly and I was all squinty and sweaty and it was just bad.

Not too mention that the old woman receptionist at my Cali doc office simply REFUSES to fax my eye history over to my new doc due to patient-doc confidentiality and all that crap. I mean, c'mon, its my EYES not my oh-so-private-female-parts! To make matters worse, my Cali doc was on vacay all last week and now he is back but totally slammed and old lady receptionist says that he is just "soooooo busy." I called her up this morning and said with a bit of nerve, "Well, I have an appointment with my new doctor tomorrow and they really need my eye history. I really don't think it takes that long to send a fax." She pretty much hung up on me after that. RUDE. I really dislike her.

UGH. And now my dad is FORCING me to come into his office over my bday weekend when I am home in Cali to have a cavity filled. Damnitalltohell!

SPOILED sweet . . . not rotten

One of the greatest women on Earth came to visit me last weekend . . . AMA! Omg, we had the most fantastic time! Here's how it all went down. On Thursday night I stocked up at TJ's with lots of fabulous appys and white wine in preparation for her Friday night arrival:

Ama only drinks white . . . She's so classy :)

As I left TJ's, the checkout lady said, "Have fun getting

drunk with your grandma!" HA.

I also picked up some gorg flowers from Pike Place to add splashes of color to our cocktail hours at my apartment:



In true Ama fashion, she landed at SeaTac at 4:20 p.m. so that she was at my office downtown by 5:00 on the dot- Heaven forbid we waste a moment with one another :) And guess what? She picked me up in a limo! Leave it to Ama to sweep into the city in style!

Fancy Pants

Then we indulged in lots of white wine and I made delicious appys!:

From Right to Left: Fresh melon wrapped in prosciutto (ECB creation),

Feta cheese with carmelized onion puff pasteries (TJs), and

Fresh heirloom tomatoes paired with buffala mozzarella- balsalmic vinegar,

olive oil, and salt to taste (ECB creation)- I'm so fancy, no?!

The next day we woke around 10 a.m. and flinted off to Tom Douglas' Etta's for brunch. It was delicious! We played at Pike Place and picked up a few items from the local vendors (paintings for Ama and a necklace for me). Then it was off to LV for my new tote! We were surrounded by beautiful bunches of hydrangeas and given bottles of Evian as we shopped. Here I am with my final purchase:

I heart LV

After that we went shopping at Anthro and I found some great finds on the sale rack. I also discovered some great bowls for my apartment, as I recently realized that I always run out of them! Ama and I decided that it was time for a midday pick-me-up, so we went to The Hard Rock to sit on the rooftop terrace and enjoy some cool beers:

Cheers from a lounging Ama!

Hearts

We ended up staying on the terrace for 3+ hours and N met up with us and we all had GandTs. Then we realized that we had dinner reservations at Dahlia Lounge at 8 p.m. and there was simply NO TIME for Ama and I to shower so we quickly cabbed it home, fluffed up our hair, put on a second layer of makeup and this was the result:

I love when Ama comes to visit :)

At Dahlia we indulged in blackberry margs and N secretly crept away to tell them it was my birthday so I got a special chocolate lava-black cherry cake surprise :)

Blackberry Marg

Happy (early) Birthday to me! 



After dinner, Ama and I changed into our pjs and watched a movie. The following morning we brunched at The Georgian in The Fairmont Hotel and then rode The Ducks as a fun, touristy thing for Ama to experience. Then I dropped her off at the airport and it was a little bit sad but we had such a FABULOUS time, the weather was perfect 80s all weekend, and I just am the luckiest granddaughter that ever lived I think. If you don't have an Ama, you should really look into getting one . . .

What's On My Phone?!

What's On My Phone?!

When I got back from a quick weekend getaway, I was graced with a personal card (!!!) from my dearest friend B:

It now sits on my desk at work and has become

a new personal motto. And its all glittery and chic

and there's a crown- so duh, i love it!

I walked into work last Friday morning and this was sitting on my desk:

It's from my most favorite co-worker EVER, M.

It's a coconut cream pie from Tom Douglas' Dahlia

Bakery in Seattle and it is the BEST. EVER.

Seriously- you have to try. On the top of the box

M wrote: "Have a Fabulous Weekend!"

love her.

Couldn't resist taking another photo of my cat when I was home in Cali:

I am honestly considering getting one of my own up here. I

need a furry friend :(

N and I are season ticketholders for the Hawks!:

GO SEAHAWKS!



Maple Bacon Bar from VooDoo Doughnuts in Portland, OR:

Quite possibly the best doughnut a bacon-lover

will ever eat in their LIFE.

K and my pretty drinks from The Pink Door:

Coincidental Color Coordination!

This is one of my favorite quotes, which can be found on a random building in downtown Seattle:

Aint it the truth? Robert Frost sure knows his stuff.

Stupid Girl

This afternoon I used my lunch break to get my nails done at the nail salon located a few blocks from my office. I treated myself to a mani-pedi and while indulging in the punches of the back massager in the spa chair I suddenly overheard a 20-something-girl scolding the young asian woman who was tending to her cuticles. My ears perked up for a good eavesdrop (she was located directly across from me . . . wasn't that hard.):

Stupid Girl: No. I don't want them square. Do you see this hand? It needs to match the other one.
Manicurist: confused mumbling
Stupid Girl: No, I don't want them round either. I want them square but with rounded edges.

Like WTF. Are you serious? Square but round? Puh-lease. It doesn't end there either . . . a few moments later she started with the following:

Stupid Girl: Yeah, I really like Essie nail color. I think it's so weird that like all over Seattle nobody carries Essie.
Manicurist: indecipherable mumbling
Stupid Girl: Well, in New York they like only carry Essie but here in Seattle everyone mostly carries OPI. I like Essie nail color better . . . I think Essie has young colors and OPI has more like old-lady colors.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Stupid girl- can you please just take your ugly nails and fake Pucci dress out of this nail salon?! Rude, rude, rude. I thought to myself, Wow- no wonder everyone thinks Americans are so damn stupid . . . we have bitches like these walking around! I walked away with superb nails however . . . and mine wasn't OPI or Essie . . . it was China Glaze and it's my new fave color!

PS: Aren't these shoes fantastic?! They are

SO comfy and make me feel like I'm wearing pointe shoes

all day because of all the straps :)