You Want Some Who? February 29, 2008

Winter term is over.  Already.  I mean, I still have arts finals next week, and academic finals the week after, but the classes are pretty much done.  This is blowing my mind.  I had an inkling that time would become something of a rubberband slingshot, but I didn’t expect it to go quite this quickly.   The great thing is that the slingshot ends with a huge accomplishment, immediately followed by a fantastic week of sun and surf, then spending the summer painting a show that is personally important to me, and moving to L.A. when the lease runs out.  The unfortunate thing about the slingshot is that rubber bands have a tendency to snag in hair and they sting when they snap.  Everything that is happening is wonderful and great and exciting and I feel like I’m on the right path, like a tuning fork is vibrating inside of me, but it will not be painless or easy, and I will probably curse a lot.  16 days to Hawaii.  I’m beside myself I’m so excited.  I’ll get to see an old friend from Asheville when we are in Kauai, which is such a lovely bonus!!  I’m wishing for the days to pass quicker, and panicking because I’m getting my wish…somehow that sounds like Heller’s definition of Crazy in Catch 22.  Project Runway last night…oh my gaaah.  Christian is a stand-out talent but his stuff is starting to all look the same; the silhouettes and angularity are ever-present.  I think I’m throwing in with the Jillian camp.  She’s good.  I like her style and her attitude, saucy but still dignified.  She needs to quit with the high-waisted shorts and sweater combo, however.  I’m sad Chris had to go, but The One Dress that Rami made was, in fact, kinda gorgeous.   I’m ready to see the runway show. I went clothes shopping last night…not a single pair of pants that I own would stay on my body.  I have already dropped two pants sizes, come to find out.  It was pretty amazing and I spent too much money.  But I got The Cutest pair of green capris…you know I will rock them right.  In Hawaii.  In 16 days.    And I’m still girl crazy.