Green Eyes

Birthday Drinks

Thanks to everyone who came out and celebrated with me this weekend!

Design Associate

Well, my new job in Wilton as a design associate at a high-end residential firm has been going great. I love everything I get to do, I've already learned SO much, and I'm definately looking forward to working with the people there; was working for only 2 days and they gave me a birthday party on Wednesday, hah... and happy hour the next night. I think I'm going to like it here. Here's what the place looks like:

New Roomie

Upon completing my 22nd year as a human, the celebrations began. Eric and I ate at Three Bears Restaurant in Wilton; which is by far the best American cuisine I've ever had... everything from chicken to steak to pheasant to duck to venison. Everything there is delicious and if you plan on trying something like duck or venison for the first time; do it here, you're destined to leave with a good first impression. Plus, they have 5 fireplaces and really interesting antiques...very New England-esque.

I got an awesome oversized original photo print of Paul McCartney holding up a newspaper of a Rolling Stone's article in 1966. Eric graciously gave it to me, it's awesome. Another fun gift I got was a new roomate; a kitten! Sean realized I wasn't insane when I called out my old cat's name around the house-- I just was lonely for a feline friend. I named the little creature "Sadie" since Sexy Sadie was stuck in my head that whole night. This blog entry cleary proves I'm a Beatles nerd...

We Party with [semi] Rockstars

The explaination begins with a promise when I was merely seventeen years old... A promise made to me by one of my best friends, and at the time, Good Charlotte's biggest fan, Heather. I remember one of the first days we had moved into our first apartment, she had a poster on her wall and told me how this band was going to be famous one day, and that she would take me to see them play, and to meet them even, since in their early days, she could often be found hanging out with the band members (she even brags of ongoing inside jokes, lots of photos, videos, and extreme flirting). Well, ironically enough, the band did become pretty famous, seeing as they've made the cover of Rolling Stone magazine a couple times, won some MTV Music Awards, been guest musicians on SNL, they've dated celebrities, and all that good stuff.

However, as the band got famous, Heather's and my interest in the band faded, as it often does with our favorite little bands that go mainstream and get overplayed. But when Heather heard the band was coming to the Webster theater in Hartford, she got a couple tickets, and offered to fulfill her promise to me, five years later.

The show was actually really fun, we were in the bar area, and made a couple friends who very kindly bought us lots of drinks! The opening bands, Young Love, and The Pink Spiders were really good. Good Charlotte put on a great show too, they played a lot of their old songs from their 2000 album (which was our favorite back in the day!).

After the show, we grabbed a bite to eat, and decided to drive by the theater to see if we could catch the boys that Heather used to brag about years ago. Surely enough, we saw them outside, so we got out of the car to say hi. One of the roadies, who we later found out was named Joel, began smiling at us through the bus windows, came outside and clearly began to flirt with Heather and I. After talking for awhile, his friend randomly walked up to me with an armful of beers and offered me one--until he admitted he thought I was someone else, and didn't actually know me. So, logically, with obtaining the ice cold beer as my goal, I introduced myself in hopes that he would then "know" me and offer me a delicious beer. And what do you know... he told us to follow him and we'd all have a beer.

With the evil stares of the pre-teen girls loitering around the buses and clutching their disposable cameras, Heather and I proceeded onto the bus, following our new friends. Going up the steps, I took a look up, and realized Good Charlotte and The Pink Spiders were all chillin in the lounge area. Joel, the lead singer of GC, got all excited, declaring, "Hey! Where'd you girls come from, take a seat!" So we happily did. We enjoyed a couple beers and some fun conversation among the boys that Heather and any other female punk music fan used to gawk over back in high school. We shared some laughs in the luxurious bus, and finally decided to call it a night around 1am. We got back in the car feeling the evening was successful, and that Heather had kept and exceeded her promise she made when we first started college. Not only did I get drunk at the expense of attractive strangers, but we got invited to hang out on the tourbus with the bands. We're such little con artists; but those of you who know us, know that it's nothing new!

Slater Madness

Crazy weddings with crazy friends! I love these boys!

Domino Design Show

Along with my good friend Melinda, I went to the city on Saturday with hopes of enjoying a design show hosted by Domino, one of our favorite residential decor magazines since it came out last year. Unfortunately, the show was awful, and was clearly for individuals new to the world of design and decoration. We were thoroughly disappointed, but our day was fine, since the show was across the street from West Elm's NYC store. We stayed in Chelsea all day, exploring the stores and cafes there, and finally called it a day after some serious shop-til-you-drop style activities. It was great to have such a fun day with Melinda, since I haven't really gotten to spend much time with her since we moved out of our apartment in Hamden.

At night, as tired as I was, I met up with a bunch of kids at Lake Compounce, and for my, probably 8th year in a row, gave up on waiting in line for the Trail of Terror-- I was too exhausted to patiently handle the cold. It was awesome seeing some friends, and trying a deep fried oreo (seriously, delicioussss!!!). I went on a couple rides, and I'm not gunna lie; some of them are scarier than jumping out of a damn airplane 2 miles above ground... and I would know. There's no parachutes if my restraint fails, haha...

New Job

Friday was my last day at the Kimball Group in Bridgeport. I've been doing interior design and conceptual designs for the commercial real estate company for well over a year now, but I found what seems to be a very promising position at a design-build firm in Wilton, called Titus Built. I will be a design associate there, and I'm really excited to be working and learning from other designers and architects; my main downfall of working for the Kimballs. I did a good amount of celebrating at work, as well as after work... from Fairfield to New Haven...thanks to all of you who took part in the fun!!

PS: I've decided my all time favorite Italian food in New Haven is Hot Tomatoes! I've had it all over the years; Sally's, Pepe's, all of Wooster street's lesser knowns, Modern, Eli's, etc. But nothing hits the spot like a plain ol' dish of ziti and sauce than Hot Tomatoe's version. And try the pasta pillows (sweet potatoe ravioli in a creamy sage sauce) for an appetizer, I give you my word that it'll change your life.

   

Harbor Kayaking

So Eric, Sean and I took advantage of the flawless weather and went kayaking along in the harbor and now have our kayaks set up on the beach. This way, all we gotta do is grab our paddles & life jackets and walk over to the beach... it doesn't get much easier than that, so I demand you all join me soon.

Pumpkin Patch

Went with some friends to Jones' Farm. Nothing is better than the smell of October air and the taste of fresh apple cider. Oh, and I love living near the Hungarian Butcher.

NYU Again?

I'm thinking of taking another course at NYU's School of Continuing & Professional Studies this fall. This is the one I'd go for right now: Home Product Design.