So, I have a huge crush on the photography by Andrew B. Myers. The style, colors, and composition blow my mind. The humor in each of these also adds a fun bonus element. I can’t get enough, and you can see more over at his portfolio.
Happy Weekend to Ya!
It’s Saturday night and the mister and I are keeping cozy and warm by staying in. We’re not making shadow puppets (we’re actually netfilxin Arrested Development, if you must know) although don’t the ladies make it look like a blast?
Also, I am wondering where the heck my baby is — apparently 2-day shipping doesn’t actually mean you’ll receive it in 2 day’s time. Ahh I can’t stand waiting! Anyway, I hope ya’ll are out there livin it up! Till next time..
Listen to this, dammit. Allen Stone.
I used to want to pursue a career in DJing. I mean, music is life but mostly I wanted to force large groups of people to listen to everything I love. And then I wanted to watch their faces light up with amazement. Finally, top it off with them asking me who was that I played, and where can they hear more. That would be a dream – spreading wonderful music and happiness all across the world. I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again. In this world, music is the closest thing we have to magic. Humans and their creative powers coming together to construct something so profound that it stands the test of time. So I’ll live out my DJ dreams through this and many other posts to come.
I love records where as soon as you’re done listening you rip off your headphones and exclaim, “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!” You can’t go back to your normal playlist. Like all of a sudden your iTunes is no longer good enough. You need to hear more or even that same track. On repeat. Like 22421544 times. You’ve seen the light. Never felt that? Need an example? Okay fine. But not because I want to force you to listen to it or anything.
Peep more on the voice that is Allen Stone over at Madbury Club.
