Boogie and Blue Suede

lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo

I was humming this earlier.

So He Won't Break - haha, just kidding! He totally did.

Justin: I bought two Black Keys songs. See what you do to me.

welcome to my life!

Peter: I had to do tests whether to make it a unified block or have the letters have uniform spacing. I don't know what call it.
me: kerning
Peter: yeah. Christ, it took way longer than I thought. Respect for your profession. The whole time i was like THREE FUCKING WORDS

totally twenty eleven

2011 was an amazing year: I ate shrimp & grits in Charleston and picked peaches in Maryland. We drank alcoholic slushies on the streets of Savannah and went ghost hunting in Harper's Ferry. Four of my good friends got married and I had the honor of being a bridesmaid for one of them. There were epic blanket forts, fog art installation pieces, and Belgian waffle parties. I saw Bon Iver, The Rosebuds, Childish Gambino, sosupersam, Walk The Moon, and Fitz and the Tantrums live. I missed a bus to New York but rode a trolley in Georgia. I photographed the ocean from the top of a lighthouse on Long Beach Island, ate roasted brussel sprouts and banana pudding in Richmond, and baked gingerbread men at an ugly Christmas sweater party. 

 This year has pretty much been perfect. 2012, you have some big shoes to fill.

(and I totally used Justin's beautiful face as the thumbnail so I would get more hits on the video. No shame). 

TRUTH

Pain is the name of your game

Read more about Ural Thomas on the vimeo page. The man is legit.

Oh look, it is 2012 now. I should probably hurry up and recap 2011.

hey, at least I'm not doing it it in August or some mess like that.

NYE: the party

Happy 2012, y'all! I hope everyone had a great new year's eve! I had dinner with Justin; we drank Moscato and watched the Christmas episodes of Modern Family and New Girl. I had a shot of whiskey in my hand forty seconds after I walked in the door at Pat's. Clyde's = all dem drunk white people. The bar across the street = rowdy older crowd (hey, OGs need to party too!). People watching with Kara (Meekus! Look at that super tall girl! She can be your girlfriend! This bar is crowded, I am inadvertently dancing against a stranger. Oh no, that skeevy guy is hitting on your friends, save them!). Meekus had the bright idea, pun intended, to blind the clusterfuck at the bar with his camera flash so we could get drinks. Remember that time I ran into Danielle, who is essentially my boss, and danced with her all night in the front entrance of Clyde's? That girl parties like it's 1999. The night ended with firetruck fotoshoots (heh), Lindt chocolates, Sugalumps, and sweet sandwiches. It was a good night. It was a good year. 

photos via Fortune Photography