After a wonderful Friday night celebrating my friend’s birthday, drinking wine, eating spaghetti and yellow green beans, and cathcing up with many of my friends, I was pumped for Saturday night! My sister Kelly came home this past weekend, it was great to see her, although we didn’t get to hang out more. I was really excited for the God Party in Laurel Canyon Satuday night, however, as you may have experience yourself, when one parent leaves town the other parent seems to assume a very strict rule over what your plans are. My dad included. He put his foot down very fast about the God Party. So Saturday night was spent obsessing over one of my new favorite recording artists, Imran Kahn. He performs punjabi. I, of course, also went on my nightly run with my dear friend Rachel, we’re on our way to looking very hot! Eventhough I wasn’t out and roaming around LA, I still managed to stay up until 4 AM chatting on the phone and texting my friends (always a memorable experience). Sunday morning I went with my mom and her best friend Denise (Auntie Nise) to Michael Levine’s in the Garment District in Downtown Los Angeles. It was a very successful trip, and I found the perfect fabric to construct my Pandora inspired evening gown for the Visual Arts Spring Fashion Show. I now have between now and May 23 to construct a fantastic gown. And hopefully, like last year, my dress will appear in the runway place of honor, the very last piece to be shown at the end of the runway show! I will post pictures of my progress. Sunday was a visually overwhelming yet satisfying day. On my way home my friend Rachel (my running buddy) called me to ask for my help with her photo project. I, of course, said yes! She allowed me to style her to the point where she looked like a cross between Ke$ha, Lady Gaga, and Alice (in Wonderland). We spent several hours shooting. Then it was time for my family’s dinner, which works like clockwork. We eat everday at 6:15 PM. I ended my night with a nice run to Starbucks with Rachel. She still had her makeup on, so when she ordered her Venti Iced Black Tea lemonade she stated her name was “Ke$ha.” The barista didn’t flinch. Thank you all for your supoport!
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