Talk To Me Like the Rain and Let Me Listen

You left this morning.

Come back.

Or better, let's go home where it's 57 degrees and sunny right now

We can watch It's Always Sunny and smoke cigarettes and drink wine in bed.

Like we did the whole time you were here.

It looked like this

(us trying to be hard. I covered up your nip slip. but it made us look so much harder.)

So it's been two cycles now of a week of life in between three weeks of sleep

The last time, I came to Canadia to see you.

It was pretty sweet. I miss King Tut and the Beer Garden.

This is pretty much perfect. Passing bottles of wine, being consumed in coffee mugs,

while cops or trailer park boys entertains us beyond our wildest dreams.

This is probably the drunkest I've ever looked in a photograph.

It was my first night in town and we watched Toronto's hockey team kick Nashville's hockey teams ass.

Since he's a Torontorian raised in Nashville and I was a Nasvillian visiting Toronto,

we were clearly torn,

and the only answer was Yeager Bombs.

These are the boys.

(including Quentin, since I probs watched at least three of his films while I was there)

and this was a really epic moment when we found ourselves at the intersection of Bollywood, Rasta and Canada.

Anyways,

I guess was my way of venting some nostalgia.

It gets me every time.

xx

CMS

Taking My Clothes On Putting My Clothes Off

This week is this

overwhelming magic

stripping me bare

so much to do. and it is all so exciting, but i'm trying to take it all in and be alert and be ready for the next thing while enjoying the current thing and not forgetting the last thing.

well you get the picture.

speaking of pictures this is what now feels like

Mariel and I've been looking like this

The Kitty Palace feels like this

on the washing machine:

mariel: should i run it again? i mean the delicate cycle is so short.

me: i just feel like it's been used so much, so recently.

mariel: what are you talking about? it's a machine, it's supposed to be used, it doesn't have feelings.

me: i guess you're right.

The new living room feels like this

Basically my point is

dear summer,

please come now because you feel like this

But until then I'm just ready for sunday can come so it can feel like this

okay enough procrastinating,

mama's got a schedule to color coordinate and homework to hop on.

In the sake of artists promoting artists though

you should check out this site.

It basically explains why I definitely need to move to San Francisco

and features some incredible artwork by very talented artists.

Be inspired grasshoppers,

cause productivity stems from passion.

and happiness is cyclical with productivity

(or at least that's what we decided last night in a very faded skype conversation)

xx

CMS

You Flip Flop and I Wild Out

Today felt like this.

Because it's cold and gray outside.

Because I'm tired all the time but I can't sleep

Because I miss you

Because I can't fast forward time or string our moments together into a strand of pretty lights and cut out all of this middle time.

My head is a jumble of these

lots of quiet time

love

merriment in wonder and the urge to wander

running very fast to stand in one place

sex

waiting for you

along the walls

dreaming of the stars

trying to lighten the load

Get lost in the smoke

and be a happy little tree filled with white light, even when all of my leaves are gone.

This is a new project that I'm obsessed with.

It's called A Love Letter For You and it's a project based in Philadelphia.

You can read more about it here.

I wish they'd do this in New York City,

I'd so much rather be surrounded by amorous graffiti

these made me especially happy

Lastly, I'm so into these images.

Terry Richardson did what he usually does, blending beauty, sex, passion and a little vulgarity, for Vogue Homme International

I either want to be photographed by him, or photograph like him

You can check out his personal corner of the internet here

If these made me realize anything it's that sex is the new black and I really want a vintage mens watch. Even though I have found that I can always find someone to tell me what time it is.

Anyways, I'm off to leave my apartment for the first time today,

and probably consume mass quantities of Jack Daniels.

Sue me.

I'll leave you with this little lovers

This song's been on repeat at west 10th all day.

xx

CMS

It's All In The Stars

So I'm Back in the NYsizzlefry

and it feels much calmer than it used to.

but i'm definitely not crying about it

It feels more like this

For once I'm not

nor do i feel like this

I feel more like this

(i want one of these)

Mariel and I have taken on some serious endeavors however which felt like this

But the Kitty Palace is now a divided territory. With a miniature living room and two miniature bedrooms, a hot box bathroom, and now we're looking for a miniature poodle to finish the pretty pink picture and West 10th will be a home not a box.

But our miniature loveseat is apparently incredibly flammable and omits thick toxic smoke when on fire.

So please, keep your ash to yourself while watching Celebrity Rehab and Teen Mom,

which we've been doing a little too much of.

Other than our ambitious construction endeavors,

and side project of toile wallpapering,

four cities and five weeks out of school later,

things are turning back to normal and now i'm just killing time until i get to see you again.

Martha Stewart Living came today though,

so i have plenty of heart shaped baked goods to keep my little hands busy, and i'm mapping out our summer journey across america with a soundtrack to keep the gold minivan rocking this summer and keep my mind from wandering tonight.

I'm ready for warm weather and things to feel like this

cause home is whenever i'm with you.

So I felt bad for being a lazy blogger recently and wanted to give you a quick update

but keep your eyes open cause i'm back in the swing of things.

And if you're tired, not tired, procrastinating or just clicking around

take a sec to stop by defyingmainstream

cause we've got a lot of new really exciting things going on

and we're gearing up for a really exciting Fashion Week to report back to you on.

I'm off to go watch old Mighty Boosh episodes with some good (read, bad) kids.

I leave you with this

xx

CMS