I am the worst pregnant chick ever. "How many weeks are you again?" my friend Gwen asked just the other day. "I'm pretty sure I'm in the second trimester," was the most specific answer I could give her. Thank goodness I signed up for one of those newsletter thingies that…
Colored Pictures, Uncolored Cake
An embarrassingly long time ago, I started a little something I called my Portrait Project. I had all these grandiose plans of blazing through a portrait a week, solving world hunger, and somehow sculpting my arms into perfect replicas of Michelle Obama's guns. Four months later, I'm way behind on…
Tim Burton at the MoMA
As I've mentioned before, one of my favorite people on the face of the planet is about to abandon me and move to Michigan. (Yes Michigan. Like she couldn't leave me for someplace sunny like Cancun, LA, or Seattle?!?!) Danielle is my go to museum buddy, so we decided to…