the devil wears a sales rep outfit.

it was a shame that the last week i had to work 6days and feel shitting and lazy on sunday cause the sky's decided to give us an awsume weekend. go figure.
it seam when i do have the weekend off the weather is crap!

i went to Korea town this weekend and realize why i stay far from it.
food is way not cheap and somehow you'll pay twice as much for something you can get in china town. though i admit there market's pretty sweet. though, when are they gonna have a japan land?

in any case, the sun decided to stay until monday which made me just want to get out doors and soak up as much as i can! i went into the city to meet up for lunch and found a sitting place between the building that projected that beautiful sunlight. man it felt so good. i can really see first hand why people back home in California are way happier people. we take breath taking sunsets for granted, they are there year round.

exciting new is my little sister is coming. i bought her a plain ticket to new york for her bday and gonna spoil her while she's here. times are tough back home for her and everyone right now, so i hope this will reboot her!!!

i on the other been spending money left and right and mostly thank the sales rep on 5th ave yesterday in being damn good at his job. i;m weak. i have never bought an expensive girl thing, until that beautiful hand embroidered mustard hand bag came in to my sight. well, i'll tell you since the economy is shit, its s good time to go shopping! all stores are suffering right now, including big names and the sales are just amazing.

word of caution: just be careful with those cleaver sales reps they will push until you give!!!

dream to live. live to dream.

so lately i've been having pretty insane scary dreams.
yet on most occasions when i have nightmares, i'm left slightly terrified in the morings. i do admit i'm a little weired out when i wake up, but almost chuckle at the ridiculous subconscious mesh my mind produces.

however, there was a dream i did have a couple weeks ago that was rather odd as well, but carried a completely different feeling. i vaguely remember most of it, but it makes no different because those details are trivial anyways. The part i recall quite clearly is the glowing pumpkins!!! yes a field as far as the eye can see of glowing pumpkins!

somehow i was on this farmland part of a kingdom, that was stricken by poverty and desperate to get the prince's attention, who lived over the mountain, to come save them. so the plan was, if i could get his majesty to come to the common land and get married off to him, then i could aid the people from their hungry woes. so somehow i had these seeds that i planted all through the farmers land and like magic, hundreds and hundreds of glowing pumpkins grew. they produced so much light and energy over this darken land that the royals could see the orange hue from the castle. the prince was then intrigued by the illuminating source and headed towards it quickly.

the people had then realized that those pumpkins produced energy to help bring fresh water, heat, and to cultivate the land. the prince still wanted to marry me which was a chick perk for any girl, but the entire thing was greatly mythical and yet strangely inspiring.

so then...
fast forward to a week later i go to check my email, as usually, and bombarded with advertisments all over the tops and sides, as usually, only this time one quickly catches my eye. a grey banner that read solar-aid.org 'SolarAid is a brand new charity that works with rural communities in developing countries to use solar power to fight poverty and climate change.' and i was like whaaaa?!!!?

i'm awed. what an amazing concept, and in that moment i had a flash back of my crazy dream. ironic? mmmm. well i suppose only i would make a connection like that, still this is an fantastic idea worth spreading. and this is without a doubt inspiring!
take a look to see what this organizations about:


go on there website to read more info
or become a youtube fan and keep up to date with there project video blogs.

so this weekend didn't consist of me endangering myself,unless you count saturday when i wore my pea coat that lost all its buttons, being held together only by one silver broach. otherwise i felt i was rather productive.
maybe not in doing chores but i didnt stay in the apartment all weekend.
:)

i went to Pete's candy store in brooklyn for the first time and had this amazing sandwich with a hot cup of spiked apple cider. mmm.

saturday i headed to the Whitney, and honestly i dont think i ever disliked a museum in my life, but for whatever reason the first two times i went, it had felt so mundane. however, it had faded away that evening. it was two days before the William Eggleston: Democratic Camera - Photographs and Video, 1961-2008 ended & it was a must see!
the lighting was a little low and there was this mist around the entire floor, a kind of wetness almost. nonetheless the entire thing was eye candy. beautiful prints with very saturated colors. love love love.

on the fourth floor was the Alexander Calder exhibition, the paris years.
i walked around with those headphones they pass out and had the little device narrated his colorful life to me. i was so impressed in fact, that i purchased a tee down stair at the gift shop!



calder tee.

we headed to china town where i took some pictures and we ate dirty Chinese.
there where people up and down the street selling countless flowers and fruit.
the sidewalks where crowed, people every where getting ready for the Chinese new year. year of the ox!



after feeling inspired and our tummy's full, we go down to the angelica to watch a movie i've been wanting to see for awhile now.
slumdog millionaire. 'set and filmed in India, Slumdog Millionaire tells the story of a young, uneducated man from the Dharavi slums of Mumbai who appears on an Indian version of Who Wants to Be a Millionaire? and exceeds people's expectations, arousing the suspicions of the game show host and of law enforcement officials.'

its an incredible movie that kept my heart racing. it's a beautiful raw story about the extremes in life. If you havent seen it, I highly recommend the film. If you havent heard about it then you must!




side not: the girl who plays latikka is such a hottie.

ah, but my saturday night didnt end there. i get a text from ruthie that a sick party is going down in brooklyn 'valerie collective house party tonite!!! russ chimes. anoraak. college love! bradley d! starts at 12:)'.

when i got that text, i didnt care if my tired bones wanted to go home. i was going to that house party and dancing my legs to nubs if i had to!!! i had missed the show the night before at webster hall cause i was working and it had slipped my mind, so i was so excited that this was going down! i get lost of course and finally find the crowed smoked filled loft. and well into the night i partied up. dancing front and center of russ chimes! gooood times.

check out there blogger page
http://valeriecherie.blogspot.com/
and free stream at http://www.myspace.com/valeriejetaime

ventures to morrow

so in my morning attempts to function, doing the least amount of work is key.
so instead of getting up and getting my camera from a white paper bag accompanied by the new york times, i grab my phone which is bedside, to take a picture of my knee.

why you may ask?
cause i want to remember the trail of idiocy that can happen when you had too much kool-aid (up).
but i decided that it was just way to eww to post.
this time i wasnt flying off of bikes,
but unknowingly walking home and tripped over a fence.
(important detail: fence was on the ground.)

jan1st:
which brings me to my new years.
i was fortunate enough to be working on the eve
but did get the glimpse of the ball dropping in time square on the LCD,
which coincidentally i was only 3 block from.

if you by chance missed the drop
here it is for your viewing:

quick note: dick clark creepy. ryan sea.crust way creepier.

i heart demi l. sorry for the lame shout out



nonetheless midnight didnt stop me from going out and dancing until the wee morning hours.

the buddies again where throwing a sweet party in greenpoint, so off i was brooklyn bound.

in a nutshell i danced, i shaked, i found an iPhone, i got mad @ taking care of way drunk people, and hit a hummer limo with the taxi door, oh, & then ran off. haa.
all in all it was an eventful new years.

jan 10: jeff's ptay!


as always in support my lovable ruth asked for an order for jeff's gig & of course was happy to accept.
and there they are.

it was a great time for cupcakes and friends a like.

please check out more great pictures of the event on my cupcake random page @

myspace.com/cupcakerandom

well, i suppose after that my amour rachel was convinced she waned to have my cupcakes at her bro's party.
which i may add, seams like a super fun awsume interesting dude.
he traveled around the world for more or less then a year.

i highly recommend his blog!!!
globestomper.com

it was from this i got my ideas for his cupcakes.


in my most recent notable adventure, same weekend as the 'hit and fall' incident, i some how found my self on the road during a crazy snow storm and heading to Providence Rhode island. being born and raised in the sun (which i miss my summer glow) had left me ignorant to winter roads and the dangers they cause. so after seeing countless cars stranded and swarved off, it was a sure sign that mother nature had won this battle.

we cozied into a AAA approved hotel that to my surprise was really nice and came with access to its indoor swimming pool.
so of course i couldnt turn down the opportunity.
boy it felt good to be in the water, even though i could clearly see the snow from the glass door.

the really only downer was that mystic or more the entire state of Connecticut stops serving /selling liquor at 10pm! and never sells it on sundays. it happened to be sunday.

haa in any case i loved my mini vacay and being able to play in the snow and go swimming the nite before, well
that rocked!









lets see where this weekend takes me.

small talk about big things. yes we did!

it has come to my attention that perhaps i'm not the only one to gaze their eyes over the words i digital scribble on here.

perhaps it reminds me of that saying, 'If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it does it make a sound?'

and just because i don't get an indication of people reading this thing, doest mean they dont.

technology has sifted the idea of movement. at least what we usually reference it too, such as running or jumping. that idea of action.

now, i suppose there's such a thing as digital action. digital movement.

and it reminds me of the current events in politics and the use of plentiful resources we have now.
how our current president executed those wisely and for that it helped him stay in
touch and in tune with current times.

there's a small conversation that came up the day after the inauguration about bush.
his stupid face after obama's speech, left a couple of us wondering, what would be the outcome of that Tuesday, if our former president didnt royally screw up?

would there be a black man as the commander and chief, leader of this 'free' world?

i use to know this guy who was pretty damn smart. his wittiness was attractive but was shadowed by his cynical attitude. one thing i remember he told me was that 'smarts, in his opinion, was not measured by numbers and scores, but by being able to genuinely solve problems.'

i never though to associate obama with the term 'radial views', but indeed they are. everything we know, this man plans to shake up.

even the bitter republicans have taken over his side with a few smart ass remark here and there. trying to bust the after glow bubbles of this historic event. picking and just being 10year old sore losers.
but still it is what it is.

obama's views are without a doubt idealized, but he always reassures us that change is not possible if there is no movement in our part. he emphasises that he can leads us to better times if we just get up and follow the wave. he reminds us that if we are to over come, that we cant remain fearful. fearful of change and to remember that it was us, those who had never truly exercised there rights as Americans, that made it. progress. transition. history.

where ever our journey goes, it can be said with out a doubt, that we have made a mark.


lets keep it up.

count down to the years to add

a year?
its something single but yet in piece massive and very involved.
it will be one year on the 28th that I've been in NYC,
and though i'm partly proud and aware of my growth, i still ask,
well, whats a year?!

i missed the lighting of the tree at Rockefeller plaza,
but was hit with the smucks coming from it at the restaurant last Wednesday nite.
i was half annoyed half jealous i do have to admit.
poop.

so the first snow fell last night which was bitter sweet
cause no one was home to dance around the apartment with me
besides the cats, but it only lasted for a quick hot second and then it melted.
very cold too with 15mph wind. eep.

last night as i came back home in the wee hours of the morning, i encountered my first subway conversation with a complete stranger. well my first that i secretly was cringing at anyways.

coincidentally we both had came from club Europa that night and he ended up living two stops before mine.



so saturday was some good times with the buddies, though i was short both a girl and boyfriend that night i had a tons of fun.
a business transaction was also in process.

cupcake random!



in the words of jeff, 'those cupcakes where epic'.

good news everyone still forgave me even though i spelled aaron's name 'aaon'.
geez 'i' retarded.
i really need to get glasses.
this is no loner a small issue i can mask through
excuses, and that holds true to what happened this weekend haa!

new pictures up @ myspace.com/cupcakerandom

my job decided to slap one more day of work for this week, which bummed me out some
but its not too bad, i suppose. eww.
on the lighter note me and vicky are gonna go hit the streets tonight
and dance into the late hours of the blacken sky.

i'm ansie to get a treee as soon as possible but that has to be delayed until we can figure out
the time and place to haul it home on the subway. then figure out cheap ways to decorate it.
it looks like the apt on 158 schaefer 3rd floor will have arts and crafts nite soon!

and in conclusion i leave you on a way more worthier note. the following is video about
a women's story and insight about having a stroke.
she explains what was going on during the whole thing
and the amazing "stroke of insight" she gained
from her incident that december day in 1996.

this is remarkable and without a doubt worth your time.

Jill Bolte Taylor: My stroke of insight

check it!

i've been working on a painting the last couple a days, which is a great outlet
and artistic comforter. i finally going to put all those throw away frames into use.
what restricts me from my projects is myself.
i get so caught up in the standards of well, standards
and then i'm so sure that its stupid and unqualified.
ha. i'm a real tough critic.

so its cold outside.
oh, right freezing and of course for some unknown reason our
heater's busted.
man, is everything in our house broken?
wtf is the landlord/super when you need them?
we still must enduring hard nipples in our own home
and walk with snow hats and janky socks.
err.


so it had to be 2ish months ago that me & sam had been star brushed
twice in two days.
our first hollywood encounter was vincent d'onofrio.
it was a beautiful evening, still warm outside, as we headed towards
moma for their free friday nights.
as we scadooed along the Manhattan ciaos,there on a random street lamp pole, a filming paper was posted, "law and order: ci", it read.
i freaked. i frantically analyse the entire area
in hope to spot anyone form the show.
no luck.
then my "wheres Waldo" partner spots him.
sweet sweet vincent.
i wont go into details how i approached him and made a fool out
of myself, but i'll tell you thatthe first thing to come out of my mouth was
"oh geez your so handsome".
he sat in the huge shiny black Cadillac escalate.
his smile was big, face scuffed and he himself almost bear-like.
oh he's so adorable.

if i'm lucky my brain wont shut down and i can say
something witty to make him laugh next time. hey, i mean, it could happen.
as well as not be a bigger idiot and not take a picture with him.geesh.

the following day we were at grand central when yet again, my co-pilot spots
another movie star. this time i'm not excited. but found it humourous how
he was like the pink elelphant in the room, in this case the subway. everyone tired to act normal.
and yes, it was really ethan hawke.

i mean i liked him in before sunrise, it was the movie that won my heart over
but the minute that slut cheated on uma. he was no better
then those throw away goods, like usher and jude law. &if you think he's not a douche,
here he is being one at the 2007 tonys

i mean "he was asked about this video and was honest in an interview, he said he was not familiar with her work and did not know why such a big fuss was made over her....he is a cocky bastard and....disrespectful. "
douche.

nuevo.viejas

me @ old 1st apt in cali


so i was going through some old photobucket pix today. not sure exactly why and been dealing with the fact that i've been having to suffer popsicle toes because dhl has me sitting at the window like a pathetic puppie, waiting for my f*en package.
but what is a poor sap to do.
if worst comes to worst looks like i'm going to fckenin inwood nowhere really awsome ny to get a 13.5 oz box.

excuse me, but its very important
and frankly i'm just really ticked off at this entire incident.

but back to what i was saying, before the mad womens ramble,
i found some old photos and some made me smile, others made me vomit in my mouth a little (pix of the ex and I)
but most of all it made me think about that girl i was in those pictures.
i suppose the core part of looking and striving for something great hasnt changed
but who i was is not who i am now.
i mean come on, naturally theres change.
i embrace it, though coldly sometimes
i do nonetheless.

let me tell you an insider thing about writing.
just do it.
sure keeping blogs, journal, diaries, and notepads may seam
nerdy and even childish to some
but it can serve you as a number of things.

i actually find it as a humorous reference of my life (first person)
about the woes, lows, and hoes.
and of course all that great stuff pb&j-ed in between.

people will always think nothin's going on, like they're waiting for the big bam of their lives
and they're drifters.
but dont you see (as you will one day) that we are always moving
and things are always happening.
you dont have to always look past the moutain tops
just past your nose.


enjoy the view displayed in front of you

the wick inro

me and the roomies collaberated to make this pilot :



life in bush'wick"!

1/4x2=change!

its an understatement to say that a lot has happen since last post.

one very important thing i must say is that nov 4!!!

wow! historical! amazing! hopeful! inspiring! emotional!

that saturday i was

 working the usual nite shift and was sa

d that i was going to miss the outcome of the election but we headed into brooklyn to grab some brews to either cry into our cups or celebrate with them.

as i got off the train i immediately hear cheering and people along the street, arms up and jumping, for what sounded like something good had happen

.

is it true?! is it?! we run to the bar awkwardly with our stuff to see on the HD flat screen that our next president of the UNITED STATES IS.....

ah...aWWWWWW yes!!!!! OBAMA!!!

taylor, my roomie, was so excited in fact she made a video.

mad props!

awesome!

it was a clip of just what was going on in new york. it felt like new years eve.

people on the streets cheering and ranting. 

It was the first time i really genuinely felt proud to be AMERICAN!

people united.

& for the first time, in a long time, it was our nation celebrating the good

and not the tragic.

gba!

well, in other news the economy is still in the toilet hole from what it was before and one of the reasons my job was "letting people go" b.s. was happening.

lets just say there was a lot of kaka mouth syndrome that went on there anyways. up to the very end. 

what was a mix feeling of liberation and

 disappointment, has transfered into a great job with sundays off!!!

getting paid a bit more, awesome benefits, and located essentially closer to  home.

its kinda cool working in the MET LIFE building, perhaps cause its one of the skyscrapers that you can still see from brooklyn.

the smaller down side is working at night. i stay up late, wake up later the next day a

nd dont get to do much. yet being any type of cook, chef, restaurant related anything getting sundays off is a hard thing to pass up. but i'm in a better place now.

cupcake.random

!!!

so yet other project and love has evolved to make cupcake.random. still fairly new, but has received great feed back from many. 

ruth whose awesome, asked me to do the cmj event, to help promote my little business.

thank you for being supportive!

including taylor&sam.

thanks again.

of course my customers &

the cupcake admirers!

i dont have an official website, but i do have a myspace account where i post picture and updates! become our friend if you have an ounce of cupcake desires in your blood.

myspace.com/cupcakerandom

(will also link on this page.top right hand corner)

halloween 

good times halloween. i was broke as a joke but manage to put something together last minute. face paint is great and semi-fun. i say semi cause at one point its just a pain in the butt trying not to smear it, eat it, or get it in your eye. haa.

my theme was day of the dead. i think i did alright. i had fun anyways and met some great people at the parties.

i think despite my last minute efforts this year, i really had a appreciation for halloween & day of the dead.

most of it came from a subconscious level.

i lost an uncle that same month, and disclosing the details

is not important, but it has made my soul restless.

deaths in the past have always been a painful sting in my heart,

but this one, this time, the string remains.

maybe its the fact i'm so far away and haven't made my peace.

maybe i feel everything that happen, shouldn't have, and i wasn't there

to do anything.

its crazy how even an uncontrollable situation can still

make you feel guilty. 

its childish, but its hard when you lose some one you loved.

a-trak&boys noize clips!

heres some clip guys&andgals from the new york show @webster hall!

me& tati on stage (video:sam)

for more pictures go to my page & visits my buddy jeff's site asap sukas

to see some for awsum photos!!!

staytune

stay tune for new york show clips!

So as they say things happen for a reason and i hate to be the bearer of bad news but we as human beings are meant to fail. ah yes, well, we are but we don't have to like it.

this past weekend, or i should say week, has change my whole word upside down. but its okay.

i've seen the good, bad, and ugly and we have to remember that not everyone is out to get us, but dont forget that those maggots are still out there.

revenge tip toes around moral issues, but can feel devilishly comforting at times. yet i've come to learn that it is always better to be the bigger person. every time! i will never forget when my grandma told me that all the anger and hate she had for people in her life, had finally turn against her. she meant her cancer. medically the idea is far fetch, but i understood what she meant.

theres no point in harvesting such ugliness in you because what you hate will be what you will become.

and life is too awsume to always be pist!

i know i have every right to be angry at people, specially the recent situation, but

the best revenge is to move on.

amen!

unexpected events

so i thought when i was gonna call into work yesterday
that my head was gonna be on a plate.
but some reason the chef were being human & understanding.


i mean its not my fault they havent found a cure for the common
cold, right. gees. & if someone still thinks you sexy when you sound
like the love child of Fran Drescher & a character from revenge of the nerds
keep them around!

i wanted to do a little short video more for my buddy aracelis
and i guess a bit randomness


so watch & throw tomatoes if you must
but hope u enjoy:






so just in case you didnt get to see the shot
heres a better look!





mmm.dee.lish!


well it hurts like a bitch and i've been walking like i have a wooden leg!
poop!


let me tell you though the bike ride was so sweet!
and i was actually laughing while i was falling off the bike!
i was like oh shit. haaa!

and then crash!

i tell you though, there nothing like that sweet wind as you ride through brooklyn& i want this so bad now, even post crash!

friday night with sam taylor me & jewls


















so if you are in new york
and love naked women then you gotta hit up a little place off of orchard and stanton on the lower eastside. women dance and take off there clothes with a little
more taste then your average stripper.

on the left you can see this all women chick dancer
as my roomie taylor doing the 'i approve this message' pose.

good times
after words we got crepes at this place down the street
where this foreign women behind the counter
made this natella deliciousness with a separate order
sun dried tomatoes and goat cheese stuffed crepes
mmm.





so me & the roomie stand different when it comes to team miliey and team demi/selena!

so i do have to admit how i adore demi and selena and i wouldnt be a fan at heart
if i didnt tell you that her cd
dont forget
is coming out and i'm
getting it!


perez hilton has a thing for the jonie bros
and i gotta support the
young women who
are smart and talented.


i may get stonded
for being such a kid at heart
but i cant help it.






new season coming!
fall/winter in new york
that means cozy time
and more scarfs!


chrismas in new york!
get yourself over here!

updates!

please watch!

hi everyone and anyone reading/watching the above

i know i've been a stranger but hope to keep you all updated

as much as possible!

i've finally had a day off.

i had been working 11 days straight

and i'm talking about 12 hours day!

geesh!

we got a chocolate festival currently going on at my

restaurant and that had made production a little nuts!

its always nice seeing peeps from back home

and mark paul came for like 3ish days

and stayed at my brooklyn apt!
thanks again for the mexican candy!

you rock!

we partyed up like rock stars the day of the fashion show

@ the tribecca grand hotel

so it was me him & his buddy lorenzo and we ended getting into

this crazy party that was invite only in the vip section.

may i say this though, wtf?

way are people with money so freakin boring!

we got our asses outta there and went down stairs

were we ended up loosing lorenzo and riping up the dance floor

& having a blast

heres mp!
your fab pictures when you where in nyc!

fresh. but how fresh?

so i have this tendency to just pick up on go some times
perhaps that why i'm currently living in new york

perhaps thats why i own so many damn note books
that are 1/4 filled

i dont like to commit and i'm learning that all those things
i thought i wasnt, i am.

well certain things.
my attention span is short
(its gotten a little better)
and i am very random.
tho, bipolar may be a word that 'adults' use instead

and the working life of tired routine can
make u feel like a grandma's fart.

lame.

some times when you work so damn hard
wanting a better life, you forget the present one
you have.


i miss people back home.
but i love being here.
its hard.
choosing to grow and really
put your self in a potion to
just do it so raw
is a process,
but worth it.


i feel empowered.
lost at times,
but so damn good that i
am making it 3000miles
from friends family and
the comfort zone of life.


when you get out of your bubble.
mine happen to be san diego bubble.
its amazing to breath the air outside


though party back home is something
i reminisce about often,
and holy crap where those good times,
i'm proud of myself
that i'm doing something
beside let myself self destruct.


i say next,
Europe.