July 2012
As I watched the bodies in space mimicking cells, dividing and coming together over and over again, all I could think was that ADF was too great of a place to be brought down by a few negative forces. It was all going to be alright.
June 2012
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I’m going to get my ass in a studio on of these days to start choreographing a new solo. It’s been too long.
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The faculty piece I’m in. We had a long talk today about the fact that we get completely nude (or as I like to call it in my super adult maturity, “butt naked!”)
I’m game. The excerpts don’t do the whole piece justice.
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But really. At times it’s wonderful to wallow in your melancholy, but there comes a point where you have to stand back from yourself and think — what the good fuck am I doing. So get out of bed. Open a window. Smile at the neighbors getting their mail in their bathrobes. Put on your pretty lips and your favorite dress and go for a walk and pick a flower for yourself on the way home. Go...
Today I was sucked into yet another tumblr celebrity black hole. I spent several hours reading up on Felice Fawn, an amateur model who has been accused of triggering girls with eating disorders. She is just another one in a string of women who I’ve become fascinated or maybe slightly oddly obsessed with. Others include Kitty Pryde, recent new rapper of the single “OK Cupid”...