Doppelganger pt. 2

So, there's this guy I work with (don't get all excited now, he's married) who commented one day that I must get it all the time, but I look just like Kristen Stewart. I was a little take aback because I've NEVER heard that before. And he was equal surprised at my surprise. Still I didn't really see it and he kept reiterating his observations every time I ran into him.

A couple weeks ago I was walking back from a party with my roommate and we captured photographic evidence. I am now a believer.

In case you are confused by our incredibly close features, I am the bottom picture. Look at the same beaver teeth, brown hair flying in the wind, nostrils flares, our pasty-white skin reflects the light like twin stars. We must have been separated at birth.

This post is dedicated to Liz

Most of my friends have already seen this video, but here it is for those of you who haven't. This one goes out to our early morning dance parties:

Des Fleurs

I've been thinking, I had a conversation with a friend the other week about where I would live if I could live anywhere in the United States. I instinctively said that I would love to move back to the Northwest (I also said a little too quickly that I didn't want to stay in Utah--probably a bad move since they are from around here). But as I thought more about it I thought about two things.

First, I am a firm believer that everyone is entirely to blame for their happiness or unhappiness. Its probably cliche to say that you choose your attitude, but really you are entirely as happy/creative/interested/more adjectives as you choose to be.

Also,

I thought about how I am graduating and probably leaving this place, and all the things I will miss about it.

And actually I did have a third thought. It goes along the lines of the Matisse quote

"Il y a des fleurs partout pour qui veut bien les voir."

Portland has a more obvious quirkiness about it, but it's exciting that there are new and interesting places to see and experiences to be had everywhere if you are looking for them.

Some of my thoughts were inspired by this picture from the infamous Portland Waffle Window:

Doesn't this 3B waffle look delicious (that's basil, brie, and bacon!). I love Portland for its quirky places like this but although Portland is more overt in its uniqueness I've found some favorites right here in Provo (Please do not read further if you are hungry!):

Sammy's is one of my favorite places to hang out (late at night preferably), they are known for their pie and cupcake shakes (just think about a whole piece of pie or an entire cupcake in a milkshake!), but they also have great burgers and sweet potato fries. They also usually have a great soundtrack going and the people who work there are all really friendly. My tip: ask for Carmel for your sweet potato fries instead of ketchup or fry sauce--trust me, its

good.

and yes, those are entire cupcakes (from another great place, sweet tooth fairy bakery) in the shakes.

One of my other Provo favorites is pricier, but well worth the money in my opinion. Communal is a small restaurant that tries to use local organic ingredients as much as possible, and they really know what they are doing. This restaurant also has a great atmosphere albeit more sophisticated. I went a little crazy on the pictures, but I really had to hold back not to put them all up.

oh, po

tatoes au grati

n.

ah, steak with blue cheese butter

Although I usually enjoy vegetables I usually don't rave about them; but this acorn squash with apple and thyme was definitely worthy of one.

And you can ask Jacque and she will tell you that I was kept talking about this painting.

This post

is already pretty

long so I will stop with just two of my favorite places to eat, but expect more of my Provo discoveries to come. And maybe even some adventures from Denver, that place I am going this weekend!

A _________ Weekend

After and awesome Friday night murder mystery date I woke up too early on Saturday to take not one, but two midterms! The weekend was not looking too promising, and then I went to pick up my second midterm and was told that they didn't have it and it must have closed Friday

Heart-Attack.

Then I realized that the test I had been madly studying for is next weekend. My well intentioned reminders in my planner almost killed me.

Later, I went to Patina Market and found this rustic window on the cheap:

its got a pretty latch and other hardware, plus I think it fits into the decorum of my room; I'm planning on using it to hang earrings and headbands, and pictures.

Then I went to my good friends birthdays. We had dinner at Pizzeria 712 where I got an amazing pizza topped with potato, garlic, fontine, and arugula. Yum.

Then this afternoon I found out that my paper was accepted for BYU's English Department Literary Conference! I was so excited, and then I found out that means I have to present my paper... to an audience... with a Q&A session afterwards. Yikes, but I'm still excited!

Then I have my current obsessions:

1. Postcards from Stella Marrs

2. Catbird jewelery

3. And cats, apparently? I called my little sister today and she told me all about how our old orange tabby has been "bullying" her. The other day my dad told her that if she didn't push the cat (Gus) off the bench, he would take away all her books. I told her it was a little sad that she was letting a little cat push her around and she said, "Shush! He has death claws!"

Be a Nose

About a week ago I ordered a bunch of books from McSweeney's, and I love them all so far! Yesterday I was flipping through Art Spiegleman's sketchbooks called "Be a Nose" and discovered the source of the name. Spiegleman references an old horror movie about beatniks in which one scene the main character is trying to sculpt some clay and just sits there yelling at it "Be a nose! Be a nose!" Spiegleman says that this is the best description of his creative process. And I really want to watch the movie--it looks funny. But what I'm getting at is how much I like and relate to this explanation. I've had to make some important decisions lately and I'm still stressed because I don't know what I want to do after I graduate, and I am basically yelling at me self to "Be a something!" But I know most of my fears are irrational and we shouldn't force ourselves to to be a nose or any other appendage.

On another note I went to Las Vegas last weekend for the first time, and I will share just one picture from the weekend:

Gross right? We were just walking out in the sun, and there it was on the sidewalk. But it reminded me of this:

good thing I don't have a relationship to end. I am working on some crafty goodies, so hopefully I will have more to share soon.

Doppelgangler

Everyone has been putting up their doppelgangers on le Facebook and it got me thinking about who mine would be. And while I have a story and photos to go with some of my real doppelgangers, until I get the pictures off my roommate's camera I will leave you with Amy Winehouse:

To Lumberjacqueline, Love Kirs

And for anyone who loves poutine.