Thursday, January 15, 2009

Perfect Day.




Here are photos from my shoot for Perfect Magazine. My mommy was born in Morroco XX years ago. So it was extra special for me being there.

And some baby pictures.


Sorry some of these are sideways. Im on someone else's computer.

Window in my room with all of my crap.


Dining room.
My awesome sheets.
Shelving unit in my room.
Flowers!
Working class donkey.
KIDS.
Our door knocker thingy.
Our house cook keeper girlie.
Kiddies running.
LADYBUG! She hung out for hours.



Crew.





Monkey on a leash. Isn't that a limp bizcut song? Anyway, after I took this photo they chased me down and made me pay them. Everyone thought that if you took a photo you needed to pay. I understand thats how that make a living. But I wasn't prepared for this any only had $7 us. That isn't so much...

The market was pretty much empty the time of the day I was able to go.
so. many. cats.



Orange treeee!

Mosque + crazy traffic + palm trees!

lotsa cats.

Leftover xmas decorations?
This reminded me of ET. Dangling legs.



New apt bedroom.
Right after I returned from Africa. All showered and clean and ugg-ed.



More of my new apt.With my boyfriend shooting a job in Dubai the same time I was in Africa, there was quite a bit of duty free shopping going on. Kind of disgusting, actually.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Up, up and away.

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Sign in my coutyard, in Paris.
Ellen and her pain-in-the-butt assistants, in Paris.
Raquel.
Raquel
Inside of the cabaret.
Cabaret that I had my last job with Ellen
Cutest street sign ever, in Zurich.
Saddest playground ever, in Zurich.
Muscle man, in Zurich.
flamingos, in Paris.

The rest of Europe.

I also brought Ned home with me to meet my kind of crazy family.

My cousin Elena playing Guitar Hero in redic jammies.
Waiting for Elena to come home, so I colored a picture for her (with Ned and George.)
Jenga with My aunt and Cousin. He wasn't drinking, he's only 15.
Elena and george.
Me playing Guitar Hero on DS. I went back to NYC and bought one for myself.

My sister might kill me, thought she might not. And ned.
Me, my mommy and my sister.
Me... in a car.
Giving Ned the 'eyes'.
My sister on a stick horse in front of a bunch of cowboy boots, duh.


Another example of white tights gone horribly wrong.
My sister, Katie!
Ned and my sad silly Christmas tree.
My sister's fastfood breakfast nook.
View from the apartment Ned and I were staying in Chelsea.

SMILEZ.



She can't get anymore beautiful, really.
My sister and her cat, Kitten.
Kitten with Rupert in his mouth.
Ned loving the nook.

STOP BEING SO PRETTY RIGHT NOW, KATIE. I LOVE YOU.

Ned and I just moved into our new apartment in Brooklyn. ITS SO CUUUUTE. And big and CHEAP!

Im flying to Marrakesh on Thursday night for 2 days for 22 pgs in Perfect Magazine. HOLLER. My vacation is over...

xx
tay

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Th-th-that's all folks!

My bags made it underweight. I've been in NYC for a few weeks. Ned and I haven't really done much it seems, but we always seem to be doing something. My agency reopens tomorrow, THE PARTY/VACATION is OVER.

I'm very close to getting and moving into an apartment in brooklyn. I'm pretty happy. Ned and I went to outback steakhouse last night. Then we went home and fell into a food coma. I have a few rolls of b/w film to get developed. Umm. When/If this new apartment works out, I'll have real internet, in MY NAME and everything...

London is next, come Febuary..

Lotsa pictures to come. Im still alive!