The Weekly Wrap - Photoshoot, Back in NYC, & Crazy people #283

Poor Sarah gets to be my puppet all the time. Today I made her stand in the middle of the road down in SoHo. Great photo though right? And that Benetton jumper is just magical.  

1. Got back to NYC. I feel like I exist in the world again. As I described to Hayree on Skype, "Going to Washington DC for 2 weeks is like when you go tramping in the bush with no communication to the real world". In short, it's fun to begin with but then you're like, "Give me my tall white mocha, a working internet connection, the sound of sirens, a view of the Empire State Building, a New York Times, and a whole lot of sleeping pills."

2. The comment on this post made my day. Thank you! 

3. I read this and appreciated how much goes into making an album. Dayyuum Lance. 

4. One of the most disturbingly hilarious things happened to me when I went out in Queens (cue the shudder) the other night. The party we went to was great and it was so good to catch up with friends. However, as we were waiting at the train platform to go home (it was about 3am) this girl walks past me crying. I was being a nice person and asked if she was ok. This is what followed: 

Me: "Are you ok?" [concerned look on my face complete with the 'sad eyebrows'].

Girl: [sobbing] "Nooo"

Me: "Ohhh. Do you want a hug?" [just trying to be nice].

Girl: [Nods her head]

Me: [I lean in to give her a hug]

Girl: waaaaaaaAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH [the Kim Kardashian ugly cry goes here].

And because I cant handle serious situations (and because I was a little tipsy) I started laughing - like really laughing. Then this happened:

Girl: [completely out of the blue] "Do you know Rhonda?"

Me: [more confused than the disciples when Jesus was resurrected] "Huh? What? Ah no."

Girl: "Because she just ruined my night and said she is sleeping with my boyfriend. To. My. Face"

Me: [I stand there still confused] "Oh. No I can't say I've met Rhonda."

Girl: "Like why would she do that?!"

Me: Judging by her very traditionalist demeanor I reply, "She's a devil worshipper." [Trying not to laugh]

Girl: [nods head]

We were all very confused as to what was happening right infront of us, but it wasn't to end there. The girls boyfriend then appeared. Picture a lanky tall, pale, white male - similar to Napoleon Dynamite - but with a peodo moustache. I couldn't help impulsively blurting out, "Tina eat the ham!". They then got on the same train with us. All I can say is awkward tortoise. It was a night to remember. 

5. I made Sarah pose in the middle of the road for a project I've got coming up. Check the picture above. Such fun. 

Morgs