nomad'z land

yaaaa braddah! syleste is now syleste YAFFE what the fuck! so happy. perfect wedding weekend. and thank god for pictures cause all of us were just wasted every night and needed the pictures to piece together something, anything! successful. maybe one of my favorite non-memories is syleste cutting people off left and right, including her new in-laws. hahahaa gangster. thats my girl! obvs i also got cut off. what can i say, alcohol works. too much fun in that nuthouse we all stayed in. so much fun that i was incapacitated for almost a week after. i thought i could party again, i was wrong, so wrong. so much spam. so much alcohol. verdict: worth it. aloha shaka braddah!

all anyone needs to know is that this was the most perfect weekend in the history of weekends. and that there were 1000+ pictures taken, but roughly 700 definitely were not suitable for publishing ANYWHERE. as becky says, “it will live on in our hearts, but it cant be in a frame!” amen braddah! pr 823 637 143

sooooo im four months behind. blog, not period. that would be terrible timing son. okay sooooooo since we got back from bali/lombok.

1. becky was my first visitor in sf wheee! we WALKED to dinner around the corner which was super exciting. then watched beyonce videos obsessively which was also exciting.
2. j surprised me with a date to the symphony!!! wheeeeeee what a dope bf i have. except i looked like a fucking hooker. not cool.
3. something in oakland with sheila e.
4. austin city limits or something like that. j and john oates are bff now as you can see down there mate.
5. yoga thing in anaheim. my heels were tall as fuck, real nerve-wracking. i pretty much need to always have someone to hold my hand or offer me an arm. bullshit.
6. another yoga thing in sf, then valentinas bday in napa! love valentina, sta bene, bellissima, buon giorno.