Showing posts with label Date Night. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Date Night. Show all posts

November 13, 2012

Vancouver, Day 5- What a GAS!


Our last full day in Vancouver.  We took advantage of the fact that it was only misting out, not a down pour, and headed over to Gastown, the historic area of the city.  Shops, art galleries, food....the usual, just set in an older section of town by the waterfront.  Pretty cobblestone streets shimmering and reflective in the  wetness .  There were some amazing looking leaves-maple, oak, etc. that we don't have in Alaska.  Their colors of reds, yellows, umbers, maroons, oranges, intertwined in a way I have never seen before.  Freshly fallen leaves lying atop the older ones that were already splitting apart and melding into the sidewalks from being trod upon.  It was so beautiful and decoupage-like!  I collected some  to press in a magazine for Willa.  At some point we'll varnish them to try to recapture that glistening wet beauty of color play!


 
The famous Steam Clock...to please your inner geek.
 
 
That evening NYL held it's final dinner.  A combination of bad food-I KNEW we should have just gotten some Ben and Jerry's....- and kinda schmaltzy entertainment.  It was an off-Vegas-esque Cirque de Somesuchshit.  Lot's of neat folks walking around and performing fun stuff during dinner, but the actual show?  Meh.  There were some muscle bound dudes climbing all over each other which was sorta cool, but the "aerial" stuff was asi asi.  I had on an AWESOME pair of shoes, though!
 
 
 
Human marionette.  Neato!

Our friends
 
Wedgieeeeeee!
 
 
The hot tub called to us once again. Back at the Hyatt, we donned our swimsuits and hotel issued bathrobes, grabbed a lovely bottle of wine that we had purchased, a couple glasse,s and headed out to the tub. After soaking and chatting with another NYLer, a man appears dressed in a dark suit, and, I SWEAR, one of those thingies in his ear like the secret service! Very Matrix. So agent Smith says to stop drinking alcoholic beverages in that hot tub!!! ......or, uh, cough cough, just keep it outta sight. Off he goes and I say to Miles,"Let get our robes and slippers and walk around town for a goof!" He's always up for teh silly, so I grab my camera, wrap my hair in a towel, and off we go.
 
 
Lay your head back in the rain and this is the view from the roiling hot tub....

 
LOTS of weird stares as we walk through the hotel lobby, outside and down the street! Passing Hermes and Tiffany, snapping photos, smiling innocently at folks, I suggest we head over to the Winking Judge because that's a cool name for a pub. Once inside the first thing we hear is, "MILES PRUNERRRR!!!!!". A NYL bigwig type, lousy with booze, screams about our awesomeness walking about in bathroom gear and buys us a round! Thus begins our evening of "Dana and Miles-ROCK STARS". After the Judge, we made our way toward Granville Street and to our surprise, the street has been shut down for a few blocks! We are no longer the few wacky ones in costume. We are HOME. Freaks galore!  And then people start FLOCKING to us for pictures! Now, there were some pretty creative costumes out there, but everyone thought WE were the shit! NUTS!  And we were a HIT with the Asians!!!! We felt like the Beatles being chased down the sidewalk! Actually, we weren't moving very fast because everyone wanted photos of us! We walked up and down that street laughing our asses off.   Who knew?! Our "costumes" were free, drinks free, and now we are out there plastered, I'm sure, ALL OVER FACEBOOKS WORLDWIDE.
Here is just a visual taste of our silly crazy-ass Halloween: Wait! Disclaimer! Yes, we were sans kids for this Halloween. And that SUCKED. Some douchenozzle at NYL thought it would be ok to schedule Council during fekking Halloween. Between various friends and Dylan( who was a stellar big sis), Willa was well taken care of . She had a great time with her buddy carving pumpkins and  trick-or-treating. She was a tornado.
  I KNOW.
I fretted over how the hell I was going to make a fucking TORNADO outfit for the whole month prior. Anyway, afterward she got to have a sleepover with Dylan at Dylan's friend's house and all was well. Even though we didn't get to trick or treat with our little girl, :( , Mommy and Daddy had an uproariously FUN NIGHT!!!!! And Mommys and Daddys need those once and awhile, yes?!!

Tee hee heeee!
 
 



 
Awwwwwww!
NO idea what he's doing here.

It's just a JUMP to the left!
 
FRIDA!!!  I LOVE your work!!!!

"We love these 2 crazy American spa people!"

Just a quiet interlude...
 
Awwwww, again!!!




Me and "V fer Vendella" (a Willa-ism)  Occupy!
 
creepy

Get the hell out of the way, Miles!  That's Robert Downy Jr.!!!!!

We STILL have perma grin pain from that night!  It beat the hell out of sitting in our hotel room watching "Strange Addictions".
Sometimes you just need to step out of your comfort zone.

November 10, 2012

Vancouver, Day 4 "Did you know that rhinoceroses are just big, fat, white trash unicorns?"


Back to Granville Island-this time taking along a fella Alaskan, "J", one of Miles's partners from NYL and a total hoot!  This woman is my kinda gal!  Someone I feel I can be my total self around.  Pointing out waitress's racks, talk of farting in bed, and plotting over a drinkie professional "revenge" on the company snob, she's the shit.
  We had those delish burgers again at Cat's, perused the shops, stopped to partake in a flight at the Granville Brewery, shopped some more...

Scored THESE in a funky little shop!!!!!  Hummingbird skull earrings!  My totem animal!

Sign in the Cat's potty
 
Boy, oh BOY did I get the evil stink eye from the new age gem shop lady for taking this photo of her magic crystals!  "Disrespectful", it was.  Lady...LIGHTEN UP!!!!  I was in awe of this huge gorgeous cluster!  I took the photo in reverence out of respect for  it's beauty and power! I wasn't stealing it's SOUL!!!!!!  It LIKED me.......Bitch.

Yowza, I'm in LOVE with this piece.  Fabulous pottery to be found on that island!
 
Flights of fantastic.
 
Love the glow from this hanging lamp....apparently they sell them in Anchorage!
 

 It was great getting to know J better.  An afternoon of laughs....

.... that led to an evening of ab busting, sore face making, tee-teeing in your knickers, HILARITY.  When we got back to the hotel room, we just didn't feel like calling it a night yet, but didn't exactly want to go back out wandering in the rain.  Then Miles discovered a text from another of our friends letting us know they scored tickets to a comedy club.  PERFECT!!!!!  We met up at the Mix, ordered libations and snacks and where treated to one.funny.fuckin.show!  Several local comedians plus 2 headliners.  The big surprise of the night was when the mc announced that the comedian up next was a local mentally ill guy.  The Mix prided itself in hosting folks like this and giving them a voice for their creativity and comedy.  Please go easy on 'em.  Out walks a tall guy fitting that bill who proceeded to be BRILLIANT.  After a couple minutes thinking,"this guy is mentally ill?!?" it dawns on me......"THAT'S THE 7 MINUTE ABS GUY FROM 'SOMETHING ABOUT MARY!!!!!!"....  I'm elbowing a guffawing Miles.  "That's the pee drinking cop from 'Dumb and Dumber!!!!" 


No WAY!!!! We LOVE this guy!!!!!!  Harland Williams!  Mentally ill, my ass!  We're always quoting that guy!  What a fucking TREAT and thrill.  It feels SO FANTASTIC to laugh hard with friends.  I'm so glad those guys invited us along!  And it made me want to make comedy clubin' something we do more often.  Highlight of the trip!

Why, oh, WHY didn't I snap a pic of Harland?

Vancouver, Day 3- Gettin' my girl on

My day of froo-froo....
Shopping and not buying at high end fashion houses... I FINALLY got to try on at Tiffany and Co. the Elsa Peretti bone cuff that I have been coveting for years.  $1000 + of pure organic flowing silver embracing the wrist.  Even more beautiful in person.  Got a manicure and suffered for 2 hours while this Tilda Swinton lookin' chick gave me an expensive shitty updo that made me want to scratch my nails through it a-la diabetic Julia Roberts in Steel Magnolias....
 
That evening was the big-n-fancy NYL awards dinner.  One of my twice yearly opportunities to get all Cinderella-like with a pretty dress and killer pumps.  I'm SO gay.  I start planning this shit a couple months in advance....shopping for the perfect dress, shoes, and accessories....polyvoring different combos and posting pics and requests for input on facebook.  What should I do with my hair...how should I do my makeup this time?  I hadn't had a professional do done since my senior prom-and the stylist for my wedding NEVER SHOWED UP!  I decided I would find someone in Vancouver to perform an updo with this head of mine for the shindig.  I deseve some fussiness, right?  From our hotel room window I spied a salon right across the street.  Convenient in the rain.  Gave them a call.
After Miles's meetings that morning we met up for lunch. Bangers and mash for me at Johnnie Fox's Irish Snug. Picked because that's a cool name. "Top-o-the-mornin' to yeh!  It's off to the snug with us!".
Snug indeed.  Wish I had one of these down the street!
 
 
Happily made the obligatory church stop.  The wood in this one was gorgeous!  I asked Miles if he dared me to lap some holy water out of the bowl.....
A little more exploring and then I made my way over to Suki's place of all things hair.
2+ HOURS for crissakes later and laden down with FIFTY bobby pins in my head-and I don't HAVE a ton of hair!- I walked out of there late for cocktail hour and a hundred bucks waisted.  My hair did NOT turn out like this, dammit:
Here's the back...not too bad...but I'm not showing the front close up.  She took out curl where it should have been and put curl in where it shouldn't:

...And I was stuck quickly dressing and slapping on my makeup in order to get to the NYL dinner on time.  Not my most Cinderella-y minute...but oh, well.  We still had fun.  Loved my dress and shooz!
A chance to take a photo after the dinner. Here I am looking like I'm wearing my step-dad's toupee.



November 4, 2012

Vancouver, Day 2...lil birdies, Granville arts, and steppin out

Our second day in Vancouver brought the nicest weather of the trip.  Overcast and cool-well, warm to us Alaskans-and NO rain.  This was our look like fucking idiots because we didn't educate ourselves about the downtown buses and explore Granville Island and eat the best restaurant burgers day.
 
After a workout in the gym- toddlin' baby Jesus, they had cold, eucalyptus infused, moist towels there -we headed out to RUIN it all at La Boulangerie, where I had THIS for breaky:
 
 
Oh, HELLS yes. 
 
 
Next stop, Granville island.  Once an industrial manufacturing spot, is now artisan heaven, situated on a peninsula under the south end of the Granville Street bridge.  Yeah, so we got lost(a little bit) but eventually followed the distant street music to this wonderful modern-hippy hub....reminiscent of Seattle's Public Market with it's huge foodie house of saturnalia.  My inner artist was in a faint over the wonderful "Working Studios", each artist housed in their own garage with loft gallery/shop/studio where one gets to see them in action!  
Miles and I are snobs about our homemade burgers-they simply blow one's mind-and were reluctant about ordering burgers at Cat's Social House, but holy MAN, they were yummy!  We came back with a friend a couple days later.  After our fill we wound our way through studios, shops and the Granville brewery(Fabulous IPA and Winter ale there!  We brought our friend here as well).  But, alas, having not properly managed our day's schedule....and I say that with a SHHHHHH, not a SK....all too soon we had to head back to the hotel to get ready for the New York Life Welcome-type dinner.  Yaaaaaaaaawn. 
But, a couple hours hence, we enjoyed meeting up with fellow AK NYL friends and going out for a drinkie on the town.  Who had absinthe like the chick in Dracula?  THIS girl! 
Well.....faux absinthe, actually.  The shitty Czech sort?  That the bourgeois burn a sugar cube over......... 
Nyquil, really.  I drank a shot of expensive Nyquil.  
 
Then off to the hotel hot tub with us!  Oh, and NO, the Nyquil did NOT bring on the green fairy, yummy hallucinations, or abstract acrobatics.  So, in the outdoor hot tub.  Gloriously hot water with outside temps in the fifties, head resting back with drops of cold rain falling softly on my face and arms....view of skyscrapers reaching into a cloudy night....god-DAMN what gorgeous sensations..........................................
 
 
Aww!  Lil hungry birdie eating almonds out of Miles's hand!  A lovely breakfast....

Autumn, again.


Nice pic taken by Miles.  Love the juxtaposition.
The working studios.  This taken from a sculptor's loft....

...and here is the ground floor of a woodworkers studio-loft above.  Smelled AMAZING in there.  GAWD, what I wouldn't give! The.Perfect.Space!!!!


A broom maker!

My music man getting his fix

THIS was an AMAZING world instrument store
Back uptown to register for the convention at the Vancouver Convention Center

My BFF and I ready to step out!

The rare decent photo.