I'm a lil' devil!

I don't really remember the score..or really if we won, but I did keep my large New Jersey Devils souvenir cup, my Devils foam finger, and am happy to say that I did not indeed get a nose-bleed from our seats. Next up, Socccccerrr!

My super sweet 26

I feel old. For my amazing 26th birthday what better way to celebrate than to do some Karaoke! And how better to top it off than belly dancers and hooka. Nothing says Happy Birthday better than a random night out with friends.

Watch out Samantha Brown!

My last day in Austin, I thought I'd try and do a lil' sight seeing. However, there wasn't too much of Austin really to explore. So, this is me... at the Capitol in part with my whole "peace signs around the world" jaunt (just for you nick) and on 6th street... and then spent the rest of the day recovering. I will be back. OH, and did I mention there was an anti-republican protest right outside my hotel. For some reason I felt the need to take 50 pictures of it. I think it was the fact that there was an anti-republican protest... in TEXAS! (of all places!)

Austin!

This year I finally got to go down to Austin and rock out at SXSW. Here are some shots of our label band Datarock playing at the MTV party. This was my first real sex, drugs and rock and roll experience although, minus the sex, and the drugs just plain rock 'n roll.

mi casa

My new apartment!! Yes, its sad but true that Marlo and I had to say goodbye to our oh so lovely shoebox in the East Village, but we packed our light bags an slightly non-exsistant furnature, and heading across the Hudson to Jersey! Don't knock it till you've tried it. We are just above the adorable Hoboken and about a 15 min. bus ride into Manhattan. I gave up living with just a bed from wall to wall with my closet underneath my bed... to a room that holds 3 of my old bedrooms, an indoor and outdoor pool, a view of the Empire State Building, a gym and the bus stop right outside! OH, and a target down the street... what more could a girl ask for?! Still decorating... its amazing what having room allows you to buy! I need to be good.. right.

Khing in de castle!

We rocked Medieval Times for Marlo's b-day... I think the pictures can speak for themselves. Needless to say, very few were sober, and the white team was ripped of being crowned, titled.. whatever they call it, by a traitor. I love when I get to be eleven years old again!

Karaoke, Bowling and New Years Eve! (UK style)

Well basides the great history and it being a world hot-spot.. the true reason for our trip across the atlantic was to celebrate new years.. and did we ever! The group of us started out the night at the apt. and I wish I remembered the rest... hopefully the pictures can tell the story that I sadly can't. All true signs of a good night, right?!

Stonehenge!

Our second day in London we decided to take a trip up to Stonehenge. Lil' did we realize that it was going to be the coldest day ever! Although it was an amazing side-trip and definitely worth freezing in the cold rain.

London! round 2...

Well I finally got GC out to one of my favorite places in the world (next to California) LONDON!!! We stayed at my works apartment with friends Lacey (my awesome co-worker) and one of my dearest friends Erin and her fiance, Andy. We also met up with a bunch of friends for a week of non-stop fun. I think I've convinced GC that we need to move there soon (or so I hope!) This is day one. We were your basic American tourists, taking pictures of everything, playing in the english phonebooths and finishing the night off with friends at the local pub and realizing that Heather.. truly is magical!

caaaaalifornia!

I took GC out to Cali for his first ever Thanksgiving holiday on the west coast. A new fan of Disneyland, he couldn't quite get into the whole decorating a palm tree in flip flops. If you really want to see the 103 pictures of the Disneyland Christmas parade, courtesy of Giancarlo Pacheco.. they are up on Kodakgallery.com.

25 Flowers

Its a rainy day in the NYC, and I just feel like writing about a bunch of things that will probably only make sense to me. Take this picture.. for some reason its become my pride and joy and its because its the thought of exploring a completely different career path. I know nothing about nothing when it comes to photography.. and really can't give up the day job to explore the freelancing world of bountiful photographers.. but this picture lets me live in that world.
I think it represents to me at least... figuring out what the hell we are doing at age 25. Mellow-dramatic.. maybe a scoach, but I sure as hell know that I don't have it figured out, as much as I would like to tell myself that I do. So in the meantime, while I pretend to go on and know what I'm doing.. I just keep looking at this picture to remind myself that one day...maybe one day- I'll actually get to live in that fantasy world I like to escape to.

Viva Italia!

Viva Italia

This summer was quite the adventure. Giancarlo and I set out to visit his family over in Northern Italy in a small town called Fano. The Beverly Hills of Western Europe. Our travels began with an 8 hour flight from New York into Milan, then a 2 hour flight over to Ancona (with my baggage still left back in Milan) and then a lovely 30 min. train ride up the coast of Italy to Fano... but the views are breathtaking.
Many days started off at the ever-so popular Lido..all I was missing was my cabana boy bring me a pina-colada with a multi-colored paper umbrella, but hey- thats for next summer. The 80 degree water was like being in the bahamas, and the time easily passed quickly with a nap under the Lido umbrella!
When we actually decided to be productive and venture out in this historical land... we decided to do the 4 hour train ride to Venice. 4 hours.. each way, on the hottest day of the year. Nothing but a Venitian adventure, and Vegas has nothing on the real deal. All four of us, Me.. Giancarlo, Marcello and their mom weaved our way through the tiny streets of this popular city. I have to recommend going there, but I do suggest going in a month that is not overrun with tourists and not 160 degrees out. But, it was still worth the 8 hour round-trip train ride.

fresh

So I'm definitely not a blogger but I thought hey.. what better way to keep in touch and let everyone in on whats been going on in my life.

For those of you unaware... I moved to the big apple this past december. I finally traded in my pair of flip-fops ( and my tan) for some some closed toe shows and snow gear. This year has been a whirl-wind of changes...which I have to admit have been better than I could have ever hope for or even imagined were possible.

I'm living in the east villiage of New York City. The heart of bohemian life. Tons of hole-in-the-wall places to eat, gather and drink.. which I'm still trying to get used to the 4 a.m. closing bar time. Although I must admit.. its not that difficult.