Friday, September 01, 2006
when the privileged beautiful people come back to capstrano.
so last night was this big t1sch party, where all the graduate students in the department drank wine and ate catered asian food. including the MFA acting kids.
they were all there, wearing their weird black dresses and cowboy boots and no makeup or incredible makeup; they were there dancing too big and being perfectly okay with it; they were tossing their hair and flaunting their skin and pretty much acknowledging that right now, before any real world action has hit, they own the world.
or not. maybe they're sad and scared and have their own demons to wrestle. it took a lot of discipline not to hate them, though.
i'm trying not to be so touchy; i'm going to continue to know actors for the rest of my life. they are some of my favorite people. there just may be this year or two where hearing about their successes makes me want to jump off something tall.
the party was still fun. afterwards i tried to bring my classmates to the monkey's bar, but it was like herding drunken cats. they stopped in union square to dance to some drum music for a while. it was very olympia.
on the chipper side, my engagement ring is finished. we picked it up and he put it on my finger and everything. i still occasionally get a little squeamish about the weird ownership symbolism (which, you know, we made our peace with, and it can't have bothered me that much anyway because i clearly wanted one), but: let me tell you, on a purely aesthetic level, it pleases me so intensely. this ring is beautiful. i have never seen one i liked better. it is tiny and dainty and incredibly sparkly and every time someone sees it they say, "oh, classy."
photo to come, but man, it can be hard to take a macro shot of your own hand.
they were all there, wearing their weird black dresses and cowboy boots and no makeup or incredible makeup; they were there dancing too big and being perfectly okay with it; they were tossing their hair and flaunting their skin and pretty much acknowledging that right now, before any real world action has hit, they own the world.
or not. maybe they're sad and scared and have their own demons to wrestle. it took a lot of discipline not to hate them, though.
i'm trying not to be so touchy; i'm going to continue to know actors for the rest of my life. they are some of my favorite people. there just may be this year or two where hearing about their successes makes me want to jump off something tall.
the party was still fun. afterwards i tried to bring my classmates to the monkey's bar, but it was like herding drunken cats. they stopped in union square to dance to some drum music for a while. it was very olympia.
on the chipper side, my engagement ring is finished. we picked it up and he put it on my finger and everything. i still occasionally get a little squeamish about the weird ownership symbolism (which, you know, we made our peace with, and it can't have bothered me that much anyway because i clearly wanted one), but: let me tell you, on a purely aesthetic level, it pleases me so intensely. this ring is beautiful. i have never seen one i liked better. it is tiny and dainty and incredibly sparkly and every time someone sees it they say, "oh, classy."
photo to come, but man, it can be hard to take a macro shot of your own hand.
