Proof that I am slowly... no, actually rapidly back-sliding into my tweens. Started reading the twilight saga. The friend who loaned me the books, who shan't be named... no longer wants them at her house for fear she will be judged. She instructed me that when I am done with a book, I am to leave it in a public place, so as to pass on the gift of teenage monster romance.
Further poof... I baby sat this baby face and GOT PAID!
Echo Park
My friend Eva spotted these sugar bears in the LA Times and went on a quest to buy them at a lil' Tokyo bakery. I left mine in my car overnight and discovered this horrific scene. Decapitation.
Today was the launch party for the latest issue of
Mammut Magazine. It was held at one of my favorite spots, the La Brea Tar Pits. The latest issue is dedicated to exploring Megafauna, or in other words LARGE MAMMALS, with a focus on the Pleistocene era. And who is synonymous with large mammals from the Pleistocene are? Sloth Bear is.
Christina!
Roman and Matt, the editors / designers / masterminds-genius-brains.
I contributed a piece for the issue, and had a t-shirt making table.
Do you mind if I sloth you up? Do you mind if I sloth you down?
Ayana and Moritz made it out to support a sistah. She's showcasing my article and illustrations on what is what like for the Sloth Bears during the Gold Rush of 1849.
There was also animal mask making.
Felt it was necessary to offer up my "New Moon" copy and my Yak mask to the Ground Sloth statue to show my appreciation, and give thanks for all the creative inspiration I've received throughout the years. Also, if you are in the La Brea Tar Pits area and you're hurtin' for some sweet Edward Cullen vampire love, race on down and scoop that shit... before you have to rip it out of the hands of some tweeny-bopper. RUN!
A couple of broads headed out to celebrate the birth of their friend Lani.
Birthday girl
Transactionz.
Monster lovers.
Birthday Bruuuunnnch.
New Birthday shoes.
Birthday futuristic Beyonce ring.
Good look.
Hey Lani, who's team are you on??
Oh, but of course.
Downtown beauty shot.
I WENT TO JAPAN YA'LL!
Ha! Not really... just went to the asian market/ mall in little Tokyo.
Shrimps with little black shrimpy eyeballs.
Triple threat.
Lady shoes out on the town for a ladies night.
Eva, otherwise known as Sleeva or Slevey Nicks.
James St. James.
Took her on a mega hike. It's November and its 77 degrees!! I was wearing shorts and was STILL hot!!! I'm sorry, I don't mean to brag. I know there are people out there wearing jackets. But, I'm not one of them and that makes me happy.
"Cali got gunplay, models on the runway"
Ohhh, but my mind and heart are always here. Peeking longingly through the fence, lookin' at the Griffith Park golf course. To all my golf dudes out there who are wanting to play, hit me up. 
There I am, showing off that fact that I am indeed wearing shorts. 
Mia and Nandi, nature friends.
Life in the southwest.
Infinity ledge.
Someone got her hands on some fancy designer shoes.
sneak preview. Gonna debut these futuristic, sexy space lady shoes this Saturday. Might have to hire a runway coach to teach me how to walk in them. Kinda feel like a horse that put on a pair of pumps and tried to walk on it's hind legs. If you happen to see me in the club, don't ask me to dance. Better yet do, since I am now perfecting my sitting-down dance moves and my leaning against the wall choreography. 
Proof that I am slowly... no, actually rapidly back-sliding into my tweens. Started reading the twilight saga. The friend who loaned me the books, who shan't be named... no longer wants them at her house for fear she will be judged. She instructed me that when I am done with a book, I am to leave it in a public place, so as to pass on the gift of teenage monster romance.
Further poof... I baby sat this baby face and GOT PAID! 
Echo Park
My friend Eva spotted these sugar bears in the LA Times and went on a quest to buy them at a lil' Tokyo bakery. I left mine in my car overnight and discovered this horrific scene. Decapitation.
Today was the launch party for the latest issue of Mammut Magazine. It was held at one of my favorite spots, the La Brea Tar Pits. The latest issue is dedicated to exploring Megafauna, or in other words LARGE MAMMALS, with a focus on the Pleistocene era. And who is synonymous with large mammals from the Pleistocene are? Sloth Bear is.
Christina!
Roman and Matt, the editors / designers / masterminds-genius-brains.
I contributed a piece for the issue, and had a t-shirt making table.
Do you mind if I sloth you up? Do you mind if I sloth you down?
Ayana and Moritz made it out to support a sistah. She's showcasing my article and illustrations on what is what like for the Sloth Bears during the Gold Rush of 1849.
There was also animal mask making.
Happy friend.
Spent some quality time with my muse.
Felt it was necessary to offer up my "New Moon" copy and my Yak mask to the Ground Sloth statue to show my appreciation, and give thanks for all the creative inspiration I've received throughout the years. Also, if you are in the La Brea Tar Pits area and you're hurtin' for some sweet Edward Cullen vampire love, race on down and scoop that shit... before you have to rip it out of the hands of some tweeny-bopper. RUN!
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