Do you ever feel like when it’s your job to be creative that you don’t have the energy to be creative for … you know … fun? I do. So when my sister (and co-owner of Braid) told me that she had this idea for Halloween costumes I let out a big sigh and said “but I’m so … tired.”
My favorite kind of food is Indian food. I die for a good plate of Saag Paneer, Pakora and Samosas with Raita sauce on the side. But when Jeremy first suggested (about a year or two ago) that we try out an Indian food buffet in a gas station I scoffed. And then when I met him at the gas station and saw the really sad used-to-be-a-burger-king floors and the kind of atmosphere that looked like a scene from Natural Born Killers I just about lost my appetite.
But we powered through. I grabbed a paper plate, plastic silverware and styrofoam bowl. I loaded up on hot naan, lentil soup and a curry chock-full of paneer & peas. And you guys – it was the best food I had ever tasted. I ate every last bit. We met up there again yesterday for lunch and noticed they had also opened a little grocery section where I was able to find some hard-to-find Indian spices for my own home cooked meals.
I have it on good authority that this is the most authentic Indian in the city. If you live here or are driving through OKC and you like Indian food you must stop here: Tandoor Restaurant (off MLK and Reno at I-40).
I recently did a photo shoot that involved me wearing bright teal tights and balancing myself on a unicycle (found in my parents’ attic – it was abandoned by my sideshow brother when he became distracted by juggling a chainsaw instead). I can’t share any more of the photos or what this shoot was all about – you know, in case The New York Times wants the exclusive (cross your fingers for me).
But what I can share is this. The secret to riding a unicycle: • Do not ride too slow. It is actually more difficult to ride slowly since it becomes more difficult to maintain your balance. • To keep from falling off, you have to pedal continuously so that the unicycle can keep up with your body. • Your mindset should be something like this: the unicycle is under you rather than you are at the top of the unicycle. This simply means that you should be in control and not the other way around. • Pedal faster to keep from falling. • If you fall, get up and ride again. All beginners experienced this when they were just starting.
Now, if that isn’t just one big fat metaphor for my life right now.
I seem to mostly work with clients on the coasts – so if we’re Skyping I can fake getting dressed. I’ll just throw on a little bit of make-up and make sure I’m wearing a bra and call it a day. But lately I’ve had a couple real-life meetings – so in order to look professional I’ll put on some pants. Or a skirt. Or at the very least some shiny leggings.
scarf – urban outfitters tank – american apparel skirt, belt & leggings – target boots – frye
At some point over the past few months I got it in my head that I needed to go camping. The experience I imagined would include hot dogs, s’mores, a little bit of hiking, and life-changing conversation around camp fires. We would be isolated in the woods (with just a little threat of being attacked by bears to make it exciting) and a dock that we could sit on to watch the sunset and dip our toes in the water from. I insisted that last weekend would be the perfect time to see this fantasy to fruition.
But the reality was a State Park full of youth groups and RVs (isolated), we’re vegetarian (hotdogs), we forgot to buy marshmallows (s’mores), and we’re not very good at starting camp fires.
That’s when our tent neighbors, a small group of professional dancers (not the take-off-your clothes-kind but more like the Dancing With the Stars kind), came over and offered us some kindling and lighter fluid. We became fast friends and wound up playing Farkle and Uno into the evening. We shared popcorn, a bottle of Raw Power shiraz and lots of laughs. We were never afraid of bears but at one point we did become suspicious of our slasher-movie setting.
So, it wasn’t the perfectly art directed camping trip that could double as an Urban Outfitters catalog that I was expecting – but it was still unexpectedly picture perfect.