What a week it has been (and it's only Tuesday)
To start off, I thought Los Angeles knew how to party- until I partied in London.
Let me just tell you, those Blokes and Birds know how to get DOWN...
Saturday night I went out to a proper London house party in Camden Town with my new friend Dogmarette (who works in fashion here, but is originally from Orange County) and Andy, Jonny and James from
The Electric City, a clever Indie Rock band recording here at Xenomania. (I Call them "The Durans" cuz both Andy and Jame's fathers were in the 80's band Duran Duran! LOL)
The party was very um, ________________ (choose your favorite adjective)
Then Sunday, Flo (my roommate here) and I thought we had a burglary, because our GIANT Mirror suddely went missing!
Let me explain:
9:00 AM- Florrie wakes up, get's ready...
9:30 AM- Florrie checks her make up in the HUGE mirror we have in our kitchen, and leaves the apartment.
10:00 AM- I wake up, get ready...
10:30 AM- I eat a bowel of Lucky Charms, read the paper, glance up at the wall and notice something is off, but can't figure out what, so I drink the pink milk and go take a shower....
10:45 AM- I walk back into the kitchen with wet hair, stare at the wall for a few seconds and try to put my finger on what is wrong with our wall??
11:00 AM- I'm dressed and ready to leave, I go to grab my computer off the kitchen table and it hits me! "Where the hell is our ENORMOUS mirror that used to be hanging on our wall????"
11:05 AM- I walk around the apartment to look for it, thinking Florrie must have moved it or something (although it would take at least 2 people to lift)
11:08 AM- The mirror is MIA and I'm late, so I shrug, and bounce....
So sometime in the 30 minutes that I was asleep and Flo had left, our mirror mysteriously went missing! Doors were locked, and we live on the top floor... Now you tell me what you think happened, because we cannot figure this out!?
I wish that was the end of my chaotic week, but last night was worse...
I came home around 11:00 PM to the smell of rotten egg in our building, I was so tired and hungry I completely blocked it out of my mind...
Then Florrie came home an hour later, and she had smelled rotten egg too, maybe someone was cooking something foul!?? I got in the bath, and all of a sudden I realized: GAS LEAK. I shout for Florrie to call the Emergency Gas Company... While I'm rinsing out my conditioner Florrie shouts back "Jessie, they said we have to get out right now!"
Me: "I've got wet hair and it's fucking snowing outside!??"
Flo: "We don't have an option. The Police said we must evacuate our building at once!"
Me: "Holy shit! Okay, Okay... Open up some windows"... (btw it's like 2 degrees, and about 1 in the morning at this point..)
Then as Florrie is opening up our biggest window the handle breaks off and flys out.. Just our luck. Now the window won't shut and we have to get out... We have to leave it be, or we run the risk of blowing up...LOL
So we went to her boyfriends house and slept in his bed. (very weird, Let me tell you)... and this morning we had to rush to the studio.... (where I am now, writing this blog). Who knows if our building is even standing still when we get back tonight.... and if it is, who knows if our BIG Table will go missing next? LOL (since the window is wide open for anyone to get in)
Or maybe the enigmatic mirror snatcher will feel bad, climb right in our flat and return the mirror... ??
Hey- Now that would be a wicked ending to this story... I'll keep you posted.
Xo
Jessie
ps. "Outsider" and "Trash Me" both avail on iTUNES (in case u didn't know)