So here's a cute song by a cute band for alla ya'll to fall in love with:
Violent Sensation Descends - Violens

The clarity of their sweet melodic sound is undoubtedly reminiscent of The Shins (circa "Chutes Too Narrow"). If you're in Austin for SXSW, check them out this Saturday.. they'll be at Club Deville for the Viva-Radio showcase. Speaking of Austin, Catherine and I are going April 8th-12th for her spring break! I'm super stoked/already shitting my pants about having to be on a plane. I'll just sedate myself with tranquilizers and sleep through the whole thing. She'll have to "weekend at Bernie's" me through the whole process while I'm unconscious ... that's the plan. Weee!

Rock&Roll Circus

So last night Sarina and I hung out with our downstairs neighbors, got stoned, and watched Rock & Roll Circus.
What I've gathered is the following: the clip blow captured what has to be the most essential 7 minutes and 49 seconds in music history:




FUCK.

WIN

So I finally have internet .. I can actually check my email without sitting in the stairwell and praying that my neighbors don't open the door to see my flannel-clad ass lurking in the dark. Other than that, nothing and everything is new. I feel weird, happy but depressed? Or maybe it's vise-versa. Or maybe it's just this shiteous weather we've been having. Anyway, add those weird feelings to the fact that I don't have heat on any given night, and there's the answer to why I haven't had a full nights sleep in four days. I kind of feel high all the time now due to extreme exhaustion, but whatever. Last week was fucking awesome though. Some friends from Austin came to visit and we did a bunch of really awesome stuff. I went to some galleries in Chelsea and became obsessed with this:



Other new or renewed obsessions include: chai lattes, Dirty Dancing, and making care packages (which I've been planning out for someone really awesome and cute for his upcoming birthday)

In other OTHER news, Catherine and I are planning to visit Austin in April (ETA: 4/20...fingers crossed) and I've never been so I'm pretty stoked. I'll update more if anything major happens to me. Or once I stop feeling weird.

XOXO GOSSIP GIRL

To commemorate this past week being the 50 year death anniversary of Ritchie Valens, Buddy Holly and The Big Bopper, here is a song I've been listening to on repeat for a week and a half:

That's My Little Suzie (demo) - Ritchie Valens

There's little to no internet in my apartment so it may be difficult to update. We're going to get it straightened out next week, but for right now our very babeish and sweet neighbor Josh is sharing a network with us so here are some photos of my new room!

This has been quite a week to say the least. It all started on Sunday (my usual day off) when I get woken up out of bed by an urgent call from one of my employees saying that the basement is flooded. After throwing water on my face, brushing my teeth, and FALLING into a flannel shirt (dirty hair and no makeup. I'm not trying to be ~*CuTe & EfFoRtLeSs*~ ..I'm pretty sure I forgot deodorant as well) $40 and an hour of traffic on the BQE later, I get to my store and am met with a dank, filthy stockroom covered in about 2 inches of water all around. No one from maintenance could be reached that day (<3) and so it was up to me and two of my stock boys to shovel filthy SARS water into the sump pump of the basement. Apparently a pipe burst somewhere on our block but seeing as Con Ed was fucking useless (shock me) we were down there for twelve hours pulling some serious hurricane katrina disaster relief shit. On the bright side, we managed to save each of the $7000 mannequins and most of our inventory. It's not a big deal, it's just what I do. I spent the rest of the week in a daze due to lack of sleep, hung out with some interesting (?) people, and now I'm home sick. I have to get my SHIT RIGHT for love shack '09 this weekend and pack the rest of my stuff up today. I got my beautiful vintage French-style princess telephone in the mail from eBay yesterday and I'm absolutely jizzing over it. I also have a fever and I'm starving. ALSO I have a huge crush on an unattainable boy. WAH WAH WAH my life is so0o0o0o hard.




you're welcome.

Dear Williamsburg,

E.T.A = January 25th

Love,

Sarina & Francesca

PS: I just dropped MAD BILL$Z on my bedding. Memory foam & Egyptian cotton..ow ow.