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Gigi

  • A creative schemer, writer, blogger, designer, lover of good food, social networker, optimizer, thinker, tear-jerker, supporter, linguist, culturally passionate, story-teller, road-biker, thoughtful, sassy, sometimes-chef, leader, listener, talker, dreamer.

    "People need stories more than bread itself. They tell us how to live, and why."
    -Arabian Nights

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  • "Surely what a man does when he is taken off guard is the best evidence for what sort of man he is...if there are rats in the cellar you are most likely to see them if you go in very suddenly. But the suddenness does not create the rates: it only prevents them from hiding." -C.S. Lewis

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June 24, 2008

How to Snag a Kingfish

Gg: My aunt and uncle gave me a list of places that rich men have drinks in Denver, so I thought you and I should do some covert creepy behavior involving shameless staring at men in bars...

LL: Score on staring at rich men at bars!  woohoo!! I'm ALL in. Your aunt and uncle MAY be the REASON I marry an insanely wealthy man... and to that I owe them a bottle of really expensive wine bought by my future husband's money ;)

Gg: You're only allowed to marry one if I can sun on your yacht.

LL: What if I marry LOTS of them?  Then you can sun on ALL of my yatchs.  who knows, maybe we could cruise through an arby's too :)

Gg: You should know that I plan on blogging this conversation. Because you are awesome.

June 09, 2008

Why Roommate #1 Loves Me


"I would buy stripper heels for the right man...or, he could buy them...that sounds better."
-Gg


February 25, 2008

The Broken Nose is a Good Thing, Baby

Will: You feeling left out over there?

Me: Hmm? Oh...no. I'm people-watching. And enjoying it.

Will: yeah?

Me: Yeah. Like, see that girl over there? Sitting next to the guy whose league she is out of?

Will: Yeah.

Me: See how she is playing with her hair and smacking him in the face?

Will: Haha, yeah.

Me: Clearly, it is a new form of flirting. See how he likes it. I think I'm going to take this life lesson and apply it...only it'll be harder for me as I have short hair...

Will: You should just head-butt the guy

Me: Yeah, totally. I'll be like, "what, stop crying, it just means I love you."

January 21, 2008

Jennisms Revived

A walk down the Jennism memory lane...

on the youth of the body
Jenn: He's 32
Amanda: oohhhh, I love men in their thirties
Jenn: Yeah...I love men who are 21. They don't have any appeal until you are ten years older than them.

on working with your body
Jenn regarding babies & age: You hit thirty and your body is like "I don't care what you think...I'm having one...I'll kill you if we don't."

on dealing with your body
"Everytime I look up hot flashes they talk about menopause. Aren't there other ways to have hot flashes? Do I have menopause? If I have menopause I'm going to lose it. Lose it." -Jenn

on lending a hand
Jenn: I'm realizing it's a bad idea to date guys in their thirties. I mean...why are they still single?
Amanda: But guys in their twenties suck.
Jenn: Yeah, but you get one then and take them by the hand through their suckiness and into the nice thirties.

on little people
"I've been around kids when they don't listen...it makes you want to die." -jenn

on eharmony dot com
Jenn composing a first email to an internet boy: Do you travel? Do you speak english fluently? How do you like Argentina? Is it cold there? Are you wearing a winter coat? -Jenn

on morality
"Stop being a nice girl and going to church and go watch your horrifying tv show!" -Jenn

on straightman cohabitation
Jenn: It must be different when its two guys living together...
Amanda: Yeah, they wouldn't even know each other was there. Like, "there's another person here? I thought that that pile of junk was moving because my three week old hamburger was growing things..."
Jenn: Boys are so gross.

on approaching the opposite sex
Jenn: I was thinking about a new plan to pick up men.
Amanda: mmhmm
Jenn: When I see one in the gym I could go up to him and say "Man, you're in great shape! How'd you get in such great shape?"
Amanda: Ahahahah, that would totally work! You should. Oh, please Jenn do!
Jenn: I can't
Amanda: Yeah, you'd freeze up and start giggling halfway through
Jenn: Yeah...I'd just run up and hand him a note..."here's a note...this is how I feel...you're sexy..."

on storytelling
"A bad memory is great for storytelling...it's like...hey, this one time I learned this thing about this place...yeah...I don't really remember what it was though.--I'm so awesome."

on superbowl commercials 2007
Next thing you know they'll have commercials that are just porn...people having sex in the background and in the foreground it'll say "brought to you by Motorola"

on household chores
"So, I don't take the garbage out on my way out the door, because I have my keys in my hand. But my brother was yelling at me to take it out. So I took the garbage out and guess what I threw down the garbage chute? ...Not the garbage."

on dating foreign men
"I felt like we were teenagers again. He was so cute and we held hands all the time...and so what if we didn't have anything to talk about...and every conversation ends abruptly with akward silence...like being back in high school...yeah"

I definitely miss this. Jenn, please move to Colorado.

December 17, 2007

BTism: Poligitics

BT Regarding Romney's politics:

"Well, I feel like he keeps saying all the right things. Never makes a mistake. But then once he gets into office it's going to be BOOM--wives for everyone!"

November 08, 2007

the Quickie of the Day: Davidisms & Hollyisms

Gigi: I finally got to talk to David (pronounced Dah-veed) on the phone.
Holly: David? That name is so foreign and gay sounding.
Gigi: *pause* well, he's both.

David: *looking at menu* what's the quickie of the day?
Gigi & MB: what?
David: the quickie of the day. I mean, it's right here in the menu. How do you ask a waitress for something like that? "Excuse me, maam, I'd like the quickie of the day. Wink wink."
MB: *looking at the menu* David...it's the quiche of the day...not the quickie...
David: what?
Gigi: hahaha, ask the waitress anyway!

July 24, 2007

Gypsygirl Pictures Things

The long awaited photos of my Sunday adventure are finally downloaded. Essentially I am still desperately in love with my new boyfriend (read: Canon Digital XT). Tamara suggested that the only thing Canon needs to add is a vibrate function. I told her that's why God invented cell phones. For dry spells. Of course. She doesn't know what I mean, though. Because she isn't in a dry spell.

The cream of the crop of my photos was this:

Some of my favorite New York moments have happened in the park that I took the photo from. The first time Matt took me there, to skip stones across the water and talk about Colorado (he was awesome, until he fell of the planet. Damn man-vortex! Foils me every time). Or when I tried to convince SP to take off his clothes and jump in the east river. Even though he didn't in th end, I still believe my powers of persuation to be beyond the average person. Most people couldn't get someone to think about that kind of garbage, right? But me in my underwear is a powerful motivator. Obviously. Or that time Jenn and I stared across the water with all those strangers and just thought out loud. That was nice too.

Click above to see more of that amazing day.

* * * * *

I've had a crush on my neighbor since I moved in. He has a girlfriend, and I would never tread on that kind of territory. BUT. But, it hasn't stopped me from making up excuses to talk to him and stare at him and drink wine on the doorstep with him. And I had an imaginary idea for a while, that he was making up excuses for me too. Leaving the house at the same time. Dawdling in the hall if I was late coming out. Mostly imaginary. But a nice thought. And a lucky girlfriend, as he's both gorgeous and nice. I'm pretty sure he's the only man in New York with both of those things going on. So, hoorah for said girlfriend.

A couple days ago I gave him a cactus. It was the cactus that David gave me when I moved to New York. And, despite the sentimental value (also dispite the fact that I am a bad cactus mama and never water it--it is still healthy) it is going to spend the rest of its cactiilife allowing me to live vicariously through it. I mean, it gets to see Cole naked...

Hmm. Too much information for one day? I'll close with that mental image.

Cole naked.

Love,

Gg