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Who Dis?

Cinco de Mayo… another reason to eat Mexican food + drink delicious margaritas.  It was a good thing we booked our dinner reservations a week prior since everything was practically full.  The lucky restaurant that got to see our bright, shining faces was Centro in Downtown Raleigh. I must admit, it was my first time going there (why? I don’t know), but damn it was good.

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The margs were well worth the price.  I had the Fabulous Cadillac + my friend had the Spicy Mezcal… both phenomenal.  If I wasn’t unemployed I would have had more than one. #firstworldproblems.

Our waiter was an adorable kid (22 yrs old with five majors), you could say we got to know the staff while we were there.  With over 150 reservations, the restaurant had a prefixed menu which worked for them so they could usher everyone in and out in a timely manner. Bravo, Centro!

Next stop: our favorite bar, Landmark Tavern.  It’s a low-key bar and the bartenders are way cool… plus they allow dogs in the bar.  (I do not have a dog at the moment.  I have a crazy ass Mainecoon cat named Boo Radley and after he beat up a pug, I’ve decided he has to be an only child.  When I do get a dog though, I have my eyes set on getting a corgi). ANYWAYS…. back to the evening-

One thing I love about Landmark is the music they play.  It’s old stuff, not 90s and current music, it’s more like classic rock, 80s and some oldies.  For example on Friday night some of the tunes I recall hearing was Summer Breeze by Seals + Croft and Head Over Heels by Tears for Fears.  We may or may not have belted our hearts out singing the songs. Don’t judge.  Two memorable things occurred that evening:

  • I’ve been getting these random texts since January from an unknown person. See exhibit A below:
    FullSizeRender-6So I typically know who I give my number out to… this guy (?) doesn’t seem to get a hint, but I don’t want to reply because I want to see how much long I can keep this going.  My friend decided to take it upon herself to text this person and I created a name for this unknown person, “Who Dis?”
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    “Who Dis?” then asked my friend where she lived and then proceeded to ask if she wanted to meet up. Which begs the question, how does he know that my friend is a she and he’s not being catfished. Granted we weren’t cat fishing, we were just trying to get to the bottom of who was texting me. We never found out who the person was. Stay tuned for further updates.
  • I met the most adorable three month old French Bulldog that was wear a denim hoodie.  I was SMITTEN with the fashionable puppy along with all the puppy kisses I received. Ugh! I really need AND want a dog.  Maybe I’ll see if I can take Boo Radley to see a hypnotist and not have an urge to attack dogs.

P.S. I wish I had taken a photo of the dog wearing the stylish denim hoodie.
P.S.S. Now that I am over 30 and under 40, I can stay out late and not feel like shit the next day.
P.S.S.S. I went out drinking the next day.
P.S.S.S.S. Am I doing the P.S. thing right?

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(f)unemployment

And so my (f)unemployment continues!

I’ve been dying to try my hand at embroidery (and no, I’m not 87), but I’ve been intrigued by it since it’s all the rage in fashion this year. My friend and I had a little Sunday Funday action with Craft Habit Raleigh at The Edge of Urge to benefit The Beehive Collective.  Embroidery and bottomless mimosas?! Sign me up!

Upon walking into The Edge of Urge I was enamored with the entire store.  Not only do they carry Capri Blue candles, but they sell unique jewelry, amazingly creative cards and so much more.  Looking back, I wish I had taken photos of the store… but I was too transfixed on the mimosas and wanting to learn how to embroider.  In the two-hour time frame I learned the basics of embroidery and I was hooked.

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As the class wrapped up we weren’t quite ready to head home so we trotted next door to Wine Authorities.  HELLO, new favorite place!  I love the idea of having a Wine Authorities card where you can put money on it and serve yourself at the wine tap.  Can someone please install a wine tap at my house?  And because I’m obsessed with cheese plates/ cheese boards we totally ordered one. #cheeseaddict

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In case you were wondering, I finished my work of art! I stayed up late Wednesday night so I could finish it and I’m pretty sure I found my new hobby.  Perhaps I’ll open an Etsy shop if I don’t find a new job.

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Laughter IS the Best Medicine

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Most of March has had me stressed out and anxiety-ridden.  Not knowing where you’ll land next in your career is scary, especially when you have a mortgage to pay and Boo Radley is too busy sleeping to get a job.

With that being said, a few weekends ago I took some time to push my worry/ stress aside for an evening of fun. + laughter.  My friend and I were BEYOND excited to see Chris D’Elia at Goodnights Raleigh.  But first things, first… dinner at Cantina 18!  Sangria + queso is ALWAYS a good idea.

Upon arriving to Goodnights, it was clear the show was sold-out and most of the people in line were college kids.  I was basically right about my theory. When I got to the bathroom the first thing I saw was some girl’s ID, credit card + 2 airplane bottles. #blessherheart. Luckily for her she was still outside the bathroom when I exited and basically jumped me when I returned her belongings.  She also begged me to take a shot from the airplane bottle. After declining her requests, I knew she wouldn’t let it go so down the hatchet it went.  The funny part of it all was that she was 23… I’m 35.  I’m pretty sure she thought we were the same age.

I got back just in time for the opening act, Michael Lenoci. He was a pretty funny dude, so no complaints here.

No spoilers here, but Chris D’Elia was H-I-L-arious! I haven’t laughed that much in quite awhile (especially since my job was recently eliminated).  I had never seen Chris D’Elia’s stand-up before, but his Vine videos (back when Vine was relevant) and Instagram posts made me laugh.  When it was announced he was coming to Raleigh, it was a given that we HAD to go see him.  We might have splurged on VIP tickets and got to meet him.
P.S. he’s a tall MF!

If you want to laugh your face off, go see him if he’s performing in your city.  In the meantime, I’ve got to find myself a job.

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Hopscotch: The Remix

Hopscotch overtook Downtown Raleigh this weekend and I’m ashamed to admit I didn’t go see any of the shows this year at the festival.  When life doesn’t take you to the music festival, you make your own version of Hopscotch– hopping to various bars in downtown Raleigh.

Before we started “hopping” around town, my friend Natalie + I hit up Dos Taquitos Xoco for dinner for some Mexican nomz.  Now I never thought I’d see the Bud Light gals at Dos Taquitos… I’d expect to see them at the Carolina Ale House or the Hibernian. No, they were trolling Dos Taquitos with their swag, which we obviously HAD to take.  IMG_2553

You’re looking at the proud owner of some Bud Light wayfarer shades! What’s wrong with me? That’s nothing to brag about!

Like any normal early thirty-somethings we ubered to the normal part of downtown Raleigh aka the Wilmington Street area.  Sam, our first uber driver of the evening arrived in his Mitsubishi Outlander Sport + he told us he wanted that five-star rating.  Apparently that five-star rating meant opening the door for us.  I thought it meant getting us from point A to point B in a safely + timely manner along with a tidy car and being polite in order for getting that top shelf rating… but what do I know?

Sam dropped us off at our “old faithful” bar, Landmark Tavern.  While we were sitting at the bar, we encountered Gary, the hilarious and friendly bartender.  He was also in charge of the music which ranged from Glen Campbell to Bryan Adams to Chicago + Tom Jones. We were totally digging the randomness of tunes. I might have attempted to do “the Carlton” while sitting in my chair and Gary shut it down.  Buzzkill.

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Halfway through our first drink, I was approached by an odd little fella who asked me what year I was.  I had to ask him again what he said since I thought I misheard.  Nope.  He was asking me what year I was in school. Once we informed him we were no longer in school + hadn’t been in quite sometime, he then told us we should go get our Masters.  So in the first two to three minutes he’s telling us to go get our Masters.  Don’t worry, it gets better.   My first mistake was asking him if he was wearing a blue leopard shirt.  I was quickly corrected that it was nautical, NOT leopard.  For the record it was dark in the bar, anyone could have made that mistake.  He also had this Navajo-like necklace on from 1992 as well as a faux-leather fanny pack and his e-cigarette.  I mean he did say to us, “I’m from NY, I AM fashion!” In true fashion, I asked him for a photo.  He strictly told me not to tag him on Instagram.  Ummm… yeah ok, you don’t have to worry about that.

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Before we left Landmark that night we saw him again and this time his entire shirt was unbuttoned.  It’s a wonder I didn’t vomit.  I still get the heebie jeebies thinking about it.

During adult beverage #2 at Landmark, I happened to turn around + saw a blast from the past.  It was Drunkasswolf.  That was his screen name back in the college days so I’ve always called him “Drunkasswolf.”  I tend to run into him at the most unusual places.  As of recent it was Slims + my friend’s wedding last summer.  Small world.  Drunkasswolf still looks like a Drunkasswolf, especially with that beard of his.  Super nice guy though.

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While I was catching up with Drunkasswolf, Natalie was getting hit on by some dude from Arkansas.  He was in town visiting his cousin who was also lingering around us.  When we decided to roll up to Raleigh Times, the “cousins” came with us.  Mr. Arkansas bought my friend the nice, luxurious pumpkin beer and gave his cousin + I the disgusting porter.  I took one sip + handed it off.  Ain’t nobody got time for drinking a dark porter beer, especially when they don’t even fancy that.  #Rude.

Hanging outside of Raleigh Times there was a guy standing next to our table + he was in a baby tee that was too small for him.  Needless to say his cigarettes barely fit in the pocket of his tee.  Bless his heart.

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The “cousins” continued to follow us to the next stop, The Busy Bee.  We were treated to the buffalo chicken tater tots, which were “ok.”  I’m not a fan of bleu cheese + eating spicy foods late at night.  That’s just asking for indigestion.  By this point we were ready to bid farewell to the cousins.  Sure it was fun bar-hopping with them, but we had checked out.  If only we could hang like we used to, we would have made it until 2am.  Our stopping point on Friday night was more like 12am.

We summoned Uber and Gerardo  picked us up in his Chrysler 200.  I asked him if he was related to Geraldo Rivera since their names were kind of similar and he did not respond well to that.  Oopsy-daisy.  I guess I should know my audience before I start saying awkward things.

Final Thoughts:

  • Mullets do exist in downtown Raleigh.  I saw one at Landmark Tavern (see the photo below)
  • Know your audience before you start saying m’lord to people.  Not everyone responds well to it.
  • Also know your audience when you tell the male bartender you like his braid.
  • ITB kids love The Raleigh Times.  If only Felson’s was still around.
  • Just because you’re from NY, it doesn’t mean you KNOW fashion.  Silly little man.
  • The sidewalk rule in downtown Raleigh for bars is lame. (This is totally unrelated to my adventures in downtown Raleigh, but it’s totally lame).

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Birthday Shenanigans

I celebrated the big “3-4” last month with a bang.  Several of my favorites joined me for dinner at Irregardless Cafe (one of my favorite restaurants) before we hit the town.  Any by “hit the town”, I mean I we went to a few local bars… this girl can’t hang like she used to.

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Some of my favorite gals helping me celebrate my birthday at Irregardless Cafe

Bar Stop #1: Landmark Tavern.  The highlight of the night was this stupid video I took.  To truly appreciate it, you had to have been there.  I still crack up when I watch it.  Then again it doesn’t take much to crack me up.

Bar Stop #2: Bittersweet.  I was recently introduced to this AMAZING establishment and I’m pretty much smitten with it.  Prosecco + dessert + some 80’s music? Yes, please! I split the key lime tequila parfait + s’mores sundae with my friends and it was THE BOMB DOT
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Key lime tequila parfait + s’mores sundae.

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Friends that can make funny faces together, stays together.

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Bar Stop #3: The Busy Bee.  I have a love/ hate relationship with The Hive.  I love it when they play amazing music that’s fun to dance to.  I hate it when it gets overcrowded and the music changes suddenly, such as some strange Jamaican tunes.  It’s like flipping a light switch… the music changes without warning. When that happened we said, “bye Felicia” and made our way out.

We “attempted” to go to Neptunes (a total whole in the wall bar) that I love for some odd reason.  Once we saw the line we all looked at each other + knew it was not going to happen for us.  It was then I decided it was time to go home.  I went to the bars I wanted to, minus Neptunes (buzzkill)… but it was a fun night with great friends.

Neptunes, I’ll be seeing you soon.

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I Bought Rob Lowe a Lemonade… You Jealous?

May-jor swoon alert.  I repeat, may-jor swoon alert!

One of my print vendor’ that I had worked with at my previous job hooked me up with some rockstar seats for the Durham Bulls game.  When I say rockstar, I mean we’re literally sitting behind home plate, we get access to the MVP Club (2 drink tickets for beer, liquor, wine, etc + a food ticket)… oh and a free souvenir.  Last night’s free souvenir was a Durham Bulls doormat… obviously I skipped the free swag.  Before I left for the game one of my friends notified me that Rob Lowe (famous for St. Elmo’s Fire, West Wing, Austin Powers, Tommy Boy, The Outsiders, Parks + Rec, and well you get the point), would be at the game to throw the first pitch.

My immediate thought… “oh-mah-gawd! What am I going to wear?!” Followed by, “what if I meet Rob Lowe and get a picture with him?! I just can’t be wearing an “average” outfit to the baseball game!”  I probably went through several tops before I settled with one that said, “hey I’m casual yet still hip” with my Joe’s Jeans and Havaianas flip flops.

We literally ran to the stadium because we did not want to miss the opportunity to see Rob Lowe throw the first pitch.  The game started at 7:05… we were in our seats by 6:55-ish. 7:05 rolled around and I frantically look all around the field… no sign of Rob Lowe. The national anthem starts and I’m casually singing along and gazing in the crowd and it’s there I spot a heavenly creature… Rob Lowe.  I shrieked with much enthusiasm… reached for my friend Laura and squealed, “ROB LOWE!!!!!”  I’m pretty sure the people around me thought I had Tourettes or something.  Rob Lowe was about 15ft from where we were sitting.  I was in heaven.

Ladies + gentlemen, I give you Mr. Rob Lowe.
Ladies + gentlemen, I give you Mr. Rob Lowe.

I frantically started taking pictures of him (yes, the national anthem was still going), I knew I needed to calm down.  Once the game started we headed down to the MVP Club house… I was in need of an adult beverage to calm down.  While we were in the club house I was getting antsy thinking Rob Lowe would be gone by the time we got back (I was totally acting like a school girl and I didn’t care).

That one time we photo bombed Rob Lowe's family picture and ended up on their Twitter feed. HOLLAAAAA
That one time we photo bombed Rob Lowe’s family picture and ended up on their Twitter feed. HOLLAAAAA

During the game I started thinking to myself how could I get Rob Lowe to notice me without being super creepy like the 40-something women who were waiting at the top of the steps, lurking.  I wasn’t about to be that lame.  It was then a lightbulb went off… I’m going to buy him a snack or drink and have it sent his way. It was pure genius!  Before I follow through I needed one more Blue Moon for liquid courage.

Once I had my second Blue Moon in hand it was go time.  I wondered what snack or drink he would like… luckily I had read his book (Stories I Only Tell My Friends) and knew he was sober… that would have been super awkward if I had bought him a PBR or a Bud Light.  Once I saw the kid with the lemonade I knew that was the ticket.  As I summoned the kid that was selling lemonade over my way, my friends Jenn + Natalie put their heads down in embarrassment.  They didn’t want me to draw attention to myself, but when would I ever get another opportunity to do this?! In the back of my mind I was reminded of a shirt that Big Bold Fierce sells which says, “No Risk, No Story” and I knew if I didn’t do it I would regret it.

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I ordered the shirt the day after buying Rob Lowe a lemonade. It’s absolutely true.. No Risk, No Story.

I gave the kid $10 and told him that I wanted the lemonade to go the gentleman over there (which case I pointed directly at Robe Lowe and described his outfit for clarification) and to tell him it was from the girl in the stands and to point at me.  Simple, right?  Wrong.  He went to an old guy that wasn’t even remotely attractive like Rob Lowe.  I was thinking to myself I just spent $10 for nothing!  Thankfully the universe was on my side and the lemonade was put in Rob Lowe’s perfect hands.  As soon as I saw Rob Lowe scanning around searching for the gal who bought him a lemonade I started to wave at him.  It was amazing!  We waved back and forth, did a funny gesture pointing to our eyes and then he did a slight bow to me.  It was epic and it was absolutely fantastic.  I turned to my friend Laura and told her I could die happy now.  I also turned to my other friends and said, “what then!! Rob Lowe and I totally just had a moment!!”  They later high-fived me and agreed what I did was ballsy and badass.

Who else can say they bought Rob Lowe a drink?  That was the best $10 I ever spent.

xoxo