Haley

Sutter Creek Birthday Weekend

My weekend in pictures.

Bella Piazza Winery

Young's Vineyards

Bella Tuscana Winery

Deaver's Winery

Nighttime Explorations

Come on in, take a ride on the carousel... 

Caples Lake

Donna

Sunday Funday: M.A.C Contour Class and Campo Downtown

Usually I work my Sundays away. But this week I took the day off to attend a contouring class put on at M.A.C by my lovely friend Bailey and her beautiful coworker. They did an awesome job, and it was kind of exciting spoiling myself with a bunch of new product. Had a great lunch with my dear friend Jen afterwards in downtown Reno at Campo. Thank you lovely ladies for being a part of my long overdue Sunday Funday! 

M.A.C

Techniques: Take notes

So many beautiful things!!

Salon Chocolat at M.A.C

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Campo | Downtown

Downtown Stroll.

Yours truly plus Jennifred.

Campo: Wine and Cheese, yes please.

Campo: Leave your mark.

Good reads... On the bathroom floor.

Home, and it feels like Christmas morning. <3

Faces of Halloween: Silence of the Lambs

I've never actually watched Silence of the Lambs...

|Hand painted butterfly|

Faces of Halloween: Sugar Skull

Faces of Halloween: Freakshow

Not only are we seventeen days away from Zombie Crawl, and twenty-three days from Halloween, but tonight is also the season premier of American Horror Story: Freakshow. I can't say I'll be tuning in this season, seeing as how everything past season one was more gore than I could handle, but the theme was the inspiration behind this fantasy make up look! 

If you want to set something up your face painting session please call Salon Chocolat at 775.884.3667. 

Who will you be?

Music Monday: It all Comes Down to the Sound

Salvation - Scanners


Salvation has such an eerie tinge to it's sound but I can't.stop.listening.

Home - Dotan


"Feel it crashing and burning, 'til it all collides.
Strike a match lit the fire, shining up the sky...
...Hear the voices surround us, hear them screaming out.
We'll be crying for mercy, we'll be crying out loud.
Burn the bridges in our town 'til the point where we drown.
As it all comes down..."

Before the video starts, there's a text that asks "What if home is not a place, what if home is not there to be found?" The video itself reminds me a lot of the movie "Where the Wild Things Are" and the questions posed seem to coorelate with the theme of searching for a sense of belonging, searching for a sense of love. The sound provokes desperation but the words spark a sense of hope, that in the end we'll all find home.

"Can you feel it coming back?
Through the warmth, through the cold,
Keep running 'til we're there..."

The Good Left Undone - Rise Against


The Good Left Undone is one of my all time favorite songs. It never gets old and this verse makes me melt inside every time...
"All because of you I believe in angels
Not the kind with wings, no not the kind with halos.
The kind that bring you home, when home becomes a strange place
I'll follow your voice, all you have to do is shout it out."

[&] Delinquents - Woe, Is Me


Another old favorite. I'm usually not a fan of screaming and heavier music, but if Tyler Carter's voice is somewhere in the song, I'll keep listening. I don't really follow Woe, Is Me since he left the band, but Number(S) is a regularly played album in my playlist.

"I find no humor in letting yourself stray away,
from those pictures when they cause you to see shame in yourself.
you can run from your problems,
But they'll follow you like a trend,
One shot to forgetting, six shots to falling in the end."

Saturday Night - Natalia Kills


"Teenage Tragedy"
Too true, and too many broken people, but it's all in the sound.

Music Monday

Beggin for Thread - Banks


"So I got edges that scratch
And sometimes I don't got a filter
But I'm so tired of eating all of my mispoken words
I know my disposition gets confusing
My disproportionate reactions fuse with my eager state
That's why you wanna come out and play with me, yeah
Why?

Stooped down and out, you got me beggin for thread
To sew this hole up you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew..."

Waiting Game - Banks



"Baby, I'm thinking it over
What if the way we started made it something cursed from the start?
What if it only gets colder...
Would you still wrap me up and tell me that you think this is smart?"

West Coast - Lana Del Rey

We've Got It - Cults

"I bet you think that you're the only ones
That the brightests lights will keep on burning for you
You keep on weaving out the smoking gun
Go on and let them talk, we'll give them something to do
There's no one else for me but you,
There's only you, my love
There's no one else that's really here
There's only you, my dear..."

Stolen Dance - Milky Chance



"Coldest winter for me, no sun is shining anymore
The only thing I feel is pain, caused by absence of you
Suspense controlling my mind, I cannot find the way out of here
I want you by my side, so that I never feel alone again...

Hell and Back - Kid Ink

Because I just really like Kid Ink...

Music Monday

If it doesn't make you feel something... 

Heart Out - The 1975

"You got something to say? 

Why don't you speak it out loud, instead of living in your head. 

It's always the same... 

Why don't you rip your heart out, instead of living in your head." 

Chandelier - Sia 

Chills anyone?

"I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist... 

I'm gonna flylike a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry... 

I'm holding on for dear life, 

won't look down, won't open my eyes...

 ...I'm just holding on for tonight." 

You+Me - You and Me

City and Color and Pink? 

Umm yes... 

"You can be flawed enough but perfect for a person. Someone who will be there for you when you fall apart..." 

Ki: Theory - Stand by Me 

I know I've probably shared this song with my friends numerous times before, but if it's not in your Ipod yet, you're missing out. You also may remember hearing it if you attended Salon Chocolat's 3rd Annual Runway Show: In Reverie. The louder, the better... UH-MAZE-ING. 

For Me This is Heaven- Jimmy Eat World

And I know it's a oldie, but this is my all time favorite song on the planet. In fact it's the song behind my most recent tattoo, for all my friends who have been wondering. 

"The first star I see, may not be a star. 

Can't do a thing but wait, so let's wait for one more. 

The time such clumsy time, when deciding if it's time. 

I'm careful but not sure how it goes, you can lose yourself in your courage. 

When the time we have now ends, when the big hang goes 'round again... 

Can you still feel the butterflies? 

Can you still hear the last goodnight? 

And the mindless comfort grows, when I'm alone with my great plans.

And this is what she said gets her through it, 

'If I don't let myself be happy now, then when? 

If not now, when?'"

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Until next Monday music lovers.

San Francisco

"Journee, have you ever been on BART?"

"Grandpa, I don't even know what a 'BART' is..."

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Hello San Francisco, my most favorite place on the West Coast. Last Monday Journee and I had the pleasure of traveling with my dad via BART from Walnut Creek area (where we were visiting some dear friends) to the city. Earlier in our vacation, one of the girls which we were visiting was telling me about her fairly new job in the city and how she commuted daily and I commented that I didn't think giving up an hour of my time twice a day to get to work was something I could ever enjoy doing. However, once on BART, I may have changed my mind... Public transportation is SO entertaining. As long as I had a pen and paper, I could travel back and forth all day just watching and documenting the people that spilled on and off of the subway cars. It was interesting to see in the mornings how every.single.person was on their cell phones or tablets. I stared people up and down and I don't think one person looked up at all to make eye contact with me. Journee and I began playing a game where we guessed what each person's name might be, like the "Mike" the tall fair skinned and freckly kid about my age with a long red beard and orange band tee who was propped up on his clearly well used bicycle. Or "Lisa," the Asian lady with the newscaster hair and plumb colored sweater who's eyes didn't leave her cell phone from the second she walked into the car from the second I could no longer see her walking away. Because her eyes were so lost in her technology she didn't even bother to look for a place to sit, and leaned right up against the doors in front of the "DANGER: do not lean on doors" sign. It definitely took some guts on Lisa's part, my overactive imagination had me glued to my seat, with the fear that hitting the wrong bump would send those doors flying open and anyone near them plummeting to their death. Thankfully, she and her cell phone made it safely to their designated stop. As for us, naming people and imagining what their lives were like and where they were headed was just the beginning of our people watching fun. San Francisco is just one of the most fascinating places I have ever been. From the second we stepped onto the streets we were bombarded with diversity. There are so many beautiful people who looked like they just stepped out of a magazine advertisement. People in pajama pants, people in suits. People to every extreme. As we walked up the stairs from the subway onto Powell street a stalky-tattooed-islander looking man was screaming into a megaphone about Obama. I could hardly make out any words of which he was speaking, but it was clear he wasn't too fond of the president. A black man sitting on the ground a few feet away started telling him to leave Obama alone. The man with the megaphone screamed at him to shut up. I think the immediate experience may have slightly frightened my child, but I couldn't help but giggle. This is San Francisco. 

  

We did a little bit of walking around before catching a trolley down to Fisherman's Warf. The trolley ride, and building viewing was just as entertaining as the people watching for me. The architecture through out the city is incredible. Even the not so glamorous buildings are just beautiful. What I wouldn't give to make this city my home...

I don't think Journee was particularly found of the smell down by the water. Everytime I looked down at her she had such a disgusted look on her face and kept pulling her sweatshirt over her nose to block out the not so pleasant smell of fresh fish.

We spent a little bit of time walking around an old arcade down on one of the  piers. The games weren't too exciting, in fact many of them were quite strange (yes, like the Bimbo Box where twenty-five cents sends a bunch of stuffed animal monkeys into a dancing fit), but playing tourist and checking things out was entertaining within itself.

Making wishes in the fountain.

We enjoyed some melt-in-your-mouth cupcakes from Kara's Cupcakes shop in Giradelli Square.

We did a little walk through of the Bueno Vista hoping to grab one of their famous Irish coffees but the place was so packed and with my little mini still being quite underage, the only available bar seats weren't an option. However, the small cafe did provide us with an awesome suprise when we ended up running into our amazing friend Caron who watches Journee a few days a week after school. Can anyone say small world? 

One of my absolute favorite parts about the city was all of the art galleries. I wasn't really allowed to take pictures inside of any of them, but I could've spent hours just gawking at the artwork. Wall sized paintings by Phillipe Pasqua, 3D metal art by David Kracov. I didn't catch the name of the artist in the above picture so if anyone recognizes the work, fill this lady in.

We tired much more quickly than usual, probably because of the few hot days spent around the pool proceeding our visit into the city, so we ended up calling our day somewhat early. But needless to say, the trip was entertaining as San Francisco usually is.

I will be back, and next time I won't forget my camera or my notebook. Until next time San Francisco.