The Red Carpet Premiere!

This week marks the official debut of my married name in the publishing world. I wrote a series of articles for Granville Magazine called the Indie Theatre Guide, and the first two (Hollywood Theatre and Pacific Cinémathèque) of eleven articles were published this week. The series covers independent cinema in Vancouver, and I was lucky enough to visit and photograph just shy of a dozen of our local theatres.

The timing is great because the fall is my favourite season for movie-going—given that there's no snow on the mountains yet and it's too chilly to spend time at the beach. After Thanksgiving I intend to visit Fifth Avenue Cinema and catch a mid-week showing of the Social Network.

Listening to

"Mouthful of Diamonds" – Phantogram

Finders Keepers

Apartment lobbies are a funny thing — rented apartment buildings more so than buildings of owners. Upon entering the back lobby of our building on Friday we came across an immaculate, leather office chair. It was positioned in what I like to think of as the "free" zone. The precarious spot between the door and the sitting area that says, I'm not waiting to be taken outside by someone in particular, I'm just hanging around until someone (anyone) takes me. The parameters of the free zone are generally dictated by the table beside the lobby couch: on the table = free, beside the table = not for the taking. However, when oversized items are left out, it's hard to say. You're probably wondering if we took the chair. No, we already have enough crap in our apartment. Had it still been there the next day, it would have been tempting. So tempting, in fact, that the temptation would have outweighed the logical voice in my head that kept saying, Keep walking moron, you don't need another desk chair. I did, however, snatch up a 2-pack sample of the very shampoo and conditioner that I  happened to purchase last weekend. Today's findings: a single dryer sheet. I left that gem for someone else.

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Listening to

"Parachute" – Ingrid Michaelson

Not-so-cheap Tuesday

Today seems to be an ongoing battle with the universe. This morning I clamped an entire finger between my flat iron, and I thought to myself, "Kristen, that was really stupid, don't make this one of those days." Fortunately I smartened up, but the world just kind of had it in for me. The day's events were like an off-key crescendo, ending with a bang when our car got towed while we were out for dinner. Cheap Tuesday pasta night isn't so cheap when the city hits you up for $150 in towing and tickets and a $25 cab ride to the impound lot. The worst part is that the "do not park past this point" sign was completely covered and obstructed by a giant City of Vancouver road improvement sign. So you'd better believe we're going to fight City Hall on this one. We took cell phone pictures of the ridiculous, gigantic sign covering the no parking sign. But still, I don't have my hopes up. Cities are usually pretty skilled in screwing people over - not so bad that you retaliate further, but just enough to ruin your day.

This is a Post-Wedding Chop

Long hair before the wedding

Visit your friendly neighbourhood salon for a good old post-wedding chop and....

Short hair after the wedding