Hiiiiiiiiii Let’s Have Some Word Vomit For Dinner

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That title is disgusting but I am sitting here chuckling to myself thinking I am the most clever girl on the planet so I am leaving it and no one can make me change my mind.

I wanted to do a little update on here since I’ve been missing my daily word vomit and I needed a little break from the chaos of holiday season. I currently have eighteen mugs baking in my oven for Etsy orders (just call me Santa) and have Melody Gardot playing through the speakers. I have also just finished a hair mask, face mask and taken the most glorious bath with two Lush products (including this one) so pampering is at an all time high.

These past few weeks have been a flurry of activity. Holiday season is my favorite time of the year with all the sweets and love and gift giving (my FAVORITE thing) so I have been in quite the tizzy (I also like to pretend I’m British around the holidays – probably a side effect of too much Love Actually.) I am in the midst of finding the perfect gifts for friends and family so you can bet my Google Doc is in full force with links and prices and shipping deadlines. I take this very seriously, it’s kind of like my own personal Olympics.

The week of Thanksgiving was probably one of the best weeks of my life. Enter the list of incredible things that happened.

  1. I was able to go home and be with my family for seven days which is amazing in itself.
  2. I went to see Fleetwood Mac aka STEVIE GODDESS NICKS with my Dad and it was a moment in time I will never forget.
  3. My parents found not one, but TWO of their old Polaroid cameras from the 70s and 80s. (Enter kid in a candy store sound here.)
  4. Not only did I see Fleetwood Mac in Northern California – I flew back to LA on Saturday afternoon and saw them for a SECOND TIME IN ONE WEEK at The Forum. They were just as amazing and magical and wonderful as the first time.
  5. I now own two new Fleetwood Mac t-shirts and I will cherish them forever.
  6. Side effect of seeing my favorite band of all time twice in one week was being able to dress in full gypsy attire twice in one week and feel incredible and twirl as many times as my heart desired. Very Stevie inspired.
  7. FAMILY CHRISTMAS TREE WAS PROCURED. Thirteen in a half feet is the official tally.

So that was my Thanksgiving break. I could write paragraphs upon paragraphs about my love for Fleetwood Mac and then I could also write an enormous spin-off series just on Stevie Nick’s beautiful shawls and twirling ability but I will save that chapter for the inspiration section in my autobiography that I will write in a few years.

To keep my little brain happy I am currently reading two books. The first is The Paris Wife and it is a fictional account of the love story that is Hadley and Ernest Hemingway. The second is a short book of poems titled Love and Misadventure that is quickly becoming one of my favorite books I’ve ever read. The way the author writes is so whimsical and charming that I find myself rereading the poems over and over again in the same sitting.

Until Christmas I will be doing fun things like making peppermint bark, making mugs, wrapping presents, making mugs, writing cards, making mugs, baking cookies, and did I mention making mugs? Because I do that at least four times a week.

I sign off with one of my favorite lines so far in The Paris Wife because it is so simple and so beautiful. Headed to Santa Monica to do some shopping the rest of the weekend. Happy Holidays and gift giving and love sharing to all.

I’ll write to you, he mouthed. Or maybe it was I’ll write you.

PS here are some recent snaps brought to you from my iPhone and Polaroid.

Polaroid camera

Turkey polaroid

Hair Cut 11/14

Clean polaroid

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Ebony Eyes – Bob Welch

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I have to give credit where credit is due – I get most of my music taste from my Dad. Everyone give it up for Dad, he deserves it. I love 70s rock because of him. He introduced me my all time favorite band Fleetwood Mac, and also AC/DC, Boston, Aerosmith, The Eagles, I could go on for a while. I grew up listening to Dad playing their CD’s through the stereo system at home and saying “now this is real music.” It took me a while to truly understand, believe him, and stop rolling my eyes but now I get it. To me, that is what music should be. Real instruments, live singing, lyrics that mean something and making a connection with the audience. Dad is always my first phone call after I go on a vinyl binge at the flea market and he always asks “whatcha get this time!?” It’s a fun scavenger hunt for him and I to do together as I continue getting older.

Earlier this week Dad sent me “Ebony Eyes,” a song by Bob Welch that was released in 1977 on his album French Kiss. The video of Welch performing is from Cal Jam II and features my favorite songbird, Stevie Nicks as a young, free, flower child singing her heart out and banging on her tambourine. Mick Fleetwood also makes a guest appearance toward the end of the song.

Bob Welch was an original member of Fleetwood Mac but caused some drama when he had an affair with Mick Fleetwood’s wife in the early 70s. He was replaced in 1974 by Lindsey Buckingham and, you guessed it, Stevie Nicks. Buckingham and Nicks went on to help the band reach “super group” status, and you know what happened after that. Legends.

Bob Welch went off to have a pretty successful solo career. Ebony Eyes was one of his better selling singles. This is my song of the day, I hope you love it as much as I do.

“But when my eyes looked at her
I learned that she was keeping a secret fire
And if I got real close, I’d burn”

Fleetwood Mac at the Hollywood Bowl

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It’s been almost a week and I think I’ve finally recovered enough mentally and emotionally to talk about one of the greatest nights of my life. On May 25, 2013 I saw Stevie Nicks and the rest of Fleetwood Mac perform live at the Hollywood Bowl.

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You know those moments when you stop what you’re doing and just look around where you are and can’t believe it’s reality. You turn around in a 360 just to make sure you’re soaking it all in. Then you look up into the sky, throw your arms out and tell yourself to try and remember exactly what it feels like in that very moment because you know it will probably never happen again. I had a few of those moments last Saturday night.

I guess I should start with the Stevie love affair. I don’t know exactly when it began. I grew up listening to Fleetwood Mac when I was a little girl because my dad loved them, but the extreme “you’re my everything” love came a few years ago. It might have been when I first got my vinyl player. I bought a few Fleetwood Mac and Stevie Nicks vinyls at the flea market and never looked back. She became one of my favorite artists and songwriters of all time.

I never thought I would ever be able to see Stevie live. Everyone knows she’s had her fair share of drug problems which lead to throat problems and round and round we go. So to be honest, I thought she would never really tour again and I would just live vicariously through the vinyls I owned. I was content knowing I had those to live off of.

Then Fleetwood Mac announced a reunion tour late last year. This could be my chance to see Stevie Nicks in the flesh. I then realized I had no idea if I would still be in Los Angeles come May since my life was more up in the air than usual at that point. So I pushed the idea aside that I could attend the tour, left it at that and nearly forgot about it until this past month.  Then I realized, WHAT AM I DOING I HAVE TO SEE STEVIE NICKS. So I bought tickets. I would have paid hundreds and hundreds of dollars to see that gypsy woman sing live with her ribbon microphone and tamborine.

It was one of the best nights of my life. Fleetwood Mac sounded even better than they do on vinyl. On vinyl. I didn’t know that was possible. Mick Fleetwood is still a killer on the drums, John McVie on bass still seems to be the glue holding them all together, Lindsey Buckingham slayed on guitar (he did a 7 minute solo) and Stevie’s voice was pure magic. There is something special about their songs. They’re like little stories that you lose yourself in for 4 minutes. They get under your skin and make their way into your soul to make you feel.

Stevie, I love you so much it’s crazy. Your beautifully penned poems turned songs give me hope for the rest of the world. I love you.

You know when people ask you “what’s the best concert you’ve ever been to?” My answer to that question now (and probably will forever be) “Fleetwood Mac, Hollywood Bowl, May 2013.”

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Set list

  1. Second Hand News
  2. The Chain
  3. Dreams
  4. Sad Angel
  5. Rhiannon
  6. Not That Funny
  7. Tusk
  8. Sisters of the Moon
  9. Sara
  10. Big Love
  11. Landslide
  12. Never Going Back Again
  13. Without You
  14. Gypsy
  15. Eyes of the World
  16. Gold Dust Woman
  17. I’m So Afraid
  18. Stand Back
    (Stevie Nicks song)
  19. Go Your Own Way

Encore

  1. World Turning
  2. Don’t Stop

Encore 2

  1. Silver Springs
  2. Say Goodbye