a hair filled weekend
Jun. 25th, 2007 11:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alonewiththemoonI think the word has been spread pretty well at this point, but in case any interested parties haven't heard yet, Jason is indeed staying at Liquid. Nothing bad happened to change his plans, it was mostly just him and his boyfriend rethinking the finances and social scenes involved. So yay!
I am freshly orange again, as you might guess from my mention of Liquid. One of the other stylists said of my hair that it was one of the best coloring jobs in all of Boston, which made me and Jason beam with joy. I had a very relaxing Saturday afternoon at the salon, then went home to do more sewing work on a costume bra. Bras are more complicated than you would think and eventually I decided to preserve my sanity and scrounge another outfit for Shimmy in the Shadows from stuff I already own. I think the problem that I was having was that the bra cups I was using are just standard everyday cups, not push up, and I couldn't engineer them into push up. I have a couple of pairs so I may do some experimenting some day with cutting the cups down and hoisting 'em up. But for now, I'm happy with what I've worked out, kind of goth folkloric fantasy gypsy. Doesn't sound much like me, I know, but it's what works for the song.
Saw Daywatch on Saturday night and enjoyed it very much. I'd forgotten from Nightwatch how clever they were with the subtitles, really working them into what was happening on screen. Anyway, creative movie, I'd give it four stars as a genre film and three stars in the larger world of film as a whole. Better than the first one, more tightly plotted. More Gloom would have been good.
Sunday I slept most of the day away, danced, did yoga and got ready for the Middle East. I was afraid I'd wiped myself out with too much yoga but I think in actuality I set myself up just right. Muscles did the things I wanted them to. I had a great time with my set, and although the Middle East was pretty empty, there was a table of enthusiastic Arab guys out for a night on the town, money showers and dancing and clapping, so the place didn't really feel empty. I was happy with my khaleegi drum solo as a work in progress--it needs more practice but I like where it's going. The DJ, who is originally from Yemen, was thrilled :-) Like everybody else that night, I was asked to dance at a party on Block Island in July, but the money would have to be much better to make all that travel worth it. It was a good wage, but not when you take six hours of travel time into account. Plus, the guy's method of finding dancers by standing on a street corner outside the Middle East struck me as a little sketchy, even though he seemed like a decent guy and took pains to introduce himself to M. The moment did impress on me though, if nothing else came of it, that I've really got to get myself some business cards.
Now I am much less glamorously at work after about five hours of sleep last night. So far I am staying awake with the aid of Arabic pop and caffeine. Neck is slightly stiff from khaleegi hair tossing but not too bad. Good prep for August's zar...
I am freshly orange again, as you might guess from my mention of Liquid. One of the other stylists said of my hair that it was one of the best coloring jobs in all of Boston, which made me and Jason beam with joy. I had a very relaxing Saturday afternoon at the salon, then went home to do more sewing work on a costume bra. Bras are more complicated than you would think and eventually I decided to preserve my sanity and scrounge another outfit for Shimmy in the Shadows from stuff I already own. I think the problem that I was having was that the bra cups I was using are just standard everyday cups, not push up, and I couldn't engineer them into push up. I have a couple of pairs so I may do some experimenting some day with cutting the cups down and hoisting 'em up. But for now, I'm happy with what I've worked out, kind of goth folkloric fantasy gypsy. Doesn't sound much like me, I know, but it's what works for the song.
Saw Daywatch on Saturday night and enjoyed it very much. I'd forgotten from Nightwatch how clever they were with the subtitles, really working them into what was happening on screen. Anyway, creative movie, I'd give it four stars as a genre film and three stars in the larger world of film as a whole. Better than the first one, more tightly plotted. More Gloom would have been good.
Sunday I slept most of the day away, danced, did yoga and got ready for the Middle East. I was afraid I'd wiped myself out with too much yoga but I think in actuality I set myself up just right. Muscles did the things I wanted them to. I had a great time with my set, and although the Middle East was pretty empty, there was a table of enthusiastic Arab guys out for a night on the town, money showers and dancing and clapping, so the place didn't really feel empty. I was happy with my khaleegi drum solo as a work in progress--it needs more practice but I like where it's going. The DJ, who is originally from Yemen, was thrilled :-) Like everybody else that night, I was asked to dance at a party on Block Island in July, but the money would have to be much better to make all that travel worth it. It was a good wage, but not when you take six hours of travel time into account. Plus, the guy's method of finding dancers by standing on a street corner outside the Middle East struck me as a little sketchy, even though he seemed like a decent guy and took pains to introduce himself to M. The moment did impress on me though, if nothing else came of it, that I've really got to get myself some business cards.
Now I am much less glamorously at work after about five hours of sleep last night. So far I am staying awake with the aid of Arabic pop and caffeine. Neck is slightly stiff from khaleegi hair tossing but not too bad. Good prep for August's zar...
