The Bald Pack

a pretty photographer captured a precious moment
of 3 girlfriends
promising eachother, 
"if one of us goes bald, we all go bald."

the bald pack

i can't wait to shave my head.


in other news:
finally made it to joshua tree for one of the most amazing camping trips in yft history.'s the moments that take your breath away


Flash Mob Hollywood

One more thing I could add to me resume. Woohoo! Just kidding.

Still awaiting good video footage, but in the meantime, here are some photos! 

First, we practiced for 3 hours at a park far away from the chosen location. 
Practiced, practiced and practiced - enough to forever ingrain the moves into our heads. 

Making it rain

We all purchased shirts to support Japan relief efforts - all proceeds went to the Japanese Red Cross.
We hid the shirts underneath unassuming jackets, cardigans and sweaters. 
Once we got to the location, we assimilated with the crowd. 

Can you spot me? Pretty easy. I can spot 2 of my friends here, too! 

When I heard the music start, I got soooo excited. More excited than I thought I would. Couldn't contain my smile.

 The moment passed so quickly. In a flash, we came, we danced and we were gone.

Yep, that's me!

Was it worth feeling silly in front of my mirror trying to get the choreography down the night before? Was it worth waking up early Sunday morning to practice for 3 hours? 

If it makes you feel uncomfortable, do it!

There's me in the back (red) and my friend, V (orange)

Met several cool folks and even found a really yummy (yes, yummy!) vegan restaurant nearby.
There will definitely be more flash mobs in my future.


Little One

Oh yes, when I have me a little one, I will surely let her wear whatever she would like. Cowboy boots and a sarong? Why not! A toga with a cape and top hat? Sure! She will be a crazy one, I'm sure. 

But once in a while, I would like to dress the little one in one of these little outfits. 

from Nellystella

from Nellystella

from Nellystella

Especially numero uno. Polka dots, poofy skirt and classic red coat - irresistible!


Found via Oh Joy!


Momo Season

I know it's still kinda premature for the super delicious peaches (which come out  later in July) but I really couldn't wait to start taking them home whenever I see them at grocery stores/famer's markets.

The other day, I excitedly picked up a bunch of peaches from Vons b/c they smelled so alluringly good. Unfortunately for me, the batch did not taste anything like it smelled and was uber bitter. Caused major cottonmouth. And equally major disappointment.

DJ Bedhead said that I should still use them somehow. So wise.

One for you, one for me

I tried to make peach cobbler without looking up any recipes (I hate following recipes) and ended up with peach muffins. 

Still tasted yummy. :) 

I'm going to stick to buying peaches at farmer's markets and Korean grocery stores now. They know good fruit.


Foolish and Addicted

I think I am addicted to physically challenging myself.

Never have I challenged myself this much (physically) as I have within the past month or two. It's all because of a combination of willingness and foolishness.

Bay to Breakers, uphill, getting pumped by Biggie Smalls and Daft Punk
First off, I got the crazy idea that I should start running. Why? I dunno. I thought I hated it so I tried it just to reconfirm my hatred. I was wrong. It was actually not that bad. So when my friend asked me if I wanted to run Bay to Breakers, I said, "Sure! Sounds fun" without really knowing how much I'd have to run.

You know, just chillin' just stretchin' with my medal
I didn't even know that it was over 7 miles until I got to the 7 mile mark while actually running it. And I really did run the whole thing! Twas tough but the experience was a very remarkable one. I smelled pine trees, high-fived naked old people, got a gorgeous view of the bay and even got a medal!

My mini mountain bike
Then there's the biking thing. I've always always always been such a scaredy cat on the bike. My parents got me a beautiful pink/purple one when I was little and I still refused to learn. When I finally learned at the age of 18, I was still pretty bad at biking whenever there were people or cars around. My college roommate had this running joke that whenever she would bike with me, she'd turn around to see me in a bush or apologizing to someone.

Channeling The Rock as I biked 30+ miles; constant stream of sweat - so sexy
I wanted to experience Los Angeles on a different level so I got me a bike. My second time riding it, I was already on the road, with cars and trucks zooming past me. It wasn't so bad since it was pretty leisurely. But then, my fourth time...I ended up freakin' biking over 30 miles with Critical Mass with my dinky Target-bought mountain bike. That's what happens when I say yes without really thinking about it. Hardest thing I've ever done in years.

Post-biking. You can tell I was sooooo happy to be off that bike.

Intense hiking, bikram yoga, trapezing - you name it. I've been rapidly going through the list as if I don't have the rest of my life to get them all in.

Climbing up some silk ropes @ Cirque School
Just another day in the life of YFT - Climbing trees @ the Disney Concert Hall.

As mentioned before, I think it takes a little bit of foolishness to do stuff like this. It overrides the fear. The fear of firsts and the fear of looming difficulties (e.g. getting hurt, feeling faint, being insanely sore).

Whether out of foolishness or the excitement for a good challenge or both, I'm not sure, but I signed up for my half marathon, will be signing up for a FULL marathon soon, and I really don't know what I was thinking when I did this, but I just signed up to bike from San Francisco to Los Angeles, a 7-day, 545 mile bike ride. I dunno. I'm crazy.

Here's to being foolish and enjoying life to the fullest! 

BY THE WAY, IT'S THE BEGINNING OF PEACH SEASON!!! Peaches!!! NOM NOM NOM NOM. My ultimate favorite thing to eat!!! I've been waiting ALL YEAR.

So rad. So freakin' rad.


Reason #1,000,000

Reason #1,000,000 I'll be moving to Spain:


YFT has been outdoors. 
As much as possible. :)