a drunk mind speaks the sober heart.

it has been a long 12 months. when you have a lot of free time, you tend to demand answers for all of the things you assume to be wrong with your life. at the beginning of this year, no one let me down more than myself and it was a difficult climb back from that realization. 

then there was a shift in the air and i landed a new gig. it allowed me to take my casual interest in movies/pop culture and turn it into a full on love affair. i saw 52 movies this year (some for work and others for pleasure). i've spent a bit of time in some of the nicest boutique hotels in LA talking to people about the cinema. i've sat directly in front of some of my favorite actors. i've mustered the courage to ask them questions. i've become comfortable conducting one-on-one interviews in isolated hotel rooms. i've written about these experiences to promote films. i've learned to work the press line at movie premieres and be aggressive to get what i need. all of this, has helped me feel useful and less weak. 

with each passing year, i prioritize and appreciate all of the small things and the details that shape them. each inside joke, triumphant night out, thoughtful conversation, shared meal or late night heart-on-your-sleeve-go-about, i've found something meaningful. i want to carry that feeling into the new year and share it with those whom i love and admire. 

for my family and handful of confidants, i've tried my damnedest to make you proud and to show you that my heart is built upon our interactions and your importance in my everyday. love you fuckers.

thank you universe for cutting me the occasional break. 2013, let's get it on.

my favorite things the past 12 months: looper, rust & bone, silver linings playbook, safety not guaranteed, the acting of emily blunt & rosemarie dewitt, working the avengers premiere (scarjo + RDJ = AHH!), murakami sushi, jessie ware's "wildest moments", FYF 2012, carchella + hotella, solange's "losing you", discovering RHYE, the joy of otter pops/the tallest of giraffes, miguel's sophomore record, goldroom/ghost loft original tracks, chad valley, telling my brother to GFY, women's cousins day, smiling at joseph gordon levitt, birthday drinks with the bosser, surprise visits from papa V, g&b coffee/sqirl and catching up on jessica chastain's filmography. 

cheers for the tears and fears,

-t

make the most out of tonight and worry about it all tomorrow.

365 days is a lot of time to fuck up, succeed, exhilarate, dream, over eat and obsess. this year i allowed myself a certain amount of professional foolishness and adventure in exchange for a different sense of freedom against routine. i absorbed a variety of responsibilities that weren't always mine to hold, prioritized the unconventional and battled some monsters under the guise of growing up. my personal rejuvenation ultimately manifested in my friends and family who cared enough to call me crazy, but loved me regardless.

i always over-sentimentalize my actions and my farewell to 2011 is of course no different. for all of the memories that elicited joy and tears, cheers to the new year!

some of my favorite stuff this year - beginners, drive, the "we found love" video, FYF fest, james blake's "a case of you", any collabs between drake and rihanna, n-bombs in paris, parks and recreation, coffee (coffee) club (club), all things zooey and gosling, the relationship between liz lemon and jack donaghy, blake griffin's abs, the cuban sandwich @ paseo in seattle, redbox + booze nights, hiking griffith park, thai patio dates with my brother, handsome coffee roasters and the folks in the pictures below.

-t

have yourself a merry little christmas.

happy holidays lovers.

she & him - "christmas day"

 

xoxo

-t

when wishes are out of reach, simulation takes over our holidays.

if you're trying to combat your inner scrooge with a little christmas cheer, look no further than former tourmates kisses and keep shelly in athens as they team up on this slicker than your average holiday mixtape!

-t

rule number seventeen.

2010 has definitely been the year of the unpredictable. filled with sacrifice, adventure, apologies, gratitude and imagination, this year put me in situations i'll always remember and others i'll never shake off the feeling of regret. with only a few hours left, i felt the need to look back fondly and to thank my lucky stars for not totally abandoning me.

my favorite record of the year was lcd soundsystem's this is happening (kanye you only lost out by one point), my favorite movie was split between black swan and the social network, my favorite songs featured either guest verses from drake or nicki minaj, i rediscovered how enjoyable it was to come home to a roommate (or house guest), i learned to appreciate walking around LA and it's various modes of public transportation, i drank more coffee in the past 12 months than i probably had in 12 years combined and after rent and bills were paid, the most important thing in my life remained hundreds of inside jokes and the people i shared them with. my favorite concert was sxsw day 2, my favorite location is "pizza joint corner", i customized almost every present i made, mad men's "the suitcase" was the best hour of television all year and when i care about someone, loyalty and going that extra mile are essential ways to show it.

with each year comes change and this year's challenges has left me even more obsessed with the notion of trying to become a better person. don't let me let you down 2011.

love always,

t

no i'm not lucky. im blessed. yes.

obligatory thanksgiving post.

this year im so very thankful for the essentials and the small fortunes - all of the things that money cannot buy and the thoughtfulness of the people i love. of course it all starts at home and trickles down into unique friendships. im also especially grateful that after so many adventures (big, small and potentially illegal), the worse consequence has only been a broken apartment window. so this year, instead of writing a novel of sentiments, i will let the photos speak for themselves.

happy day of gluttony my lovers.

-t