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thursday night at tailor was good... i tried the "solid" cocktails... super fun. i love how creative the boys at tailor are, it's great to see people having so much fun with their restaurant but still being professional... in my history, most of the people having fun with their restaurants were sleeping with a lot of hostesses and doing a lot of illegal things... i loooove the cocktail the "waylon" which is pretty simple compared to a lot of their designer drinks- "smoked" coke and bourbon... really good. vicky ordered "something fruity involving champagne" and the bartender made her a really good... really girly martini... but way better than most because the fruit flavoring tasted so fresh and real. the guys from the kitchen (incl. sam mason) sat near us at the bar drinking pbr... i wish i wasn't an idiot and had the courage to be like "hey, i really like what you're doing here..."... which doesn't seem like that difficult of a thing to say... but I think I've worked in enough restaurants where I was annoyed with the girls at the bar hitting on the owners/ chefs where I don't want to be/appear to be "that girl". Whatever. I'm a regular, sort of, and I don't mean to be a groupie, so it shouldn't be such a big deal.
After Tailor vicky and I went to Kiosk, the worst bar I've ever been to. It was like, everyone who's ever subscribed to Nylon magazine got together with a lot of stretchy sequined tube tops and decided to have an annoying photoshoot. Vicky and I danced ridiculously for like 10 minutes and then literally ran out of the bar.

I saw Brand today, the first time in over a week... always interesting. He ended up spending the day here, and I haven't processed the whole thing yet. I'm really worried about him, even after everything. I don't want him to be sick or to be really depressed or anything... it's weird really caring about someone but knowing there probably isn't anything you can do for them... and knowing that for my own good I shouldn't even try anymore... Things will probably never be ok for us... but somehow we still aren't out of each other's lives. It's actually a really messy situation... and i don't know the solution to it really...

Tonight Ian and I had dinner at Artisanal for restaurant week. We had a great temperanillo, and the hanger steak was good... as was the dessert cheese plate. I think I'd like to go back and just eat cheese and drink wine next time. It's definitely a cool place... reminded me a lot of Paris! I'm still up in the air about how I feel about restaurant week though. It was good to have a mellow night though, and to get dressed up a little bit! It's always fun to see Ian, too, because it's so comfortable! I don't have to pretend to be anyone else or try to impress him cause he's known me for so freaking long!

On the train ride home I met these boys who asked me to meet them at Joe's Pizza at 2:30 am because I "looked like a cool chick." One of the boys informed me that he had been at his father's show tonight, and that his dad is Black Sheep who does that song "it's like this... it's like that...". I'm not sure that was true. Needless to say, I'm not going to Joe's Pizza to meet them although the last time I went out with strangers I met on the subway (like 3 days ago), I had a really good time. I'm not quite sure what Joe's pizza is and I have brunch plans at 11 and would like to be alert!

Tomorrow I'm having brunch with Kyle then going to the New Museum... I'm pretty excited cause I haven't seen Kyle in a while and I've reallllllly been wanting to go check out this museum. Kyle asked me to help out with the styling on a shoot for / on thursday and I'm really excited, actually. Can't wait to hear about what he's been up to! I think Kyle is one of the most successful, impressive people I went to scad with and I know he's really going to do amazing things... but I feel like he was already on that path pre-scad! His magazine / is really really great and he's been publishing it on his own forever... ya'll should all check it out.

Ok, I think it's bedtime... or Joe's Pizza time... but I'm pretty sure bed.