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- my sister’s wedding was fucking fabulous. it made me change my whole outlook on marriage. no. it didn’t really. but what a fucking celebration. - i have no tattoos but i want one by the end of this year. i have no clue why i have urgency on this. its just something i feel. - the actor who played ari fleisher in W shouldn’t of.. since ari isn’t in politics now. he should of played himself. - today not even list are keeping me on task. i have a lot to do but who knows where exactly to start. - october 22, 2008
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wake up every morning, i must succeed. mad charged ***** now.. i must proceed.
- october 16, 2008
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re: my sister’s bachelorette party - 10/11 we had to do it a whole 6 days before the actual wedding. because, well, if we did it the night before.. we would all look a wreck and we’d probably still be drunk for the ceremonies. we had an amazing dinner along with a bottle of sparkling wine at cibo - followed by some glasses of sparkling wine. my sister and i shared the spicy salami pizza. it was pretty perfect. we followed it up with next DOOR (a bar, not literally next door to cibo).. i only had one martini. we followed that up by a trip to scottsdale where my foot became kind of broken. a drunken injury i suppose. but it was the heels too. i was wearing stirrup style leggings and my heels didn’t like this style of a pseudo sock very much.. on the dance floor we found a boy on his bachelor party. my sister and him danced. it was super cute. we partied until the am. we called my mom to pick us up, because my mom always promised she would if we were ever too fucked up to drive. thinking about it now makes me laugh so hard i want to die. once 7am hit we started calling people to go with us to breakfast. people either hung up on us, asked why we were calling them so early, or told us to go to sleep. we went to breakfast with her fiancés sister. we had mexican. and the waitress gave us tips on where to drink next (she was convinced, we were just not going to sleep i guess) and gave my sister her breakfast for free. my body couldn’t handle anymore and i went home and slept. rehearsal dinner is friday. her wedding is saturday. i am more excited than i thought i would be. - october 15, 2008
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