11 things i want to do before 35:
- Camp at the Redwoods, with someone really attractive and witty and my dearest friends, of course. Mind you, I have camped outside maybe twice. I only remember once, but I’m making a desired guess.
- Surf. Because I feel like I’d be okay at it. I’m cocky. I also just want a photo with a long board so my future illegitimates can have something to gaze at in awe.
- Travel to Europe. I mean come on, while I still got it. No cruises, back packing or comfortably with my best girls, dresses, sunglasses and cameras.
- Road trip across the USA. Train and / or car. With a love and my loves, with their loves. It’d make my life, actually. I need to see the south and some history. I want to eat my way through America.
- Get a major solo show. I set this dream up 4 years ago. This would be the I MADE IT show. The show that makes my career.
- Bungee jump. Scariest idea ever. I am deathly afraid of heights. But I mean, I ziplined and survived?! Why not?
- Create an original song. Because. You’d be such a fun song.
- Live in Chicago and LA. I’ve never been to Chicago, but from all that I’ve seen and heard.. It’s ideal. I want to eat the whole city and make sweet love to its museums and entertainment. LA, because well, it’s LA. My American dream.
- Make you mine. This is really creepy if taken out of context. I probably shouldn’t explain. It’s just one of those unsaid things- made public. SHH!!! Don’t act like you don’t have that forever crush. It’d just be nice.
- Visit Mexico City. Frida Kahlo, parallels.
- Design a shirt that will be worth $35. Cause it’s worth it, cause you want it, cause it’s your favorite, cause I am brilliant.
