A couple things

Firstly, I have to talk about the bar I went to last night. It was just so cool and I want everyone to go there so it never goes out of business ever. It is called KBG bar on the Lower East Side of Manhattan and it is just so great. The reason why I went there with my friend Alexandra is because an author I work with was doing a reading (at a bar? Really? Could that work? Yes. Though, I will say there were some awkward moments about it), and I ended up really loving the atmosphere. It is Russian-themed and kinda dingy, but in a old bookstore kind of way. You know? And the other thing.. it is on the second floor of the building so you have to walk up some stairs (thus deterring a lot of dumb drunk people from entering) so the atmosphere is just so my style. Not so crowded you can't move, and not so loud you can't talk. Okay so here we get to the reading part -- the night we were there was their monthly (?) reading series and it lasted about an hour. Yes, the bar gets quiet for that hour so you can listen to the words they are saying, but then everything goes back to normal after (and in between each speaker with a 5 minute break). I thought it was great. I really really did. Not just because my author was there but because it's just different -- a cool thing to do on a Thursday night at 7PM.

Okay, the awkward parts:
1. The hostess of this reading night was super weird which is fine, I'm okay with that. What was not okay with me was that she, througout the night, got up to the mic and pressured everyone in the bar to donate money to this thing that I didn't pay attention to after the first minute because it was a strange donation. At every table and at the bar and stuff were envelopes. You had to fill out a form inside and essentially volunteer to teach at a local school and then in addition you had to put money in there as a donation. So you couldn't just donate you also had to volunteer. Weird. And I wouldn't mind donating but I just didn't like the way they did it. So I didn't. So this hostess, who was a good hostess I think, got up to the mic many times throughout the evening and was like, "heyyyyy I haven't gotten all your envelopes yet....reallllly.... give me your envelopes...." and I just thought it was rude. You made your speech about what they were for and what you could win at the end of the night (from all the envelopes they were going to pick one randomly and that person would get all the books from the authors reading that evening.. signed..) but like, shut up. Don't make people feel uncomfortable. If I didn't like the atmosphere of the bar and if I didn't know that she wouldn't be there all the time, I would not go back.

2. The author I went to see gets up to the podium and starts to read. It's great. He's funny and I loved the book etc. etc. THEN! All of a sudden the door to the bar slams open and all of these drunk "young people" (my age, actually let's just say it.. hipsters) come flooding into the bar. They all had nametags on. I was so confused because I just did not know where they came from?! The roof? The outside? Was this some sort of party somehwere else in the building and they could only get alcohol here? Well, in any case, they proceeded to not realize what was going on (the reading) and just talk and shout and be obnoxious all over the place. And guess what, this bar is super small. My friend and I just happened to be at the back of the bar near the door and had to witness all these hooligans up close, and we missed about half of the reading. Because of course the author didn't stop reading. Of course he just assumed they'd realize. And at some point they kinda did but then more of them came stampeding in (from upstairs, I could hear more clearly at this pont). Just a mess. They got their alcohol (mostly twist-off wine which I thought was odd at this kind of bar) and went away.

So besides those two awkward parts it was a fun evening. I am especially excited to read this book by Aria Beth Sloss called Autobiography of Us which really made an impact on me.  Go check it out!

Second part to this rambling post is that I got a new Revlon lip butter (the one that I've been eyeing but couldnt tell if it would actually be as dark as it looks.. AND IT IS NOT!!) and I love it. I think i've applied it already 5x since I bought it 30 minutes ago just because I love it so much. I probably look like a clown with too much lip product on.

It is the shade Fig Jam and it is just sooo pretty.

Okay that is that! Thanks for reading.