and met amazingly talented, yet terribly cool people...
Justin Hackworth is the one in the black pinstripe suit with the impressive beard (oh, and Patchy?...I mean...Trevor, don't hate mmmkay?) and sneakers. (I know you can't see the sneakers, but don't you feel like you know him a little bit better now that I've told you he was wearing sneakers with a nice suit? How cool must he be?) I didn't need any further proof of his inherent coolness after my lil' journey through his gallery tonight. He's pretty dang cool. My reactions spanned the entire emotional spectrum from joy, to intrigue, to laughter, and even to a little bit of sorrow.
...and she is the reason I came tonight. We met in a UVU Physical Science class (and yes, we both aced it cause we're really, really smart...didn't you know?) We keep in touch via blog, but it's just not the same as having a real conversation at some point. Ashley is cool too. So cool, in fact, that I had myself convinced that she and her hubs and dotter lived in some cramped, but divinely designed/decorated little sky rise flat in downtown Salt Lake and she spent her days wandering the streets in worn, green velvet flats (with dotter in tow) shopping at unique boutiques and spending hours in musty, old, (a.k.a. yummy) bookstores finding vintage "See Jane Run" books for dotter and a first edition printing of Daphne Du Maurier's "Rebbecca" for herself...and
The photograph to the left of us was one of my favorites. Four generations of women. I especially love the way they are looking to their mother/grandmother. I cried later tonight when trying to explain its beauty and message to my Mother-in-Law. We really do look to those who've gone before for guidance, and I have so many incredible women to thank for the beauty and joy I experience in my life daily.
Kristen was such a peach to come with me, and wouldn't you know it, she knew half the people in the room! (Big surprise, everyone who meets Kristen says to themselves "I want to be that girl's friend." (I know I did.) I couldn't have asked for a better date for the evening! After we'd looked at everything twice and made some wonderful new friends, we decided to peruse the booths at the Freedom Festival in downtown Provo. Our diva heels were taking their toll by then, so Kristen slipped hers off, rolled up her jeans, and proceeded to walk around barefoot. I love this girl. (and yes, I quickly followed suit.)
We bought a dozen tiny, little, crispy, delicious, doughnuts from a street vendor and then made our way over to Guru's and proceeded to eat sweet potato fries until we nearly exploded. This is Kristen, doing her best "Donatella"