
2000:

This was the year I went with Andreas. The weather was miserable, and I was overdressed constantly, feeling like a drag queen in a corner pub, as the tiara on my knee is evidence of. Ooh, I need to pack that tiara.
Hey there. I'm Ariel Meadow Stallings, a native Seattleite who's written my way up and down the Left Coast. Electrolicious is where I post daily randomata, but I also write for a living. My first book, Offbeat Bride, was published last year.
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sijeka
August 23rd, 2003 at 3:27 pm
i really really want your shoes.
Ariel
August 23rd, 2003 at 3:53 pm
They’re just second hand cowboy boots, spray-painted silver.
sijeka
August 23rd, 2003 at 4:01 pm
ha, well, u have no idea how fashionable cow boy boots will be this winter here in france, yet they’re super difficult to find! Sometimes i wish i lived in texas (k maybe not).
sean
August 23rd, 2003 at 11:19 pm
I miss your dreds. (And I mean that in the most un-stalker-like way possible.)
john halcyon
August 24th, 2003 at 12:47 am
there are no wrong turns in black rock city…just plans you didn’t know you had. See you there…or maybe not. (But I hope so).
leblanc
August 24th, 2003 at 9:16 pm
please stop making me want to go so bad.
the mighty jimbo
August 26th, 2003 at 12:18 am
i may have to go next year. can i borrow some hugulets johnny?