30 Rock, Chicken and my inner Princess

Today I will keep this posting brief… I have been up to my eyes in work today. So that is approximately 4’8″ of work.

Anyways, I found out that this week it is National Princess week. This new holiday is sponsored by Target, Disney and Julie Andrews. 3 of America’s favorite corporations. And then I thought about how people would celebrate a week devoted to channeling your inner princess. I figured I would be dressed by birds, showered with flowers, be hassled by winsome suitors, and be wary of the fruit I ingest. But that is actually not that different from the other weeks in the year…

So everyone out there, celebrate your inner Princess, or Gaston, or Meeko the racoon! I’m going to go watch 30 rock, and eat chicken!

♥ and Lollipops,
Lauren

Being sick and the Mystery Lady

I haven’t been making posts with incredible fervor because I have been straight up unable to sit, for about a week. But now that my leg and back have decided to take a chill pill, I can aptly share with you some of my observations about going to the doctor a lot and being in the streets during the time I am usually at work:
-I discovered I am unfamiliar with sunlight, I hardly see it from my windowless cubicle… but when you are being shuttled from doctor to doctor you see a lot of it. And it is very warm and bright. I had to take my sunglasses out of the case even!
– People who are driving about during the middle of the day are either in this incredible-the-world-is-on-fire rush to get where they are going… or will drive 20 mph on a 45mph street.
-Not one doctor I saw out of like 5 doctors got my sense of humor. Most did not appreciate me telling them my leg felt like a thousand knives were pulsing through my veins. Nor did they like me saying my back cramps were like my nerves going to a discothèque. And none of them liked me asking them if they wanted to sing Huey Lewis songs with me… imagine the possible duets!!!!

But there was something that really grabbed me last week when I was traveling about the San Gabriel Valley during my usual work hours…

There was this girl who completely captivated me and today’s doodle is all about that:

Also, this is why I never write in cursive :)

Tomorrow more doodles! And an it’s inspired by another blog! I can’t wait!
♥ and Lollipops,
Lauren

Into the Light of AWESOME

Today I made a post. And then I looked back at it and it was not the kind of post this Lauren wants to make. It was in fact such a downer, I am not going to post it at all. But I’m still going to tell you the meat of the issue (that is one gross term isn’t it?)

It was about someone I don’t like. I feel like I’ve mentioned it so many times, I’m blue in the face…. I think I’m done with it.

Cue the applause from my friends who have had to hear about it for years. Yes, I think I’m done. I have come to notice lately that this one particular person who super doesn’t like me… also doesn’t really mean a hill of beans to me either. And although I dislike having to interact with them, what can I really do about it? I would prefer she leave my bubble of existence, but it’s not going to happen. So I’m going to grin and bear it.

I feel the best way I can make this analysis is by saying this person is like a zit on picture day. They show up out of nowhere and try ruin my day, but then I remember I can always Photoshop it away!

Now, I’m not a saint or anything, I’m really just trying here. And I can accept this certain person and I both have flaws. I am here to say one of mine is not being crazy about her, but still I’m nice enough to not want to let her bring me down. I still think her dislike of me is unfounded, because I’m not as unscrupulous as her insecurities, or more so her jealousies would have her think.

I’m just a girl with a pink polka dot shirt, and a smile after all.

And that is how I’m going to stay. I would like to take this time to tell you I am going to lead myself away from the “Darkness of Suck” and into the “Light of Awesome.”

So with that thought I leave you this really bad rendition of Liberty Leading the People by Eugène Delacroix:

I call it "Les Mustachless"

I’m Outie. I’m going to go be giggly somewhere.

♫Lauren

Is Lauren Interested? A Handy Guide to Figure Out How to Make Me Listen to You

Have you ever wondered when you are talking to me if I am interested in what you are talking to me about? I must tell you that if you are wondering you may already have your answer. Am I looking far away into space? Am I giggling in the middle of your words? Sorry about that friend, my brain goes at approximately 234 miles per second.

Lauren's Note: Sorry that this doodle scares you, Amber.

Now venture into the next zone carefully:

Firstly, ask yourself  is this really news I need to hear? Be honest with yourself. If the answer is no… walk away, until you made your story into an awesome concoction that I can’t live without.

If your answer is yes, I need to know about it instantly. You may want to use some Lauren convo traps. (I have a feeling that giving away my secrets may be a huge mistake, but I want to hear about new and exciting things, trap me into learning!)

The bait was something shiny!

1. Have you mentioned “the Cure” in any way? Mentioning Robert Smith and his brethren of musical accompaniments may help me  completely tune into what you are saying. Friday I’m in… totally listening to you.

In my imagination we could totally go get gelato and buy matching lipstick...

2. Have you thought of mentioning 30 Rock? If not you should! You may just blow my mind grapes with your witty repertoire.

I would wolf my teamster sub for Floyd.

3. If you may be losing me in conversation don’t fret… bring up chickens! Be they fried, doodled, free range, applying for drivers licenses in Arkansas… I’m there.

Chicken its the best food, and your best friend

4. Art, lets talk about it.. Mondrian, Hopper, Munch, Shag, Bob Dob, Utrillo, Kahlo…

Also Lets make famous art into chickens... combining numbers is muy bueno.

5. Am I going to get a present at the end of this conversation? Just give me a present. People should really give me more presents anyway.

Today the Dab gave me a rubber band, a paper clip and a binder clip... I was overjoyed.

6. Lets talk architecture. This is separate from art, because it is kind of my real profession and all.Tell me about your favorite building mid convo, I want to know about it. And if you can weave that into the story your telling… all the better.

Architectural PUNS!

7. This thing you are talking about…  are you super passionate about it? Does it drive your existence? I love to hear that kind of stuff… I mean if you are really into your story… How could it not become a classic for all ages?

I hope you love it when I talk about gelato

8. Are you talking about an instance that happened to someone I know… that always helps, so I can imagine… I’m usually hoping for a funny circumstance or something… But if its someone I don’t really like- like at all, lets not tell the story. Let’s instead talk about #1-7.

I need an owl to help me out in this situation

And that is really it. Help me become a better listener! I really want to hear all about that really cool thing that happened to you that one time when that other thing happened.

♫Lauren

P (to the ) S: that was a lot of doodles.

Isabel Stare-a-thon: Shiny Vamps

It has been said as of late that the newest group of Isabel fanatics are considered to be undead.
Yes, Twilight Fans as you sit there dreaming all day of this pasty guy… he sits there all day staring at the one, and only Isabel.

Vampires are really good at staring. He will pretty much be there until all eternity. Or until the next vampy film.

Her teen wolf following is like off the charts.

♫Lauren

All in Good Character: Dorian Gray

Many people would not agree with me and my love for the tragic prince of vanity, Dorian Gray.
He was created by one of my literary BFF’s Oscar Wilde. Who takes you through the luscious world of appearances in Victorian England.
At the age of 18 Dorian sits for a portrait so beautiful that all sorts of men adore him, and all his awesome hot-ness. So while being a stupid man delighted with his appearance he and Lord Henry kind of sell his soul to the devil… so he can stay young and handsome forever…
I can’t say that many 18 year olds wouldn’t do something so dumb.
So for another 18 years or so he counted up sins like nobody’s business… Including being mean to his Ophelia like girlfriend, and murdering the man who originally painted him. At least he looked damn good while doing it. And like all other straight up gangsters he never misse a party. Wouldn’t he so be friends with Kanye West in modern times?
Well here is my doodle ode to him:

♫Lauren

Depressing Fall Fashion

I have been thinking lately that i need to start putting my feelings on my t-shirts like those weird people who tell me a brief synopsis of their life across their chest.
Well here is my fall line called:
Stop Raining on my Dreams.

And it is dedicated to all the people who RAIN ON MY DREAMS of joy and general merriment.
Thank you for making my existence harder.


Ruining a persons day has never been so fashionable!
♫Lauren

Happy Architecture: John Hancock Tower

I don’t usually post any of the architectural stuff that I do.  I have no idea why really… Maybe because I feel people are way too stuffy about architecture. Maybe because it’s what I do all day… anyways…

I was torn on this one because it is at both times architecture and a doodle. But I decided to post it because it is my favorite skyscraper. Simple and structurally magnificent I present to you Big John from Chicago:

Seriously they call it "Big John"

Also can anyone tell SOM, that I would like to make big buildings with them? Because its true.

♫Lauren