BON ANNIVERSAIRE, ERICA!

A pineapple opal for a pineapple opal kind of girl:



(i'm completely incapacitated today. erica, i started celebrating your birthday early and it hurts;)

amusez-vous bien ce soir, mes opals!

happy holidaze

Hmmm....

Your Christmas Song Is

Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer Grandma got run over by a reindeer Walking home from our house Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Grandpa, we believe. You're not looking to the family holiday thing... Unless someone gets run over by a reindeer!

What Christmas Carol Are You?

Your 2005 Song Is

Feel Good Inc by Gorillaz "Love forever love is free. Let's turn forever you and me." In 2005, you were loving life and feeling no pain.

What Hit Song of 2005 Are You?

Whither Clark Griswold?

There should be a brand new Family Guy on right now AND the first network showing of National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation this year, but instead, I must watch W drawl his way through a national address, trying to tell me that the war in Iraq must go on. Hearing him speak makes me want to break up Christmas ornaments and shove the glass shards in my ears. I just want to watch some holiday programming, but must instead listen to this bullshit. Joy to the world and peace on earth and goodwill toward men, my ass.

It's that time of year!

I know that, like me, many of you o-pals are watching The OC right now, and so I just wanted to extend a little holiday cheer.

Happy Chrismakkuh, everyone!
(And a Festivus for the rest of us.)

I don't get it...

How can time move so fast and so slow all at the same time? I can't wait to be done with finals, but I don't have enough time to get anything done! On top of that-- Christmas is next week!

So, since I don't have much time to post, here's my addition:

Go here to download a free podcast of A Christmas Carol. It's free from Penguin Classics, and they're doling it out in installments. You can subscribe directly in iTunes, and it's still free. Get your holiday spirit on the go!

xoxo, Erica

Party party party party party

Okay, I am definitely having a New Year's Eve par-TAY. And yes, it will be a par-TAY. So, come one, come all. You are obviously excused if you live overseas or in a cooler city than DC. I found a ton of champagne flutes at IKEA last weekend, so this shin-dig will have class. And I have lots and lots of space for people to mill around and generally have a good time. Do come, all Opals. It might even turn into a dance party.

funny... i think

Ok- I didn't rewatch it, but this weekend Mikey & I lost our shit watching Dane Cook's 9 minute opening monologue on SNL. We may have been, well, let's say more-inclined-to-laugh at the time. Still worth watching. See it here.

I am a victim of crime...

because I was mugged on my way to sing at church on Sunday. Literally 1/2 block away from the front door of Immaculate Conception on 8th and N, a teenager grabbed me, said, "Give up your purse, bitch," hit me in the neck, and ran away. Not only did he get my bag, palm pilot, Aveda Lip Saver, and wallet, but he knocked my fresh Gingerbread Latte out of my hand. My only consolation is that he only got $1 after publicly assaulting me...A passerby tried to chase him down in his jeep, but the young man who relieved me of my possessions ducked into an alley somewhere. And honestly, what sort of legitimate criminal is out and about at 9:30 on a Sunday morning? All joking aside, it is very upsetting that this kid was a kid, and that he felt the need to call me a bitch and hit me to get my bag. I was actually looking up to say hello to him before he attacked me, so filled am I with the holiday spirit. Son of a bitch.
But on a different note, I just saw a story on the news about an aspiring model who hired a hitman to kill four men who she thought were cocaine dealers with a huge stash (she wanted to sell the coke herself to make money for modeling school). Turns out, the hitman was an undercover cop, and the coke stash was a block of cheese. Yes, cheese.

BONNE NOUVELLE

STAYING UNTIL JUNE!!!!!!!!!!!


so fucking happy.

irregardless

It rained last night…

…and I realized that my jacket isn’t completely water-proof. It was raining as I waited for 15 minutes to get into a cab at U Street. The cabs were unwilling to pick up new passengers. Using my drunken logic, I decided to move to a new location.

Soaked and freezing, I eventually got a cab at Thomas Circle. As the cabby started driving, he talked about how it sucked that he had to go all the way to my out-of-the-way neighborhood. He’d rather be driving home to be with his family. He stopped at a red light; I asked him with the lazy tone of Paris Hilton, "Why are you trying to make me feel bad about this?" I got out of the cab without paying.

After more struggle with unwilling cab drivers, I got a new cab. The driver was a lanky, dark-skinned man who had scraggly hair and a graying beard. He put the cab into gear, turned the radio up and sang along to Bob Marley. In the back seat of his warm cab, I swept the water off my jacket and sat listening to him singing, with a smile across my face.

Big Ad

I think this might be my new favorite beer just because of this commercial:
http://www.bigad.com.au/
Brilliant!

now it's on

all of yous that are prancing around in 50+ weather, you are not normal. it is décembre...and it is definitely right around 0°C every parisian day. and that is not normal either, but sometimes i wish that all opals (not just caropal) had to wear winter coats.
i won't post that tasty turkey picture because i think it disturbed far too many people. luckily, most of them saw it after thanksgiving, which was not the case for me. nevertheless i convinced a french team of chefs to rent another resto's oven and cook 16 turkeys last thursday. i've acquired some SKILLS...or maybe just a really cute accent. the resto even put small jars of peanut butter on each table, which i thought was completely endearing but everyone else thought was just plain odd. and quite a few students-with too many bottles of bad table wine on their table-claimed some sort of subversion as the cause, whereas it was really just sweet frenchies sticking to their american culinary stereotypes. thus went my thanksgiving.
keeping with the recent holiday twist of e-opaldom, i bought a christmas tree, bags of gummy candy and lots of arts&crafts material yesterday and threw it all in the "salon" of our maison particulière (NYU). the tree salesman said "joyeux noël" to me as i walked away with the stumpy tree, truly giving meaning to this cold cold time of year. it sparked something, and even though i had only 3 hours of sleep the night before (or maybe because of), i was prancing around all day turning up the frenchie xmas tunes and encouraging the artsy kidz to get more creative with construction paper.
oh yes. watch this little short and fall in love with it: http://www.cube-creative.fr/site/html/nt/nt_lc/akoa_hd.html (how do i add a link?) à quoi ça sert l'amour = what's the use in love? the clip explains it all: amusement. hope y'all are amused.
xoxo
care

Holiday Mania

In addition to the additions:

Drink a bottle of wine and watch Love Actually. (This is a new tradition for me.)

Set your alarm clock radio to wake you up with the Christmas station. (I arose to "Jingle Bell Rock" this morning. Great fun.)

Wear a sweater with bells on it. And elves.

Crack your favorite nuts with a nutcracker. (I am partial to filberts.)

Play Grinch-opoly. (Obviously, the Grinch version of the classic family board game, Monopoly.)

Watch every possible holiday special and sitcom on television. (In addition to Nick and Jessica's and Clay Aiken's Christmas specials, be sure not to miss the Home Improvement episode where the boys steal donations to the poor to buy better Christmas presents for their girlfriends.)

Sport a Santa hat. Monogrammed with your name.

In other news, I am thinking of having a New Year's Eve party. Any takers for DC? I know, I know, of course you all will get here as soon as possible, because how could NYC or Paris compare...

you put me in the mood

Happy holdidays everyone!

I hope everyone had a lovely Thanksgiving; from what I've heard, turkey is good everywhere. I went home to PA and ate for several days straight with Dan, the immediates, and about 25 of my closer family members. Everyone loves Dan of course. He behaved himself, mostly, save for a juggling incident that claimed my cell phone. Tara-- I will call you back as soon as I get my replacement. :)

We saw Harry Potter in IMax, and I beat Dan and my brother in poker, so my week was a success.

Now it's time to go back to working constantly and doing even more schoolwork-- As Cary said, it's almost finals time.

It's also almost time for Christmas, and then New Years (and, ahem, in between, my birthday) and Mikey and I want to make sure that we-- that's you guys too-- are in the proper spirit. We have compiled a list of things to do to get in a holiday mood. If you have anything to add, please do. Tara-- I know this is your speciality. So, do these things:

Watch Christmas movies. (Mikey suggests Christmas Vacation once a week)

Decorate your abode, and try and use some twinkle lights.

Hang stockings.

Light Christmas candles

Make hot chocolate

Spike the hot chocolate with peppermint schnapps

Play christmas music (Mikey has noted: "nightly")

Send Christmas cards to friends (I'm sure naughty e-cards are fine too)

Go shopping for presents (Fabs note: "make lists" I know a few of you would enjoy this, but I'm going to rule this part is optional.)

Wrap presents

And my own personal addition- make the dog wear scarves and reindeer ears.

Now, enjoy the 65 degree weather, and secretly think about snow.

It's the end of the world...

and I feel fine.
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/flash/endofworld.html

Who am I?

...and which lesser Harry Potter character are you?

Harry Potter Personality Quiz by Pirate Monkeys Inc.


Still haven't seen the movie... :( The i-max is sold out! I guess we'll just have to go to the regular theater tomorrow night. Happy turkeys and families everyone!

Apple cake and cartoons.

To appease Geoff, I will post as well. Unfortunately, not too much is happening with me. I am sick, so that's something...I have spent the last four days video-taping the second-year UM Opera Studio's fall piano opera. And there is one more performance tomorrowI evening, during which I think I might jump off the balcony to put myself out of my congested misery. I am currently sitting on my red couch watching "The Simpsons," waiting for my apple cake to finish baking. Yes, I made an apple cake. Ummm, in other news, my parents have decided to seperate, so Thanksgiving is going to be bizarre: my mother is staying in Delaware, and my father, my aunt, my uncle, my cousin and I will be eating out somewhere in DC. At least there will be no dishes to clean.
And to further calm Geoff, the blog-patrol captain, I will post a poem (not original, but pretty nifty). Happy Thanksgiving to all, and to all a good night.

Otherwise

I got out of bed
on two strong legs.
It might have been
otherwise. I ate
cereal, sweet
milk, ripe, flawless
peach. It might
have been otherwise.
I took the dog uphill
to the birch wood.
All morning I did
the work I love.

At noon I lay down
with my mate. It might
have been otherwise.
We ate dinner together
at a table with silver
candlesticks. It might
have been otherwise.
I slept in a bed
in a room with paintings
on the walls, and
planned another day
just like this day.
But one day, I know,
it will be otherwise.

--Jane Kenyon

ouch.

berk. i have a hangover. a shameful one.
last night i drank: 1 gin+tonic. 1 ti punch (rum+fruit). quite a few glasses of chanpagne (4?). 1 vodka+tonic. and then a few beers (3?).
mind yous, i'm ALLERGIC to beer.
and then i made out with this nice, semi-cute and a little-on-the-chubby-side boy named damien for hours.
and then, at 6am, i came home and kevin called. i think we talked for awhile. i have no idea what was said.
and on top of it all, i've been dead sick since tuesday night. as in, i haven't really left my house in days. and then i go to this wild party at muriel's and dance for 8 hours. i have no voice left.
and i'm feeling just a bit shoddy.
you know when you can't do anything besides think of how sick you feel, and how pissed you are that you let yourself get so out of control? for some strange strange reason, there's this pull to tell you all about my misery. hope you don't mind, and i hope your sunday is better than mine.

oh, but there's light at the end of this posting! e-opals, put an e-mail to your e-self in the e-timecapsule: http://forbes.codefix.net/capsule/.

just imagine my face in the magazine

maybe one day you can visit my condo

it's the right thing to do

So, Dan just found an apartment in Queens! The boys are heading up to NYC as of December. Woohoo! Now- Geoff & Paulie, you recently promised me you'd move to New York. Jill, I think you should too. Carolyn, where else are you gonna go when you get back from Paris?

This is my plan-- eeeeeeeeverybody move their asses up to New York.

I think it's a good idea.

(Those who are in school or at jobs they particularly love are excused. No other reasons allowed, though.)

so cosmetic in LA

hola chicos.

como bien.

so this evening. paulie and geoff went to the hirshhorn gallery on the mall.

we went for the hot new club: "hirshhorn after hours" it was kinda like the peach pit after dark...but it was cool.

Photos from Mooogie's Bday weekend in NYC!

Hey Y'all!

Fantastic weekend in NYC to celebrate Mooooooooogie'crisp's bday.

Check out the photos:


love you's!
-geoff

collective chaos

primo, BON ANNIVERSAIRE MY KEY!

secondo, i broke it off with kevin and i've been asked to stay in paris until may/june.

conclusion: let's celebrate mikey's birthday in paris whenever possible (between now and june, which will enable us to pick up a few more causes for celebration) and along the way find me a new soulmate. sound like a plan?

love you's.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOOGIE!

The pictures from Atlantic Titty...

Figured this was an easy way to get the link to the pictures out. I'm not sure if this is going to post to the blog well, but should work...

Have fun and enjoy the pics!

Opal rocked AC and caused a Tsunami!

wake up little sushi

while they were rioting, we were partying.

it was actually a riot in its own way...people everywhere, loud sound, broken glass, and smoke included. we didnt burn any cars, but we shook the building nonetheless.

and my sushi was pretty damn good.

this makes me happy

it's about time, too:
(link to story)

Carolyn, what's going on?

Can't you keep these people under control? Update please. I know it was in the suburbs, but that doesn't mean you didn't burn anything...

Ok this is weird

And if none of you are going to weigh in on your weekends, this is what you're getting from me:

Look at this. Please take a look at the FAQs. We can discuss this weekend in Atlantic Titty. I am perplexed, intrigued, and disturbed. I just don't know where to start, so I won't.

Oh, and PS- don't look at it at work.

Parades are never as fun as they're supposed to be...

But masks are.

Maybe I should consider having a May-December romance...

I sang this evening with some other members of the Opera Studio at the Washington Arts Club. The concert went well, and the dinner (and wine) after was delicious. However, I schmoozed with a ton of strange people, including a 42-year-old Civil Was historian (dressed as a Confederate soldier for Halloween) who tried to pick me up. It was very awkward.

From the makers of Overheard in New York...

Saying what you think, with the wit you don't have.

eavesdropper's netwerk

have my nyc city friends, or those with affinities, yet heard about this site? it is a delight: www.overheardinnewyork.com. i don't know if the link will show, but it's easy enough. have fun...
oh, and why is no one on myspace aside from erica?

Loire Valley chateaux

i prefer the trips that i plan, and thus make room for drinking wine at vineyards and taking unusual forms of transport, like
requiring a extra-large bus to get on a rather small ferry to get to the next destination. however, last weekend's adventures in fairytaleland wasn't half bad...here, have a look for yourselves:

W Street party-ers

I just got home from a mild night on 14th street because I have my church job in the morning. And what do I discover when I get back to my apartment? A raging dance party on the second floor, that's what. They are rocking out to god-knows-what, and every time someone opens the apartment door to go outside to smoke, I hear the revelries. I am upset by this because A) I need to go to bed in order to sing tomorrow morning, and B) why was I not invited to this shindig? True, I don't know anyone on the second floor, but that shouldn't stop them from extending an invite to their neighbors. So off I go to bed at 1 am, hearing heeled shoes stomp down the steps for a cigarette. If only I still smoked...then I could infiltrate myself into the inner circle. Now I hear people fumbling with keys next door. (I wonder if they were invited to the upstairs club?) I have to go to bed to stop the paranoia. THEY ARE SO LOUD, though. And Geoff, why don't we hang out anymore? I love karaoke...and I use too many ellipses...

cafe japone strikes again!

we went to cafe japone for paulie's birthday last night.

it rocked the house down and then swept up the rubble. a def mucho fun night.

did anyone take pictures?

(erica, i got to see dan for a little!) ---and by a little, i mean that i was too drunk to properly socialize and he was all the way at the other end of the table.

Hi opal i am riding

Hi opal

i am riding on the metro in washington, dc where are you?

Some Friday Morning Fun

Who wants to buy me this?

Carolyn, did you just throw up in your mouth?

Take a look at:
1. 7 Habits of Highly Effective People
2. Totalitarian institutions more befitting of George Orwell's 1984
3. Acts Prohibited by the U.S. House of Representatives Proposed Flag Burning Amendment
4. Reasons I don't feel like family when I'm at the Olive Garden (that's for you, Geoff)
5. Reasons We Can't Have a Baby, Honey (that's for all of you)

Why I like Public Transport: This would be so much less fun in a car.

Magnetic Wall Paint

Not that I have this much wallspace, but I want one.

He Man does 4-non-blonds wait it out-- this is good.

This is for Cary

Because she indulges me.




I guess they've opened the other beaches now too. Island lore said they were better, but my heart cries for Playa Navio.

peacocks in the video rain

things are turning up, much like new tales from old friends. i was going through a bit of a lull for a while there (although you couldn't tell from the latest batch of embarrassing parisian party pix) but i'm back in for the attack.
first things first: boys. yes, i suppose that kev+i are still together in some ambiguous way, even though you all know that i've been doubting the thing for years now. so, to reject all sorts of carnal desires and scandal, i crush. and i crush alot. the new nyu film professor, the frenchie that i work with on international exchanges at university de paris VII (i have a thing for the bespectacled intellectuals, you all know this) christian lajambe who lives across from school, a boy named ludovic who swooned me into catching a coffee with him after an auditorium-filled presentation that had to give at a different university of paris on tuesday, an old nyc friend named dana who was in town last night for a his band's show on a pirate ship. my mental lovelife is quite happening as of late...and if kevin doesn't get his ass over here quick, things will get physical...
in other news, i'm taking 77 students to the Loire Valley tomorrow, to see chateaux and to bike, boat, eat and drink during the waking hours and then to sleep in little cottages on castle grounds at night. actually, i get a castle room (and i laugh diabolically). be scared.
so, it's characteristically rainy here in paris but things are shining on the wet cobblestone streets and, well, i'm shining too (but not quite as brightly as the eiffel tower twinkles on the hour). then again, maybe it's just the red wine talking.
erica, did you see that i was on the front page of friday's Washington Square News? no, not for looking cute next to a celebrity (moogie)...it was really just a few quotes. the parents are proud.
goog, i hosted cinéclub this week and showed the Triplets of Belleville. the acrobatic maître-d' was a hit with all.
i've written enough and i'm fading fast. just wanted to bring y'all up to date on this distant one.
xoxo

Geoff loves opal from his

Geoff loves opal from his cell phone (this is a test)

pushing the book

hey lovers.

just a sneak preview. i'm not feeling particularly verbose this evening, so i'm just going to post a special picture:



love you's
-geoff

Help and praise

Matt-- call me, and I'll walk you through getting onto the blog. Moog had some problems too, but it was fairly easy to fix. I'd call you, but alas, you never answer your phone! :)

Cary, I am very proud of you. Having flown with you before, I've had the pleasure of hearing the pilot come over the loudspeaker to inform whomever-in-the-back-of-the- plane-who-identified-a-funny-smell that everything was okay. And that was after Matt and I made you drink whiskey at 5am & take a sudafed. So not pushing the button once, in a flight delayed trip all by yourself? Amazing. Good luck on your test!

I'm in the process of trying to get a summer internship, and have basically been informed that since I have no experience, I should go find a paper in bum-fuck to slave away for free. Ahem, grad student here-- bills, rent, dog, real life... So we'll see. I guess I better get my but back to work!

xo,

e

Autumn in NYC

Boycotting CUA homecoming, and gladly so, I remained in NY this weekend. Better still, Geoff came up to visit. As he always does, Geoff brought the sunshine: After 8 days of torrential downpours, it finally stopped raining just when Googie arrived on the Upper East Side for our weekend of touristy fun.

We started our Friday night with some ill-thought-out shots, and then headed to meet Ge-off's friend Eric in the West Village. Too much vodka and redbull moved our party over to the Lower East, at some bar where we (typically) never moved out of the corner.

After our excessively gluttinous (our lifetime theme) Saturday brunch, we spent the afternoon napping off our hangovers, before heading for a long evening walk in Central Park with the P-lo. We then got all dolled up and went to the movies in Times Square. Capote was pretty good-- I'd recommend it. We spent a while starring at the twinkling lights before heading home to down some wine and pass out.

On Sunday, we spent our afternoon at Tiffany's (yay), FAO Schwartz, Louis Vitton, and Dylan's Candy Bar, enjoying New York's best. The highlight of the weekend, though, was getting kicked out of Home Depot for taking pictures. If you don't have a friend with a phat pad, pretend!

Homecoming. Seriously.

Remind me never to go out for Homecoming ever again. I drank too much (shocker), and spent four hours of my life at the Times that I will never get back. When I left my place to go out on Friday night, I knew that the combination of the Times and what turned out to be a god-damned CUA reunion would not be a good one. I don't know that I actually had a real conversation all night, as no one was really interested in anything anyone had to say. It was all "remember that time freshman year when..." and "one time at this party junior year I..." I woke up on Saturday morning in Chevy Chase at a house with eighty thousand people in it and had to walk about a mile in heels to the Metro to get back home. I think I scared a few passengers along the way, as I didn't even look in the mirror before I left MD. (And no, Cary, I did not make out with any freshmen.) I finally got home, saw that I looked like the bride of Frankenstein, scrambled some eggs, and drank some coffee before settling in on my couch to waste an entire day watching shitty movies on Comedy Central. I actually watched Bubble Boy. I really didn't have any food in the house, either, but I couldn't move to go out and get something. So I ate chickpeas and Wasa crackers for dinner. The whole experience might have been better had I been able to participate in any Homecoming festivities on Saturday, but the perma-nausea and mild vertigo I experienced from the hangover prevented me from joining in any reindeer games. Considering that I spend my days in school and rarely drink anything harsher than orange juice any more, I am surprised to be conscious right now. So there's my Homecoming story. I know all of you in NYC and Chicago and Europe, etc. are really jealous that I had oh-so-much fun this weekend, but we all can't live the dream like I do...

It's all over now

Geoff- the new iPod is smaller, in color, and has video. Dan, you can take Lost with you. That's so hot.

What fun

Ooooh, what fun! I've always wanted to be a part of a blog. I am disappointed to hear that none of you will be around for CUA Homecoming weekend. I am sure it will be a big mess, and probably VERY obnoxious, but at least I will have stories to tell.
Just got back from class. I'm singing every day, it seems, which has prevented me from going out to enjoy DC on the weeknights (now that I finally live here again). But I am spending less, I suppose. And it would appear that my church-singing job starts this Sunday, so I really only have Friday night to join in the Homecoming festivities.
And Cary, I am an asshole and forgot to call you on your birthday. Hope you and Matt had a wonderful weekend in Chi-town! So happy belated day-of-birth.
Ummm, nothing else to report or recommend, so good night moon...

I guess it's my turn...

Hooray for everyone jumping on the bandwagon! You've got the idea, Cary-- I'm terrible about keeping in touch too. I figure this is better than trying to ever remember to send out a group update email, mainly b/c you can see what other people have to say. Really-- if you have abook/ movie/article recommendation, found a $20 bill, or if you're Mikey, and saw another celebrity-- what timing, he just im'd me and said he just had his pic taken by some paparazzi! Ok. You get the point.

I just got back from a long weekend in Annapolis, visiting the Dan-o. Other than Elliot, we unfortunately didn't get to see anyone else. I mean you, Paul. :( Sorry! I'm mainly been busy adjusting to the back to school grind, and that's keeping me busy. I'm working random events and passing out fliers in an attempt to make rent in a way that allows time to do school work. My parents came to visit last week, much fun was had by all. We took Penelope to Central Park, walked way more than they're used to, and got some Googie's take out. As you can see-- I'm boring for now. Looking forward to hearing about Geoff's big brother's wedding though. While Moog is leaving me this weekend, I'll be here with bells on, ready to have some fun with senor Gaspar.

I think we'll get into some trouble.

hellopal! i'm thrilled, as you can see, to re-inaugerate opostings. thanks, dear friends, for taking initiative. i rely on the internet far too much as of late...it's my recreational activity of choice.
i'm keeping things true to form here...just finished with a cocktail party after a european union conference at nyu. had far too many kirs, and the remaining white wine was transported in the cab home with me.
visited my old stomping ground of oberursel, germany, with my parents last weekend. we drove from paris after i ended my workday on friday, and we were famished driving on the germanic highways late at night, waiting for a rest stop (with kinder chocolate in hand) and kind of lost, nervously waiting a road sign to point us in the right direction. highway sign vaguely illuminated in the night...waiting to make out the words...kind of expecting yet another nonsensical exit sign.....when flashed upon us nothing but the words "bad hamborger". we were enlightened and thus found our way to bratwurst and all other bad foods.
i'm preparing to head back to the us-of-a come springtime. if any of you spot any intriguing job openings, let me know - i've got no plans. save for a few select visits from des amis...any of you heading to europe anytime soon??
love love
care

Inaugeral Opal

Welcome to OpalBlog! We want to know what you're doing, how you're doing, and where you're doing, well, whatever. This is a way for friends-of-opal to keep in touch, share some pictures, and generally spy on each other's currently far apart lives.

Members list to come soon.

xoxo,

Erica