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super-unpredictable98 · 4 years ago

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Perfect Harmony (Three Summers AU)

Summer 3: Day 2

Warning: Strong Language.

(Perfect Harmony Masterlist)

Why the fuck does Roland always let me sleep in every single year? It was almost 3 p.m., he was nowhere to be seen and I was starving. I quickly went to the bathroom, changed, and left to look for my boyfriend.

I expected to find him in the hut, or the food truck park, or the bar even, but he was next to the lodge, talking to my mom:

"I think this is so sweet, but I don't understand why you're asking me," she said.

"Well y'know, Kristin, just thought I... VENUS," Roland shouted when he noticed I was there. "Jesus Christ!"

"Hey?" I looked between them, confused. "Is everything alright?"

"Brilliant, darlin', I was just askin' about... Your mom's intentions with George."

"What?" I laughed.

"Just wanted t'know, if they are gonna be a thing. I wouldn't want you gettin' attached t'him and then he just leaves, that would be way too cruel."

"Roland, I'm 22-years-old, I don't even live with my mom anymore... What the fuck?"

"Sorry for lookin' out for you! I just wanna protect your precious little heart."

"If you really wanna help, there's a great way for you to do that, Rollie," I tapped his shoulder and held his face. "Don't ask my mom creepy questions."

"I will try not to."

"The answer is yes, by the way," mom murmured before leaving.

I looked at Roland searching for a shadow of sadness or happiness, something to tell me what he was really talking about with her. Was this about the Academie? Did he tell her that I was chickening out?

"Wanna get somethin' to eat? Y'must be hungry," he put one arm around me, his face not giving me any sort of clue.

We went for some turkey sandwiches and smoothies, we both liked to eat light meals before performing. Roland kept looking around as if he was waiting for someone. He was acting weird, on edge, I started to worry.

"What's happening, Rollie?" I asked, scared of the answer.

"Nothing, everythin' is fine."

"Don't come at me with this bullshit," I shook my head. "I know you, Roland O'Byrne, there's something bothering you."

"I guess I'm just a little nervous for tonight... Our big gig, huh?"

"You don't get stage fright," I took his hand, drawing circles on his palm.

"Usually I don't, but today I'm just scared of messin' it up, my stomach is twistin'. D'you want the rest of my sandwich?"

"I don't buy it. You're too pretentious and conceited to feel like that," I took what was left of his sandwich. "You know your performance will be flawless."

"Wow, it really warms my heart t'know how highly you think of me..." he mocked.

"I know you're a pretentious asshole, and I still love you."

"I love you too, Vee," he kissed the back of my hand. "How about we go back to the hut and you practice on the theremin a little? You haven't played at all ever since we got here."

After lunch, or brunch, or whatever you call when two people eat sandwiches at 3 p.m., we headed to the hut and I turned on the theremin to tune it while Roland sat down to watch me. His eyes following my every move, looking for something to correct.

"Very good," he leaned over. "Now steady, mindful hands..."

"Alright, teacher," I joked.

I started to play the song I've been practicing lately, Zombie by The Cranberries, one of my favorite songs of all time. He mumbled the lyrics, following me with that glow in his eyes, the same one he gets every time I succeed after he has taught me something.

"This is truly wonderful!" a voice coming from the door made me nearly hit the pitch antenna and Roland tried not to laugh.

"Professor Wellborn," he got up to greet her, shaking her hand vigorously.

"Venus, it's so nice to see you again," she walked towards me and did that thing I hate when people make a kissing sound while nearly pressing their cheek to yours.

"Hello, miss," I smiled nervously. "I didn't know you attended the Westival."

"Well, usually I don't, but Roland has reached out to me..."

"He has?" I gave him a death glare, to which he responded with an apologetic shrug. "Why?"

"He has been worried because you seem to be unsure if you're gonna accept the scholarship?"

"I-I... Haven't decided yet."

"Why is that?" she tilted her head.

"I don't really know if I would be the best fit for the institution..."

"You are undeniably talented, Venus," she held onto my arms, a little too tightly for my taste, but okay. "You are like a rough diamond, we just need to polish you, make you the best that you can be. I think you're a good fit for the institution, are you questioning my judgment?"

"You know what, Professor? I think you're right," I nodded, to Roland's surprise. "I have been practicing the theremin for about a year. Do you think I have a future with it?"

"If you want to, of course," Miss Wellborn almost smiled, she doesn't do that very often. "You are quite good at it."

"Thank you, but it's Roland's merit really... He's the one who taught me how to play, he was the one who inspired me to audition for the Academie, he has been my mentor."

"Sweetie? What are you doin'?" Roland muttered.

"Really?" Professor Wellborn quirked an eyebrow, interested.

"Yes, he knows everything about music. And he's so passionate, he could discuss it for hours!" I continued. "Not to mention how talented he is, he can play at least ten instruments. Check this out."

I grabbed my phone and showed her a video I recorded at home of Roland playing the guitar, the Bohemian Rhapsody solo.

"Right, Vee, but there are ten people who are better on each of those," Roland waved me off. "Maybe a hundred."

"Not everybody can be the best," she mused. "But everybody can be the best within their potential."

"That's what I always tell him!" I exclaimed. "He is great at identifying when someone has potential."

"To achieve that, they need enablers..." Miss Wellborn turned to him. "Mentors and tutors who can see their talent, and have a passion for unlocking it."

"Like a teacher, you mean?" I smirked.

"Exactly! I've seen what you're capable of, come work for me, Roland."

"What? Me?" he choked on his own words. "Workin’ at the Academie Conservatoire?"

"I don't see why not, if you were able to bring Venus to this level of proficiency on the theremin in only a year, imagine what you can do with an entire class!"

"I will take the job... If Venus takes the scholarship," Roland folded his arms.

"I will take the scholarship if you take the job," I replied in the same defiant tone.

"Seems like it's settled then," Professor Wellborn turned around to open the door. "Welcome to the Academie, both of you."

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"You are a stubborn little tart, you know that?" Roland pulled me into bed with him as I was looking for something to wear for our gig.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you... Was that 'Thank you so much, Venus, my gorgeous girlfriend, for getting me the best job I could ever dream of'?"

"I do have to thank you," he kissed my lips softly. "You believe in me, more than anyone ever did before. What would I do without you?"

"Probably wash dogs forever..." I teased.

"I'm so happy that you're takin' the scholarship, Vee, you're gonna be so great and I'll be there t'help you with it. You're gonna have so many opportunities and one day, everyone will know what an awesome musician you are."

"I have a feeling that you're living your dreams through me," I narrowed my eyes.

"Well, I help you with your daddy issues, you help me with my frustrations."

"Idiot..." I pushed him playfully. "Let's go, we're gonna be late."

"No!" he held onto me like a stuffed animal. "Just a little longer."

"We gotta go, Professor, we have a gig," I pecked his lips before getting up to put on my stage outfit. "You better get ready, you're not getting up there looking like this."

"It's not like the gig is gonna start before we get there..."

"I thought you were supposed to be the responsible one," I looked over my shoulder.

"And I thought y'were supposed t'be the reckless one."

"I am, but work is work, let's go."

Eventually, I managed to drag him out of the room and we met mom, Geroge, Ruby, and Jafar on the way to the auditorium.

"We have some great news," Roland announced. "In March... Venus is startin' at the Academie Conservatoire!"

"So are you!" I nudged his arm. "Rollie got a job as a professor there."

"Congratulations!" mom celebrated. "I'm so proud of my little girl! You're gonna be so great!"

"Chill, mom," I laughed. "Your little girl is a woman now."

"No, you're my little girl," she pulled me into the tightest of hugs. "My little baby!"

"And you're doing that in front of my boyfriend..." I was mortified, but at the same time too happy to be bothered.

"I'm so happy for you guys," Ruby sighed. "It's my dream to go there one day."

"You can," Roland tapped her shoulder. "When you're old enough, I'll talk to Professor Wellborn about you."

"You think I could get in?"

"If you keep workin' hard... By the way, is everythin' ready for tonight?"

"Yeah," she giggled. "Everything is perfect."

"What are you guys talking about?" I asked, suddenly worried, I hate not knowing things...

"Nothing..." Ruby was the most unconvincing liar I've ever seen.

"You two are up to something," I shot her a dirty look. "You better tell me what it is!"

"You'll know soon enough," Roland smirked.

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The gig was absolutely awesome! We did a lot more jamming, just instrumentals with no lyrics that we came up with on the spot, I even tried my luck on the theremin and people seemed to enjoy it. Everyone was dancing, vibing, and having fun.

I thought we were done when Roland grabbed a keyboard and the mic. I had no idea we were gonna play something else, our set list was over, so I started to panic a little bit.

"Hey guys," he cleared his throat before continuing. "For the last song, I'd like t'have my friend Ruby come on stage."

Ruby looked at my mom with a knowing grin, what the actual fuck was going on?

She sat behind the drum set and nodded at him to signal she was ready. Roland seemed to be very pleased with my confused face:

"Usually I leave the singin' t'you on stage, but I know you have a soft spot for serenades, so tonight I'll make an exception," he spoke into the mic. "Two years ago I walked into the workshop hut and saw this beautiful girl playin' Green Day. She was talented, and funny, and free, I knew I had to ask her out. I didn't know if she'd say yes, but luckily she did, so tonight I'll dedicate this next song to this girl."

I shook my head, I usually hate surprises, but this was sweet... They started playing and I took a deep breath, not wanting to cry in front of everyone, but he knew damn well that song made me sob.

"I text a postcard, sent to you, did it go through? Sending all my love to you You are the moonlight of my life every night Giving all my love to you"

Mom, George, and Jafar seemed to know this was gonna happen, I mouthed 'what the fuck is going on?' to them and mom just gave me a shrug as if saying 'you know Roland and his antics'.

"With every breath that I am worth here on Earth I'm sending all my love to you So if you dare to second guess, you can rest Assured that all my love's for you"

It was getting harder and harder not to cry, that was probably the most beautiful thing anyone has ever done for me. Ruby was doing so great, I felt so proud of her, and Roland was as charming as ever, my big dork... I couldn't believe he was actually singing for me in front of everyone.

To think that I've been avoiding love for 20 years... If I knew how wonderful it was to love someone and be loved in return, I would've done it much sooner. Of course, there's always a risk that things won't end well, sometimes hearts will be broken, but moments like this made every last bit of uncertainty worth the risk.

"My beating heart belongs to you I walked for miles 'til I found you I'm here to honor you If I lose everything in the fire Did I ever make it through?"

I discreetly wiped my tears away as they finished the song, they would get an earful for making me look like a wimp in front of an audience... I was thinking of what I was gonna say when he got down on one knee and pulled a little green box from his pocket.

"So, did I ever make it through?" Roland opened it, showing me a ring that had several notes engraved on it, like a music sheet. "Will you marry me, Venus?"

I could almost hear as the audience held their breath, I heard my mom sobbing, I heard my own heart beating so fast that I thought it might jump out of my chest.

Was this really happening? What did I ever do to deserve all this love? I can be a bitch at times, I know that, how did I ever get so lucky?

"Yes..." I breathed, overwhelmed by all the emotions I've been holding back. "You big nerd."

Roland put the ring on my finger under the deafening clapping and cheering from the crowd. He flashed me a childish grin before pulling me closer and kissing me like they do in the movies.

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"Which song is this," I looked at my ring as Roland joined me in bed.

"Holiday, the first song I ever heard you play."

"Oh, you're such a romantic..."

"I guess I am," he kissed the back of my hand. "Did you like it?"

"It was perfect, I'll remember this night forever."

"Yeah, me too," he tapped his chest, asking for me to lay on it. "I love you so much, Vee."

"I love you too, Rollie."

"Remember when you didn't wanna call me your boyfriend? Now you'll never have t'call me your boyfriend again..."

"Ha ha, very funny," I rolled my eyes. "You asshole, you're so lucky you're cute."

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#three summers #three summers fanfic #three summers roland #roland x oc #fanfic #robert sheehan character fic

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hakuchigun · 6 years ago

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☺ + ☼ let's keep it rolli

to: micah 😇@halofiied

> About the other day> I meant it, you know?> Sure. There’s a lot of things you can’t do.> Stuff that you aren’t the best at, or have trouble with. > But there’s also stuff you can do.> And it’s stuff that you’re fucking amazing at, Micah.> Stuff that, fuck knows this world could use more of.> You’re good at > Making people smile, Micah, and that’s the hardest fucking thing> So don’t ever doubt yourself, okay?

to: micah 😇@halofiied

> goood mrorning> uh> i might be a abit late to brunch> hawks > or me> one of us> decided it was a fanfuckting tastic idea to join the drinking cocmpetition> and i have the worst hangover rn> but im still coming. croissants and tea

#kny meme #halofiied #micah and chuuya brunch dates? yes. yes. those r a thing now!#lazy sunday meet ups

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18thvariation · 6 years ago

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2019 Semi-annual Review (part 1)

Notable Happenings (Jan-Jun)

Semester #2 of public health, featuring the Canadian health care system, public policy in health systems, public health specializations, and qualitative research methods

President’s Dream Colloquium on HIV/AIDS

CGSHE Seminar Series

Crochet party

Co-op Reunions x2

Moved into our first condo!!

Civil ceremony/"wedding” brunch

Special lecture by Steffanie Strathdee - The Perfect Predator

BCCSU 1st Annual Conference: Coming Together

Started my practicum at the BC Centre on Substance Use!

Spoken Word performance: Shane Koyczan

Yuki x Andy’s wedding and the biotech reunion

Kelly’s bridesmaids trip: Tigh-Na-Mara Seaside Spa Resort

Kathy and Daniel’s convocation

Blasted through a summer intersession course on Program Planning & Evaluation

First time doing balayage & shellac

Janes Corbett Community Health Practice Award :)

Kelly x Rollie’s wedding

Favourite Documentaries

Knock down the House

Burning Desire: The Seduction of Smoking

Our Planet ♥

Merchants of Doubt

Favourite TV Series/Specials

Tidying Up with Marie Kondo

Foodie Experiences

Mr. Red Cafe (Hastings-Sunrise)

Gabriel’s Cafe (Nanaimo, BC)

#2019 #year in review #personal #reflection

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hellotinywonder · 7 years ago

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(re)Generation 2018: meet your heroes.

DAY THE FIRST, Wednesday:

Snow. Darnit. I’m going delay my trip a day.

DAY TWO, Thursday:

I got up at 5:30a, trekked down to my conveniently already-packed car through the snow, but the streets were clear, and I began my drive westward and northward. Dawn over snowy mountains is spectacular.

I visited with puppeteer friends in Richmond, saw their local makerspace, and hung out with an old friend from my touring days and her new dog, Dave, a rescued sweetheart from Puerto Rico.

DAY THREE, Friday:

Off to DC, with literally NO traffic. I had brunch with the incredible JoJo (Burlesque Poetess), who is a Doctor Who nerd of equal or greater value, and extended bandfamily from ten years ago. It’s been so great to reconnect and talk art and ideas and nerdy references. And how we engage with the universe, and how sometimes the universe engages right back.

After brunch I headed to visit my friend Matt and his wife. It was great. I met Matt a few years ago at a convention, all because I had PuppetCapaldi with me, Matt used to write and draw for Doctor Who comics, and has since become one of my closest art friends and advisors and person to send random texts to in a crisis. Good people, but this is the first time we’ve hung out in person since our initial meeting. It was great. A few hours later I was off to Baltimore.

It took 3 hours. Which didn’t mean much to me, as I don’t drive DC to Baltimore often. But yes… I later learned it should be a 45 min trip. I parked eventually and made my way to the hotel for ReGen. I knew only one person going in, and I promptly sought him out: Drew Meyer. I snuck into the back of his panel (it’s worth mentioning that I met Drew the same day I met Matt, and PuppetCapaldi did those introductions too) and tried to use context clues to make out what it was about. I got as far as Drew referring to the Tardis as “sort of like a windowless van”, when I abandoned that notion and decided I’d just make a note of it, so I could mock him in my end of trip summary… like… now.

After touching base, and handing off my puppet suitcase (Drew was storing it onsite so I could attend the March for Our Lives the next day without needing to worry about a giant rolly-bag and crowds) I caught Irene Richard coming out of the panel she had just hosted with Rachel Talalay. I feel like I’ve known Irene for years, I think it’s how decidedly New Yorker she is, but this was our first time actually meeting. We hit it off, as I knew we would, and then by some twist of awkwardness and fate, I was standing at a table with Rachel Talalay admiring a scribbled storyboard movement sketch. I love things like that. Process-peeks. I realized I didn’t have anything to say to Rachel (aside from the whole: You’re awesome, inspiring, and your eye is fantastic), which is bothersome, because I’m a fairly interesting person at times, and I want to learn so much from her, she’s a powerhouse in the industry I am just starting to dabble in, and am always keeping an eye on. I didn’t have any puppets with me to reinforce that I make stuff, etc. That’s fine, there was a whole weekend ahead.

I skipped out to dinner with Drew and his friend Brent, and shortly after went home to my friend’s house, where there was a party.

The party, I won’t get into too much, but I walked in and it was like knowing everyone. They were activists, peers, they had a prison letter writing campaign going on in the dining room. I had such a wonderful time meeting everyone, it was a completely unexpected bonus. I miss my punkrock anarcho activist friends. Good to see organization like that in Baltimore. I slept in a room with multiple accordions. Perfection. Thank you Jonathan for your hospitality and your excellence.

DAY what is it now? Four? FOUR, Saturday:

I got up early, mostly because I had been and would be antsy about giving my panel on puppet and prop-making that night. No one else in the house is up, and I need coffee and to get to the March.

I get a Lyft to town, remembering seeing a Starbucks a block or two away from the hotel. I’m traveling with just a little backpack and my travel mug as my puppets are stored at Drew’s so I get out and head off to it. *Normally I’d avoid Starbucks and hit up a local cafe, but the Baltimore Harbour is rather commercialized I couldn’t find an indie place to scope out. I was not alone in this…

I walk in, an amalgamation of bleary-eyes and nerves, and to my left I see a familiar figure and hear a voice, and at first I dismiss it, as I don’t quite place it- holy damnit. It’s Peter Capaldi. ***Now, I am going to stop you here. Peter Capaldi is a big deal to me. I met him last year, PuppetCapaldi in tow, and some friends got me to make a 24 hour comic about it. (It’s here https://tinyurl.com/y9cfma2t) worth a read, and it’s flipping cute, and I might reference it once or twice more.***

He’s talking with Rachel. I make my way past them, because they are having a conversation and the day is young, and I am about to go shake my fist at government, and I need coffee and… While I’m waiting in line, they finish their conversation and get up. Fine, universe, I might as well, I wanted to reconnect with Rachel anyway, so I do. I say hello, I explain that this is a very bizarre and rather delightful start to my day at least. Rachel introduces me, Peter shakes my hand. “I’m Peter.” “Valerie.” We talk for a short while. Peter grabs my travel mug and inquires about my Scottish flag sticker with EU stars super-imposed. I explain that, while I am not from the UK, I’ve kept up on Brexit and I talk about meeting with the remainers outside of Westminster, and when I was in Glasgow- Glasgow? Oh yes, and then I point to the sticker next to it, which is a map of one of my favourite cities in the world: Glasgow (my travel mug is adorned in stickers from places I’ve been recently, namely Glasgow and Berlin, and Tokyo…) Peter doesn’t quite recognize it, so I point out The Clyde, and it clicks. “Oh!” He says, then we start to talk about Glasgow. It’s brilliant. He points to a place on the map and shows us: “I have a flat right around here.” I show him where I stayed, across from Kelvingrove. “Oh, that’s the West Side.” He’s right, but I act jokingly incensed. Glasgow, Glasgow, Glasgow, and then it’s time to go. We say our goodbyes. And they are on their way and I will see them later and…. I need coffee.

I walk back to the hotel a few minutes later (to set eyes on puppets, make sure everyone’s all set, and tuck them away at the Pixel Who booth, who have lovingly adopted us for the weekend), glowing. It occurs to me I just got to talk to Peter Capaldi about Glasgow. Not Doctor Who, not The Thick of It, not Puppets, just Glasgow, a city we have a mutual fondness for. This is somehow the best thing ever.

Okay, get your head together, Valerie. It’s time to go to the March. So I do, it’s about 4 blocks away, an easy walk and the whole time I’m overwhelmed with what today might end up being like. The March is indescribable. I went to the local Baltimore version, knowing DC would be too much to contend with if I am to teach a puppet workshop that evening, but I believe it was worth stepping out wherever and being counted in the hundreds of thousands of people demanding better gun control in the US. Kids are on the microphone, empowered by their peers, and finding their voice, and demanding their safety, and I’m already just emotionally dilated and I begin to cry. It was such a powerful morning.

After a couple hours, I’m starting to fade. I leave the March, return to the hotel, get some food and grab my date, a 3 year old, beat to hell, semi-retired PuppetCapaldi. He is the goshdarn belle of the ball when it comes to conventions like these, especially when Peter is present. We go to a panel interview of Peter. As he’s my aforementioned ArtHero, I am terribly interested in what he has to say, but I don’t care as much about meta Doctor Who information unless it’s fun anecdotes of monsters and puppetry, of which there are a couple. The only thing I am interested in him answering related to Doctor Who is what was it like to make something like this in the world of Brexit or Trump, or how does Doctor Who intersect with our current reality, because sometimes it seems to offer direct commentary, and Saturday (with the March) was just a particularly important day. A sort of: did Doctor Who, the franchise, feel it has a duty of care, with how it couches its viewpoint in media, etc. I never got to ask that question, but someone asked one similar. His answer was lovely, talking about how ultimately Doctor Who is being made for kids, and giving them the globalist (universalist) perspective of The Doctor will help shape their thinking and the world as they inherit it. That world leaders should be afraid, because Doctor Who is communicating with the generations that will replace them. It wasn’t quite the question I had, but it was close enough. Thank you, whoever asked it. I looked for her after (she had blue wristlets), but never found her.

I ran into Rachel again after this, and donated to WhoAgainstGuns and got a lovely postcard of the (now dismantled) Tardis interior, which I love, a set I desperately wish I could have seen, could have been on, and I did try. She signed it to me. “To Valerie from Starbucks” and we talked about how we both ended up there that morning for lack of other options. I apologized for bothering them, but there was no need. It also caught me offguard to be remembered. That’s a long time problem for myself. I’ve written about it many times before. I am getting accustomed to the concept that people do in fact have object permanence when dealing with me. It’s nice to be remembered.

I’m about to go get our little family photo taken, when Michelle Gomez passes by and sees PuppetCapaldi she makes “the face” as I have come to call it. “Whaaaaarghourgh!” She yells as she’s rushed by. I make a note to find her later. She made the “I know that guy!” face, and I think she wants a picture with it.

I am currently, in present as-I-write-this day, realizing how darn wordy I am. I’ll try to condense. We have our photo taken. Peter puts together that I am me. The woman from this morning, but also that we have met before, once he sees the puppets. I let him play with the finger puppet, and before I know it we’re looking into the monitor (THEY HAVE A MONITOR, BLESS YOU!) and I’m talking about finding focus, etc. A photo is taken of me adjusting Peter’s arm while he stares down the camera, and then one where I look at the camera but he, and all puppets present, are focused on the monitor. Both are super adorable.

We’re removing puppets, etc and Peter says “You made all these, yes?” Oh yes. Someone prompts me and I mention the puppet I brought that is loosely based on Armando Iannucci, not that anyone would recognize it. “I would recognize him” Peter says. “Bring him by and show me.” So, that’s that. I’m off. A bit thrilled that I’m getting a reputation as the puppet lady. I mean, I’m certainly working at it, but attaining it is an altogether different feeling.

I’m sitting outside in the hallway playing with two little girls who were there for photos and talking to them about puppets and Sesame Street, and that sort of thing, when Peter and his folks pass us. The girls and I (and PuppetCapaldi) wave at them, and I continue to pack my photo into my Spacejunk sketchbook and then I’m alone in the hall. I head for the elevators and as I turn the corner I walk into the most wonderful scene:

Young Theo Tidemann (who I did not know at the time) has just started playing ukulele at Peter’s request, while we’re all waiting for elevators. Theo starts “I Can’t Help Falling in Love With You.” It’s wonderful. It’s sweet. It’s about to get even better. Peter starts to sing along, then slowly we all do. A bunch of strangers, singing in impromptu harmony. It’s so magical. Singalongs are like my religion. That metaphysical energy of communion through song? It’s transcendent to me. Early on I realized that I was in a perfect moment, and I thought of this kid I was about to meet, and he deserved a video of this. So I juggled my puppets a bit and took some poor quality video with my phone, it pans up and fades out, and it doesn’t matter. It’s the perfect moment, and we can rewatch it anytime. (It’s on @hellotinywonder’s instagram… https://www.instagram.com/p/Bgt7jO8Ar25/ and BBC-A put it in an article about Doctor Who’s Day recently) Other things happen that day. I get a moment with Michelle, she takes a photo with PuppetCapaldi, but I’ve never seen it since. I am still looking for it. It’s a great exchange, though. Showing someone your art because they are excited about it. I’m pretty proud of that. I play ukulele in a room of other ukulele people… it’s ukubiquitous!

I sit in a dark corner and just breath a bit. I end up talking about puppets with the custodial staff, and it’s one of the most delightful conversations of the weekend. Throughout, I am adrift.

PUPPET PANEL! It went WELL! Kathy O’Shea David helped out and brought her army of puppets as well, I would go on, but really, it was mostly just me talking about puppets, how to build, what to use, asking questions, answering questions, and corralling a puppet petting zoo. Unexpected hit of the posse was Kyle the Fish! Everyone loves Kyle, I demonstrated my feelings on ventriloquism with him (when using a puppet, in my opinion, moving your mouth doesn’t matter, if your focus on the puppet is correct, and your manipulation is believable and you hit your lipsync, people will just accept it.) As I started to put puppets away, when my panel was over I looked up and saw Kyle, some kid was manipulating his mouth, and it was so moving. I make reference puppets like I do fanart, to expose people to the other stuff I do. Do you like PuppetCapaldi? He’s a portrait puppet, a skill I possess, and can do for anyone! Do you like this Rick from Rick and Morty? He has moving eyes, a mech I designed, and also use over here… People fell in love with Kyle, who is my very own intellectual property, and that meant the world to me.

At some point, I and my puppet rolly-bag float away to bed.

DAY I FORGET, IT’S THE LAST ONE, Sunday

I drive myself in this time, so I can scoot off when I’m done. Puppets stay in the car, with the exception of PuppetCapaldi, my date, and Armando, who I debate quietly… I mean, he’s janky, he’s not quite right, he’s not a portrait puppet, he’s just *based* on Armando Iannucci… do I want to show a piece to Peter that I don’t fully stand behind? I’ll decide later. I stuff him into my travel tote which I realize then is my tote from the Scottish National Portrait Gallery. I sigh. I am the biggest nerd ever, even when I don’t mean to be.

I have Coffee with the Creators. This is delightful. I get to pick some people’s brains, and let others just tell me about what they do. I am thrilled to get to speak more with Simon Fraser, a comic book artist for Doctor Who, I swear, I do collect them as friends, it seems. I also get to meet Steve Gostelow whose table I’d been eyeing throughout, but we missed eachother. He was a monster maker, and sculptor, and having a materials and process geekout was fantastic.

There’s a moment when Rachel is about to come to our table, and she has to get up and leave, we make this brief sort of eye contact and I realize as she’s headed out, that it’s fine. We’ll catch up later, that is such a strange and wonderful feeling. She tells me later she had to run up and get her photo taken with the three Doctors. Adorable. Flipping Adorable. I will see her again in a little over a month, and that is spectacular.

I am walking around the con, taking it all in and Peter and his small group walk by, I’m talking with my new fellow blue-haired early 30’s lady friend Gale at Nightengale Needles, and I look up and see him. I have nothing to say to him so I resort to my clown communication skills and make a friendly, but decidedly silly face.

It is returned.

This is a professional milestone, in my book.

Later I am in the vendor area, and I meet up with Simon Fraser and his family. We talk a bit more, he likes PuppetCapaldi (really, that puppet handled nearly all my introductions, it’s great). I am looking through his portfolio of work for sale, mostly because what he is selling is traditional blue pencil and ink, and I like just looking at people’s work, understanding how they develop a peice. Then I see the page. It’s 4 vertical panels of Osgood throwing her scarf to a falling Twelfth Doctor. She saves him. He is appreciative and grumpy. She looks like me. I’ve seen this page, I’m told it’s from a Free Comic Book Day issue, from Titan, I assume. I was eyeing a wallet made out of it on Etsy, I love it. I love the composition, the dynamics, the SHELOOKSLIKEMEness of it all. And here it is. Waiting for me.

I rarely buy things at conventions, but this page has been in my mind for almost a year? And I love it, and now it’s mine. And in some strange cosmic organization, it was always mine.

On my way out I touched base again with Steve Gostelow. I show him my “Celastic: Do It Old School!” button. While he didn’t use Celastic, he still appreciates it. We talk a bit more maker shop and it’s wonderful.

Okay, the last line for meet and greet and autographs. As I said in my comic, these are the people PuppetCapaldi was made for. We had time, and I struck up conversations with all the lovely people around me, especially this woman, Michelle, who gave me a clif bar. Smart folks. I showed her the comic, which gave her a bit of context into what was about to happen.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with getting an 8x10 glossy photo signed, but that is not where I am at. When people set down what they would like to have signed, I pulled out my do-not-lose-me-orange A4 #Spacejunk notebook and open to a random page. That is what I want signed.

When I’m about to meet Peter, again, I take off PuppetCapaldi, that’s not what this is about. The woman in front of me is having her Missing DoSAC Files book (one of my favourite books ever) signed “by Malcolm”. Peter pens a short, furious, and F-laden diatribe for her. She thanks him and wishes him a happy birthday. “Ah yes!” He says. “Thank you.” He goes on to sign a photo she had in her collection of signables. “You know, I’ll be 60,” he starts, “and when you’re 60 the government gives you a little pass. And I can take all the buses and trains for free.” The public transit junkie in me is thrilled. It’s always nice to have common geekery with the people you look up to.

Oh, then it’s my turn. Okay, then. I try to briefly and calmly (everything is madness around me) explain that I am here to ask him for some advice, or encouragement, that I, and many like-minded friends of mine are all at these weird professional empasses, and I look up to him, and have for some time, even this puppet has gotten me work out in the big crazy world of TV and Film. He smiles and grabs a blue sharpie (which I realize I had secretly hoped he’d use blue, despite the several black, silver, and gold sharpies on the table).

“Shall I make it out to you?” “Sure.” I say, (I mean, fair is fair, I’ll share the advice, but this is my letter, sorry kids.) “...I’m Valerie.” I continue. “I know.” He says and continues to write.

I’m again caught off guard at this display of object permanence. This hero of mine knows me. Knows my work…

He is writing, but stops. “Have you got your Armando with you?”

Ulp. More object permanence.

“Well, I mean, yes, but it’s not quite-” “I want to see it!” He puts the pen down. He’s written something about stars aligning.

I dig Armando out, explaining that he’s only *based* on him, for a show I’m building… I slip my hand through the secret hole in the sleeve, and lift the puppet’s head.

Peter makes what I have described earlier as “the face”.

He gasps, giggles, then buries his face in his hands. Armando looks around a little frantic, and a little jangly, scratches his head. Peter lifts his head, locks eyes with me, locks eyes with the puppet, and devolves into laughing. “It’s *so* like him!” he says. “I need to show this to him.” His handler takes our photo together. Peter explains “this one is special, this is for a friend of mine.” A woman who I guess knows Iannucci’s likeness also gets it and now she’s laughing.

“I’m going to send this to him!” Peter tells me while his friend takes the photo, “He’ll love it!”

Peter sits back down, again telling me how much Puppet Armando is like Proper Armando and recomences writing. He just keeps going, we’ve stopped talking, and it’s rather quiet, surrounded by the din of the convention. Sharpie on paper, scratching.

Someone behind me taps me on the shoulder and checks to see if I am doing okay. I tell them I am fine, and I am. I am perfect.

He’s stopped mid-sentence, and is just writing “work” over and over in the margins.

He finishes. Having filled the page, which is adorable. “There. Is that alright?” He asks. I tell him it is. And I thank him. “Good luck.” he says, handing it up to me. “And have fun.” (I will.)

“You are very talented.”

All of this means so incredibly much to me, I don’t think I can properly explain. I thank him again and look up. The rest of the world races back into my consciousness. Michelle, my new friend from the line, is only a little bit crying. “Are you crying?” I ask. “Maybe!” She says. And I realize she is, because she gets it. Because she read a silly little comic about this weirdo art girl who is just collecting advice, inspiration, and encouragement from the people she looks up to, and somehow today it’s coming together perfectly.

Empathy Abounds.

Peter and I say good-bye, and I’m off to put Armando away more properly.

(Oh, I also scurry back to the table to pick up Armando’s eyebrow which fell off. Peter looks up and I hold the eyebrow up to my own and it all registers. Such a puppeteer move, you guys.)

After that it’s just a farewell fanfare finale. I say goodbye to everyone and then I am off. Completely rejuvenated artistically, emotionally, professionally… I can’t describe it all, and I’ve been doing nothing but describing it all for seven pages of a google doc!

I drive through the evening and end up in Staunton, VA, just as the sunset turns to night, to stay with my friend before heading home the next day. We order Chinese, as she’s also just come back from performing and we are prolevel ladies that deserve a night in. We’re talking about art, and Fringe festivals, my weekend, and hers, it’s great to continue this creative thread outside of my Baltimore adventure. I open my fortune cookie, which says: “Watch for a stranger to soon become a friend.” That’s sort of how I’ve been living my life, as of late. We make more tea.

Pan Up.

Fade Out.

#doctorwho #peter capaldi #rachel talalay #regeneration who #baltimore #adventure #puppetcapaldi #fingerpuppetcapaldi #tinywonder #puppets

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daisychaindaydreamsblog · 6 years ago

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Wow, it almost feels surreal to be writing this blog post celebrating four years of blogging… I can remember when the idea of starting a blog first popped into my mind back in September 2015 when I was on holiday in Palm Cove… wow, how many exciting opportunities taking the first step of signing up to WordPress has led to.

For anyone who has recently started a blog (hello & welcome to the blogosphere lovely!) and to those who are interested but feel the industry has become ‘saturated’, I’d like to share some advice. Whilst I don’t consider myself an expert in this field and at this stage blogging in hobby and passion for me (aka I don’t make any income from it), I have learnt a few things during the past four years which I hope inspire you to follow your interests!

I truly believe everyone has something unique and valuable to contribute to the blogosphere, and regardless of the millions of blogs out there, your voice is important too. Also, please don’t be disheartening by the numbers and stats, especially in the beginning. I remember during the first three to six months I hardly had any views (well except myself and my mum haha) but I didn’t let it bother me and kept creating content that I enjoyed working on. I won’t say my blog grew overnight, because it didn’t, and I am still growing little by little, day by day, which to me is more than I could have imagined. 🙂

This reminds me of one of my favourite quotes by Rupi Kaur…

“You do not just wake up and become the butterfly – growth is a process”

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I thought I’d take a moment or two to reflect on some of my favourite milestones of my blogging journey so far…

Rewinding to March 2016, I attended my first fashion week and inspiring fashion writing workshops run by VAMFF, and remember feeling very excited to be there and taking notes in my Kikki.K pink leather journal and eating lots of goodies from the Insta-worthy grazing boards. I’ve found some ‘throwback’ pictures below…

Then in October 2016, I remember pinching myself when one of the beautiful dresses I had included in my Spring Racing Carnival Dress Guide was featured in Vogue. A very stylish coincidence…

Being featured in Collective Hub magazine in December 2016 was certainly one of those ‘pinch me’ moment for me and Daisy Chain Daydreams’ first appearance in print media. The magazine has since expanded and evolved into books and summits, however I remember reading their monthly magazines from way back. I still have a copy of this issue, and many others, sitting on my bookshelves (in true shelfie style, of course!).

Since my early blogging days, I think my content has blossomed alongside me… what started as a sprinkle of occasional blog posts has developed into regular weekly blog posts, Instagram photography and posts, Instagram Stories and video content too (including cooking tutorials, shopping hauls & beauty unboxings, which you can still access some of through my ‘highlights’ tiles over on my feed if you’re interested). I’d like to think my style of writing and curated digital presence has developed too, which you can see if you scroll through the archives of my blog and read some of my earliest entries… I haven’t deleted anything because everything I have created has led me to where I am today! I just checked now, and apparently this is my 330th blog post…

And more recently, I was flattered to have one of my articles about simple acts of kindness was featured on one of my favourite online publications called HomeBody Club, a space for modern mindfulness and wellbeing, in their weekly newsletter. I was also lucky to meet in real life in the beginning of August when Lucy Green hosted the first Homebody Club Community Brunch.

I have also connected with lots of kind and like-minded individuals and creatives in the blogosphere and Instagram community. I’m lucky to have found such supportive and inspiring people through my own blog. I’m a real believer in the saying ‘collaboration over competition and comparison’… I’ve also formed friendships with many of my readers and fellow creatives including the lovely A Girl & Grey, Stacey Louise White, Rolly Mag, A Beauty Wander, Autumn Girl and more!

Although blogging has never been about the numbers for me, and as cliché as it may sound it’s true, I am excited to have experienced incredible growth and increased engagement this year on both Instagram and readership of my blog, which has more than doubled since last year. Daisy Chain Daydreams blog recently reached the 30,000 milestone which has blown me away… It makes me so happy that you’re enjoying my content, so thank you from the bottom of my heart lovelies! 🙂

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I’d also like you say a big thank you to you, my readers and followers!

Whether you’ve recently discovered my blog, have been following for a year or two, or follow along on my @daisy_chain_daydreams Instagram page, your support truly means a lot. Thank you for reading, liking, subscribing, commenting and sharing my content, seeing you engage with and enjoying the content I create is one of the many rewarding aspects of blogging and I am grateful for the kind and genuine online community Daisy Chain Daydreams has allowed me to build over these four memorable years.

I look forward to many more years and ventures with Daisy Chain Daydreams and am excited to see what the future holds.

Daisy Chain Daydreams xox

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Daisy Chain Daydream’s 4th Blogging Anniversary… Wow, it almost feels surreal to be writing this blog post celebrating four years of blogging... I can remember when the idea of starting a blog first popped into my mind back in September 2015 when I was on holiday in Palm Cove...

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Dine Out Vancouver 2017 - Brunch Crawls - Overview

Disclosure: These were complimentary tastings and all opinions are my own.

It’s official. Dine Out Vancouver does brunch. Back for another year, this event, presented by Vancouver Foodster, takes eager diners on an efficient tour of neighbourhoods in Vancouver known for their great food and drink. This year I had the fortune of attending 4 different brunch crawls. For a quick overview of my favourite foods of these crawls (and a general picture of what you’ll find in subsequent crawls), read on past the jump.

It’s not easy visiting 20 venues in 4 days, but Team Tastic did it.

Kitsilano Brunch Crawl

We started at Silk Road Tea where we received samples of, you guessed it, tea! My favourite here was the London Fog Tea Latte.

London Fog Tea Latte

Next up was Be Fresh Market Cafe. This was a neat little grocer and they had a dainty display of their goods including Bullet Proof Coffee (with grass feed butter and coconut oil), Coconut Musli (raw rolled oats), and the Upbeat Toast (bruschetta with beet balsamic).

Bullet Proof Coffee, Coconut Musle, and Upbeat Toast

Next we headed to Rocky Mountain Flatbread. I was feeling vegetarian this morning (it doesn’t happen often) and so I went for the Market Breakfast pizza (seasonal vegetables, three-herb pesto, and goat cheese). There were also some spiked drinks and I indulged in a Bloody Caesar.

Market Breakfast Pizza

Bloody Caesar and Orange Gin

Next up was Kahve serving up some Pecan Chewies.

Pecan Chewies

Finally, Rain or Shine had the sweetest finish with their Banana Pudding Ice Cream.

Banana Pudding Ice Cream

East Village Brunch Crawl

Nonna’s Table was the meeting location and we started the day with a plate of scrambled eggs, hash browns, and French toast.

Breakfast Sampler

Moving onto The Gourmet Warehouse, it turns out they produced their own scones (I chose cheese) for the event and served them with Plain ol’ Strawberry Jam and Bean Around The World Coffee.

Scones and Jams

We hit up Platform 7 Coffee afterwards for a beautiful Cortado.

Cortado

Moving east along East Village we got to Di Oliva next where we tried unlimited olive oil, basalmic vinegar, and foccacia.

Olive Oils and Balsamic Vinegars

Finally, Italia Bakery was serving a small box of Strawberry Chocolate Cannoli and a Strawberry Cream Puff.

Yaletown Brunch Crawl

Cannoli and Cream Puff

Rocanini Coffee Roasters was serving an 8oz Rum Latte. This was a hefty double shot with non-alcoholic rum flavouring. The rum flavour had sunk to the bottom but it was packed with flavour when I got there.

8oz Rum Latte

House Special served a Lunar New Year-inspired dish with Congee Noir, Vietnamese Festival Cake, and Steamed Glass Dumplings. This amount of variety made me enjoy this stop the most for this crawl.

House Special Sampler

Ganache Patisserie had a dessert sampler with Croissant, Croissant aux Bleuets-Mres, Goyave Citron Mandarine, Madeleine, and a Macaron. So much content on one plate! They even had time to drizzle a line of chocolate on the side of the plate.

Dessert Sampler

Living Produce Aisle had a Green Dream Smoothie, Peanut Butter Cup Smoothie, and Microgreen Salad. Fun fact: everything was grown in-house to produce these goods. That’s probably as local as it gets!

Microgreen Salad and Smoothies

TeaJa Organic Teas rounded out the set with a sampler of teas and granola.

Organic Teas and Granola

West End Brunch Crawl

We started this day off at Pappa Roti where they were serving Coconut Rollies and Choco Banana Rollies. These were served with an Ice-Blended Signature Chocolate or Signature Karak Tea. The winning combination for me here was the Choco Banana Rollie with the Ice-Blended Signature Chocolate because chocolate in the morning is my cure for many things.

Rollies and Drinks

Next up was De Dutch Pannakoek House. These were some hearty De Bakon Pannekoeken heated up and served with a savoury slice of melted cheese.

De Bakon and Cheese Pannekoeken

Styo Dessert was serving a Ham & Cheese Croissant-Stuffed Waffle, Blueberry Croissant-Stuffed Waffle, and an Antioxidant Berry Smoothie (Dairy-Free). The waffles here had an inherent croissant flakiness and the butteriness made these a delicious treat and my favourite stop of the day.

Croissant-Stuffed Waffles and Antioxidant Berry Smoothie

Ritual was serving a Yam of your Dreams with Pulled Pork and partnered up with Commodity Juicery to serve a 6oz Upbeet Smoothie. This actually was the yam of my dreams with a very savoury pulled pork. The Upbeet Smoothie had a strong beet taste but was still easy to drink. It was a hard toss-up between Ritual and Styo for choice venue but both would be solid contenders.

Yam of Your Dreams and Upbeet Smoothie

Last but not least, Punto Pasta (rebranded from Verifood) was serving a tasting of their homemade pizza. Between the Pizza Margherita, Pizza with Veggies, and Pizza Carbonara, I enjoyed the Pizza Margherita best. The dough here had a lot of texture and the ingredients clung on well. I also had an americano with my pizza.

Homemade Pizzas

Final Thoughts:

I think the biggest benefit of going on these brunch crawls is the near-instant service. Everything is pre-planned for you; you just have to make it to the eateries! Once you’re done, you don’t have to pay the restaurants unless you’re ordering further items, and you can simply leave the space and move onto the next venue.

The portions between crawls varied with the West End brunch crawl being the most filling. I’d consider any future crawls that don’t feature a tea stop a worthy crawl as a stop with carbs is a stop I know I can enjoy. Check out what Vancouver Foodster is up to next on their website!

#dovf #vancouver #brunch #kitsilano #west end #yaletown #east village

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respiratory-kristem · 5 months ago

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"Got a Rollie for the brunch and a Patеk for the show!"

"One to the kidney, two to the dome~"

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hoodoverhollywood · 6 months ago

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“Long overdue”- Baddies Midwest fans react to Rollie and Slim’s fight

Episode 8 of Baddies Midwest came out on December 15. The episode featured escalating fights between Dolly and Emma. When Summer joined the bandwagon and started hitting Emma, Ivori interrupted and held her back. The feud started between Biggie and Natalie as the latter texted Rollie to not include Biggie at their brunch due to her ongoing issues with Akbar. The episode also highlighted a…

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What’s Hot South Florida Mar. 7- Mar. 11

Thursday, March 7

The Pub invites you to join Michael Ross and Cliff Roberts for the newest game show on the drive: “Name The Song” every Thursday starting tonight at 8:30pm. Organize a team or go solo.

All Hotspots readers are invited to the private grand opening party of Miami’s wildest swingers club for men: Backdoor Miami inside Miami Velvet (3901 NW 77th Avenue, Miami) from 10pm to 4am. All first timers, get a free membership. For more info go to: BackDoorMiami.com.

Friday, March 8

Twist would like everyone to notice that popular South Beach bartender, Charlie, is now serving behind their bars. You can catch him tonight and tomorrow night along with the sounds of DJ Mika.

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Saturday, March 9

The annual Equality Florida Miami Celebration presented by PNC Bank is from 6-8pm at the Nobu Eden Roc Miami Beach (4525 Collins Avenue). Tickets are $125 in advance and $150 at the door nd can be purchased at: EQFL.org/miamicelebration or by calling 352-283-0271.

The Outlandish Performance Series presents Miss Richfield 1981 in “Gender Fluids” at the Sunshine Cathedral at 8pm. Back for her fourth consecutive year, Miss R s determined to find non-binary answers to our increasingly complex world! With all new music, videos and costumes, this hilarious show celebrates all the genders – both old and new! For tickets, go to OutlandishFL.com.

Club Fort Lauderdale features their monthly CumUnion party from 3 to 7pm.

Georgie’s Alibi/Monkey Bar presents a birthday bash for international DJ/Producer Alex Ramos.

The Eighteenth Annual Miami Beach Garden Tour returns today from 10am– 3pm. Visit six private gardens, each with a distinctive character, ranging from the classic to the uber modern. This self-guided tour begins and ends at the Miami Beach Botanical Garden for check-in, ticket purchase and tour map pick up. Don’t want to drive or bike? Take advantage of the shuttle service departing from the Botanical Garden hourly from 10am-1pm for an additional $20. General Admission tickets are $30 for Garden members and $35 for not yet members, and can be purchased at mbgarden.org.

Barbie is turning 60, and to celebrate this very special occasion, Matty’s Wilton Park and Art Gallery 21 in Wilton Manors, are hosting a huge 60th birthday party! For more information see the feature in this magazine!

The Ramrod presents their monthly (2nd Sat of the month) Underground Invasion, where it’s all about the music. This month’s DJ is Tomas Arias.

The Manor Complex presents “Spring Fling” in the Ballroom starring DJ extraordinaire Monty Q. In the Ivy Dance Room and Patio, Noche Latina Saturdays celebrates “Mardi Gras” starring Kalah Mendoza and Zaira Houston, along with DJ Ricardo Torres and sexy Latin Go-Go papi’s. Doors open at 11pm to 4am, and feature NO COVER before midnight (FL Res) and only $7 for members after midnight and $10 for non-members (18-20 – $12 all night).

Sunday, March 10

Pier Sixty Six Hotel and Marina will host the GMCSF’s (Gay Men’s Chorus of South Florida) highly anticipated Mardi Gras themed Gala Brunch. The brunch will take place in the gorgeous Crystal Ballroom, and it will include open bar and a sumptuous plated brunch. Attended each year by nearly 500 of South Florida’s most enthusiastic and illustrious community leaders, this event is not to be missed! Tickets are $90, and can be purchased at:.gaymenschorusofsouthflorida.org/brunch. The Pub presents the monthly Lady Fancy Variety Show at 7pm. This month she is paying tribute to Bette Midler, and Lady Fancy will be joined by Nancy Ross, Candy Cox and RaeJean Cox.

Monday, March 11

The annual Miss Miami Beach Pride, takes place at the Faena Theater (3201 Collins Ave). The night will honor Elishaly D’witshes, Miss Miami Beach Pride 2018. The Stela Rosa Red Carpet is from 7:30-8:30pm with the pageant starting promptly at 9pm. The night will be hosted by Tiffany T Fantasia and Athena Dion, feature the sounds of DJ Sushiman, as well as Kitty Meow at the door, and feature special guest performers. To purchase tickets go to Missmiamibeachpride.brownpapertickets.com.

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My good friends Latrice Royale and her hubby Christopher Hamblin present their annual Mr. and Miss Pride South Florida 2019 Pageant on Monday, March 18 at the beautiful Aventura Arts and Cultural Center. The night will honor Rolly Villaverde and Dee Ranged (Mr. and Miss Pride South Florida 2018) and feature hostesses Nikki Adams and Sasha Sommers and performances by Wendy Williams, Tayanna Love, Raul Vegas, Porsha Chambers, Missy Meyakie Lepaige, Elishaly D’Witshes, Jeffrey Kelly, Delores T. Van Cartier, Judas Elliot and very special guest, the one and only Tommie Ross. Categories include: Presentation (show your pride), Talent, Swimwear, Formal Wear and Q&A (top 5 only). For more information go to: PridesouthFL.com.

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The Emmy Award-winning Queer Eye returns ready to transform the stylistically challenged into hip and happening savants at the hands of the Fab Five. This season, these fearless ambassadors of taste are headed to Kansas City to bring their infectious brand of self-love, confidence and encouragement to a whole new roster of heroes.

The series returned to Netflix in 2018 going global and introducing audiences around the world to a modern aesthetic, diverse perspectives and a brand new Fab Five: Antoni Porowski (Food & Wine), Bobby Berk (Interior Design), Jonathan Van Ness (Grooming), Karamo Brown (Culture) and Tan France (Fashion).

Queer Eye Season 3 launches globally on Netflix March 15, 2019.

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What’s Hot South Florida Mar. 7- Mar. 11

Thursday, March 7

The Pub invites you to join Michael Ross and Cliff Roberts for the newest game show on the drive: “Name The Song” every Thursday starting tonight at 8:30pm. Organize a team or go solo.

Friday, March 8

Twist would like everyone to notice that popular South Beach bartender, Charlie, is now serving behind their bars. You can catch him tonight and tomorrow night along with the sounds of DJ Mika.

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Saturday, March 9

Club Fort Lauderdale features their monthly CumUnion party from 3 to 7pm.

Georgie’s Alibi/Monkey Bar presents a birthday bash for international DJ/Producer Alex Ramos.

The Ramrod presents their monthly (2nd Sat of the month) Underground Invasion, where it’s all about the music. This month’s DJ is Tomas Arias.

Sunday, March 10

Monday, March 11

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This is HOT

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Queer Eye Season 3 launches globally on Netflix March 15, 2019.

from Hotspots! Magazine https://hotspotsmagazine.com/2019/03/06/whats-hot-south-florida-mar-7-mar-11/ from Hot Spots Magazine https://hotspotsmagazine.tumblr.com/post/183271281945

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hotspotsmagazine · 6 years ago

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What’s Hot South Florida Mar. 7- Mar. 11

Thursday, March 7

The Pub invites you to join Michael Ross and Cliff Roberts for the newest game show on the drive: “Name The Song” every Thursday starting tonight at 8:30pm. Organize a team or go solo.

Friday, March 8

Twist would like everyone to notice that popular South Beach bartender, Charlie, is now serving behind their bars. You can catch him tonight and tomorrow night along with the sounds of DJ Mika.

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Saturday, March 9

Club Fort Lauderdale features their monthly CumUnion party from 3 to 7pm.

Georgie’s Alibi/Monkey Bar presents a birthday bash for international DJ/Producer Alex Ramos.

The Ramrod presents their monthly (2nd Sat of the month) Underground Invasion, where it’s all about the music. This month’s DJ is Tomas Arias.

Sunday, March 10

Monday, March 11

Hot Stuff

This is HOT

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Queer Eye Season 3 launches globally on Netflix March 15, 2019.

from Hotspots! Magazine https://hotspotsmagazine.com/2019/03/06/whats-hot-south-florida-mar-7-mar-11/

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