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rockstar (peter parker x gn reader)

genre: fluff with a lil angst 

summary: peter always comes to the reader when he’s hurt, but reader wonders if it could mean something more.

words: 1465 ( more or less LMAO)

warnings: light cursing, peter being hurt, some kissing? idk if that counts sorry lol.

a/n: hello! so this is inspired by the song Lover of Mine by 5 Seconds of Summer so i strongly reccomend listening to it by reading! if u prefer to read it on wattpad from my peter parker imagines book, click here !

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knock knock!

I was abrubtly woken from my peaceful sleep by the loud sounds coming from my window.

"What the hell," I muttered out as I groggily checked the current time. 3:47 am. I reluctantly made my way over, having a feeling it was a certain webslinger. I peeled open the entrance to see Peter, still in his spidey suit, without the mask may I add. I grabbed onto his broad shoulders, pulling him through the opening, almost slipping on the hard floor due to my fuzzy socks.

"Pete, what are you doing, people could see you without the mask." I heard his feet as he quietly padded over to sit on my soft comforter with an obvious limp.

I went over to my lamp and switched it on, a warm glow being strewn across the room by it. As Peter sat on my bed, I turned to meet him, gasping at what had been brought to my attention by the light. I rushed over to the boy, pressing the spider in the center of his suit, causing it to slide off and pool at his feet.

Peter grimaced as I soflty dragged my fingers against his bruised and battered skin from where I sat on the floor next to my bed.

"What happened to you, Pete?" I spoke, looking up at him, my facial expression laced with concern.

"Well," he began as he tried to sit up, groaning in the process, "just got hit a little harder than usual, that's all. It's no biggie, really."

I sighed, placing a tender hand on his from where I sat on the floor in a crouching position. I stood up, my hand staying in the same position.

"It kinda looks like a biggie, bud." One of my hands moved to run itself through his messy brown locks as I looked him up and down once more, scanning for any underlying injuries I might have missed at first look.

He flashed me a tired smile which I returned.

"I'm gonna go grab some stuff to patch you up, k?" This time I gave him a small smile, and he was the one who returned it gratefully.

"Thank you y/n." I squeezed his now bare hand, standing and turning to go.

"It's no problem, Pete, honestly." 

As I tried to leave, he lightly tugged me back by my wrist, catching me by surpise. My breath caught in my throat at the action.

"Really, y/n, I don't know what I would do without you."

I smiled at him once more, "Same to you, BugBoy"

He released my hand, allowing me to go get his supplies. As I gathered what I needed from the cabinet, my head was clouded with thoughts of the boy. The same thoughts that had been clouding my head since the day I had met him.

We had first met at midtown through decathlon, and grew quite close. I was entranced by the boy and everything about him, from his starwars obsession to the way he would rant about different scientific theories. It made my heart swell for reasons I would like to think I couldn't understand. He would confine in me with any problems he was going through, such as Uncle Ben passing, or even some of his biggest secrets, Spider-Man being one of them.

He hadn't meant for me to find out. Not in the way I did, at least.

It had been after a long day at school, when Ned had gone to hang out with Peter and build the lego deathstar, and I tagged along to surprise him, as I had been gone on a trip for quite some time and wanted to see him. Turns out I was the one in for a surprise, because I found out peter was Spider-Man that same day when he walked in on the ceiling through his window. It was a bit of a shock to say the least.

My feelings had only grown for the boy since that point, which also left me with uncalled for emotions that I had a difficult time dealing with. Especially when Peter would do this every time he would get hurt. This whole routine of coming to me at ungodly hours of the night, and me patching him up every time without question. It was sad to say the least. 

The way my heart would ache for the boy in red, so much so that I would sacrifice so much for his happiness, whatever form that would take. 

I tried to deny the feelings that would arise when I was around him, and God, was it difficult. I looked myself in the mirror, taking a deep breath. I walked back out to where Peter was waiting for me, reaching out and placing all the supplies on my mahogony side table.

"I know you hate hearing this, but we might have to do stitches, Pete."

He groaned, looking up to my poster covered ceiling as if one of the singers on the paper would somehow deny the fact he needed the medical attention.

He looked back at me, giving me puppy dog eyes.

"Come on, Rockstar? Really?"

My heart swelled at the nickname he had gifted me after finding out about my love for music, one of the many things we bonded over. I was tempted to give in, but quickly snapped out of it.

"Nice try, Peter, but this is for your own good, so lets just get it over with, yeah?"

His head dropped and he nodded, looking down to his feet.

"Head up, bub, I need to be able to see what I'm doing and get this done before it starts to scab." I could have sworn Peter's pupils dialated and he seemed a little off at the pet name, but yet again, it was nearly 4 am, so I very well could have been imagining things, and probably was.

As I started to run the needle through the forming scar, he let out a whimper, gripping my shoulder in pain as his eyes screwed shut. He did this often, grabbing me “as hard as he could” whenever he was hurting. 

It was an idea I had introduced to him to deal with any especially bad injuries, our little way of dealing with the pain. I knew it might cause me some minor damage, as he would never hurt me. I assured Peter every time that I felt okay, but something nagged at me telling me he felt guilty, and that he wasn't gripping as hard as he could.

As I went through what I imagined was an especially painful part, he cursed loudly under his breath.

"Fuck!"

I stopped what I was doing momentarily to check on him after the short outburst, unusual for his kind and calm demeanor.

"Are you okay, Peter?"

He moved his large hands to tightly grip his hair, moving down to his neck, back and forth.

"No, y/n! I'm not okay. I'm hurting, I'm hurting so bad, y/n/n" His volume increased and decreased again, silent tears falling down his face.

I had dropped the needle that I had been using, shocked by his volume. I picked it back up again, resuming my task with conceringly shaky hands.

"I can try to be softer if it would help, Pete." My voice was gentle as I spoke, in a feeble attempt to not upset him further. 

He looked at me and to his shoes as he began to talk, his voice low I could barely hear him.

"No, y/n, it's not you, you're doing amazing, it's just," he didn't finish his sentence, he rather just trailed off.

I blew out a deep breath, my eyes never leaving the work in front of me.

"What is it, Peter?"

I tied the knot on the stiches, cutting the thread and disposing of the needle in the small biohazard waste kit froom the first aid box.

I stood up directly in front of him to where I was slightly higher up than him. I reached a hand forward, wiping away a stray tear. He took my wrists in his hands, taking me off guard.

"Actually, y/n, I lied." I tensed, concerned about what he was going to say.

"It is you. It's always been you."

Confusion consumed me as I shook my head, and I wondered if it was just my tired state that had caused the emotions.

"Peter, what do you mean you're not making any sens-"

Before I could finish my sentence, he leaned forward encapsulating our lips in a sweet and long awaited kiss. He let go of my wrists, moving his own hands, one to rest around my waist protectivley, the other on the back of my neck under my hair. I moved one of mine to lazily drape over his left shoulder, the other playing with the curls on the nape of his neck. The kiss lasted a long while, but not long enough.

Our hands went to the sides of each others faces when we parted, and his own strong hands started running small circles on my jaw. As we struggled to catch our breaths, he began to speak, the boyish smile I loved so much covering his face.

"My feelings for you are there, Y/n, always have been, and they always will be. I want you to take all of me, Rockstar."

I giggled at the wording of his statement, appreciating it nonetheless. He pressed our foreheads together, a mutal content taking over us.

"Although that was extremely cheesy, I’ll allow it this once. You have no idea how long I've wanted you to say that, BugBoy."

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Carol did not relent as she berated Mary Jane in front of the entire team in the heart of the ship, “What did I say to you? You were to stay on earth, where you belong.”

Mary Jane tipped her chin up defiantly, “I’m an asset to the team.” “You’re a teenager,” Steve interjected. “All due respect,” Mary Jane said without any respect to spare, “Your guys lost a teenager. I think listening to the adults because they’re adults stopped being a valid argument the moment Peter was flung into space.” “Mary Jane,” Carol said calmly, “That was a direct order.” “I resigned my post with Nick hours before the snap. I don’t report to you. To any of you,” she leaned leisurely against the wall. “Besides, it’s not like you can ground me now. We’re already several systems away from Earth.” Carol stormed out of the room. Mary Jane did not flinch. Thor lumbered up to Mary Jane and squinted down at her. She did not blink. The Asgardian smiled broadly, “I like your spunk Mary.” “Mary Jane,” she corrected him. He paused, thoroughly confused, “Is it Mary or Jane?” “It’s both,” she gawked at him. “Mary Jane.” “Mary or Jane.” “No,” she sighed. “Mary Jane.” “Yes, Mary or Jane??” “It’s BOTH!” “Shut up!” The wild raccoon in the corner yelled.

Now free from the tiny closet she had stowed away in, Mary Jane openly explored the ship. She ran her fingertips along the grooves of the metal as she walked from corridor to corridor. It was a strange ship, as if Carol had tried to make the steel and machinery as close to an earthly home as possible. It ached of homesickness. And Mary Jane couldn’t help but wonder if the ship that Peter had taken off in looked like this one, or if it had been a metal cage. Mary Jane brushed her hand across the small button imbedded in a nearby wall and with a whoosh an invisible door swung open. She stepped inside and tacked on the wall like some b-rated private investigator was a collage of information on all of the Avengers. Different colored strings connected the pictures. Mary Jane didn’t even try to discern what colors meant what. Her eyes were glued to one picture in particular— Peter. He was in his school clothes. He was wearing those jeans that never quite fit him right and he had his cozy Midtown gym sweatshirt hanging off his hands like kitten paws. The picture version of Peter was laughing with someone, but they were cut out of the frame. Her heart sank. Mary Jane touched her fingertips to the edge of the picture. Peter. “You shouldn’t go poking your nose around unfamiliar places. You never know which of these doors could be an airlock,” Carol said. She did not turn around the face the blonde. Mary Jane was singularly focused on Peter’s smiling face, “What is this room?” She heard, but did not see, Carol walk across the room and take up a seat on a desk. “Nick had me on call for Avengers duty as soon as he formed the team. If things got really bad I was supposed to swoop in to help. I figured I should know the names and faces of my would-be teammates.” “And the strings?” Mary Jane questioned. “Relationships. It would make it easier to keep all the politics straight if I had to touch down. Who slept with who. Who disliked who. Mentorships. Friendships. It kept it straight in my head.” Mary Jane nodded, and turned to face Carol head-on, “I’m not sorry.” Carol sighed, exhausted, “I know.” “And I know I can help.” “I know that, too.” “Then, why didn’t you let me come in the first place?” The older woman reached into the desk drawer beside her and pulled out a Manila envelope. The back of Mary Jane’s neck tingled. Carol pulled a picture free from the items inside, and offered it to the Junior agent. With an unsteady hand, she took the picture and flipped it over. There, in color, was the complete picture of Peter hanging on the wall. The person beside him was a beaming Mary Jane. Her breath hitched. And Carol spoke, deadly calm, “If we get there and it’s bad news, I can’t afford to have you lose your head. It’s why I tried to ground you.” “Shuri said,” Mary Jane felt her eyes water, “Dusting can be reversed.” “She thinks,” Carol corrected. “She thinks it can be reversed. And what if he hasn’t been dusted? What if Thanos killed him outright? You have no idea what you’re walking into.” She shook her head violently, “Don’t say that.” Carol nodded to herself and pulled herself out of her chair. She walked silently to the door of the room and paused before she exited for one last word, “Whatever we find, you’re not ready.”

It took nearly three weeks to retrace all of Thanos’ steps with half-pieced together information scattered across the cosmos. And even still, the team only landed on some semblance of helpful information when Carol tracked down a woman named Nebula drinking herself under the table in at a cantina in the Mists. The blue woman swatted Carol away, “I said get out of my face.” The raccoon, Rocket, bore his teeth, “Where. Is. Quill?” “Dead,” she said, meanly, slamming her glass down on the bar table. “Ash. Along with all your stupid friends.” Rocket launched himself toward her. Thor grabbed the raccoon by the middle and swung him away before a fight could break out. “Settle, rabbit, settle,” Thor said. “We need your help,” Carol said, unruffled. “Two of our guys went missing. We need to find them, then find Thanos and reverse the dusting.” Nebula snorted into her glass, “You’re going to stop Thanos? There’s only one woman in the galaxy that can and she’s dead.” Rocket stopped thrashing in Thor’s arms. His voice was devoid of any emotion, raked free of it from the heavy weight of loss, “Gamora.” Nebula sneered. “If you’re looking for that Terran in the red suit, he’s out back.” “Peter,” Mary Jane sprinted. She pushed through the crowds of aliens and wiggles her way out the back door. “Peter are you—“ But Peter wasn’t there. Instead, she was met with Tony Stark’s blank, red eyes. His knees were tucked into his chest and he had a half-empty bottle dangling from his fist. “Mr. Stark?” Mary Jane whispered. The tech billionaire snapped his head up, “Peter?” Mary Jane nearly heaved. They both searched for the same ghost. The lost boy. “No,” she shook her head, “I’m Mary Jane Watson. I was assigned to—“ “Peter’s case by SHIELD. I know. I read your reports,” Tony slumped back against the brick. She was almost too afraid to ask, “Mr. Stark, where is Peter?” He moved his mouth, he replied, but all Mary Jane heard was white, tinny noise. It rung like church bells in her ears. She knew what he said, and Carol was right. She was not ready. “No,” she whispered. “He’s fine,” she broke. Tony turned his head back into the safety of his bottle and Mary Jane felt her world tumble from beneath her feet. Alone, again. In a galaxy full of beings, she was all alone.

Carol struggled to sober Tony up. Nebula outrightly refused and no one on the team, save Thor, had the skill to stop the habit, and even Thor was a little too afraid to get too close to Nebula. There was more broken in her than just nuts and bolts. Still, with Tony and Nebula’s help, the incomplete and fractured Avengers’ began to plot to save the universe.

Nebula had thoughts and leads as to where to find Thanos, which she never divulged to anyone but Carol in long, restless meetings behind durasteel that Mary Jane was not allowed to penetrate. She had been told, in not so many words, that she had been grounded from sensitive intel. Her antics as a stowaway saw to that.

Being left out of important meetings meant that she was often left to wait. And wait. And wait. She once read that to become an expert in anything, people had to invest 10,000 hours. She mirthlessly thought at the pace the team was going to save the universe she was slowly going to become an expert in waiting.

Tony watched her from the corners, too, which was unsettling. He looked at her with his bleary, newly-sober eyes, and it grated on her patience. “Can I help you?” she snapped at him one afternoon.

The billionaire took a sip of a tea that smelled funky from five feet away. He slapped his lips together and cut to the heart of her insecurities that had been building steadily in the weeks she had been stranded in space without agency and purpose, “If we get him back, what are you going to tell him?”

Mary Jane forcefully scoffed, playing the role of indifferent to his tasteless probing, “That’s none of your business.”

“Sure,” Tony agreed, “But he is going to have questions. Starting with why you’re in space.”

“Let’s just worry about getting him undusted.” Tony infuriatingly lifted his cup to his mouth and took another swig of the foul tea. Mary Jane snapped, “You don’t get to judge me. You’re the one that got him killed.”

Tony immediately reacted. He slammed his cup down on a nearby table and leapt out of his chair ferociously, “That isn’t fair. I tried to ground him.”

“Not hard enough.”

“What is with you Midtown kids getting yourselves propelled into space, anyway? Huh? Especially when the adults tell you not to follow us. To stay put.”  

“You got Peter killed!” Mary Jane accused him. There was no room for forgiveness in her tone. All of that had been swept away by the wind as everyone she loved died. Hopelessness made her cruel. Devastation striped her of all of her good will.

Tony’s eye twitched. “I know.”

They did not speak again until the team found Thanos on a small, uninhabited moon in the same system as Titan six days later.

Iron-Man yelled to Mary Jane across the foreign planet’s battlefield as Thanos used the full power of the Infinity Stones to beat back their entire team. “Mary Jane, the blaster! Use the blaster!”

She fumbled for the small gun that Rocket strapped to her belt before they landed planet-side. She expected the kick of the blaster to be like Earth weapons. It was not. She launched the laser at Thanos’ head and it kicked her back into the dirt. It knocked the wind out of her. It made her head pound.

Mary Jane tried to rally her body, to stand, but she was disoriented.

From afar, she could see the rest of her team throwing everything, their full power, in rapid succession at the purple alien. Thanos looked at the Avengers like they were mild irritants, not a fully superpowered team. Only Carol continually landed disarming blows on Thanos’ person.

She made him bleed.

And Mary Jane found the strength to stand.

She lifted the blaster again, squinted and zeroed-in on the Thanos’ right hand. The gauntlet seemed fused into his skin. There were violent scars licking up his arms. The residual damage from destroying half the universe was gruesome.

She exhaled and fired off the blaster. It chinked off of the gauntlet and the speed of the blast compounded with the angle from which she shot it off, wiggled the gauntlet free from his hand a little. A little was all they needed.

Rocket tossed his entire body on Thanos’ arm and began to tug the gauntlet off. Thanos tried to toss Rocket away, but Clint let arrow after arrow fly, occupying Thanos. Steve ran across the dirt and slammed his shield into Thanos’ face, and down he went like a child. Kicked into the ground.

One against a team was barely enough to keep Thanos down. Then, mercifully, the Rocket got the gauntlet free.

Steve took it up and slid the gauntlet on his arm. Carol, Thor, and Nebula restrained Thanos. And Tony panicked, “Steve. Whatever you’re thinking. Don’t.”

“He snapped the universe away,” Steve looked down at the gauntlet, transfixed. “I can snap it back.”

Natasha shook her head, “That much power will kill you, Cap.”

“It’s seventy years overdue.”

“Steve—” Another voice pleaded.

Captain America snapped his fingers. And saved the world.

The world pieced together like a puzzle. Things happened out of order. Dust crowded the heavens, like an impending rainstorm, and then people began to reform. Wherever they had died, they returned.

May Parker woke up on her kitchen floor, clutching the towel she had grabbed the morning she disappeared to wipe down the counters.

Ned Leeds returned in the Parker bathroom and startled when he was suddenly in front of a mirror, as if to watch his hands.

Peter Parker woke up staring at a browning sky on a planet called Titan. He almost expected to see Tony peering over him as Peter begged not to go, but he was all alone.

The Infinity Gauntlet clattered to the ground. There was no Steve Rogers. Just a hunk of metal.

Thor roared in fury and swung his hammer. At once he was judge, jury and executioner.

She tried to be patient when the team flew to Titan to collect the Guardians and Peter and someone named Doctor Strange. Mary Jane tried not to let her hope get the best of her. Steve had sacrificed everything to save the universe, but there were not guarantees that it worked. After all, Shuri was the most brilliant person that Mary Jane had ever met and even she had called the regeneration theory unlikely.

Still, when the metal doors whooshed open when they landed on Titan, she anxiously tapped her foot. There were too many variables, too many unknowns, and she did not like her odds of seeing Peter again. But damn her, she hoped. Beside her, Carol held Mary Jane’s hand.

When she stepped off the ships, her eyes searched the desolate landscape for Peter. She saw others she did not recognize, but not Peter. Her heart began to race and thud and thunder. Until—

“—MJ?”

She turned around and there, in some stupid upgraded costume with his hair blown every which way, was Peter Parker. She was not sure who moved first, her or him, but one moment they were steps apart and they next they were crashing into each other’s arms. Gripping. Clutching. Breathless.

“You’re alive,” she choked on tears that threatened to spill loose. “You’re alive.”

“You’re here,” he replied, kissing every available inch of her face. “How are you here?”

Mary Jane threw her arms around his neck and tugged him to her almost too tightly. They swayed. “You got yourself beamed into space, you absolute moron. What else was I supposed to do? Wait at home?”

He laughed hoarsely, “God, I missed you.” He held her face in his hands and whisked her into the most singular kiss of her life thus far. The dreary planet ceases to weep and, for the first time in a century, it sparkled with life. The kiss revived whatever life was once on Titan, when young people there were able to laugh, fall in love, and live. It was a fleeting memory of happiness for the planet. And a joyous moment of reunion for the lovers.

From beyond their embrace, Carol handed out warm blankets to the returned dead. When she reached Peter, Mary Jane was loathe to extricate herself from the shower of heady kisses. He laughed against her mouth, “Michelle, hang on, this nice lady--”

“—Carol,” Captain Marvel offered.

“Carol,” Peter amended, “has something for us.”  

“Nice to meet you, Mister Parker,” Carol smiled, “And well done, Agent Watson,” Carol said, offering Mary Jane a warm blanket.

Peter blinked. And then, his eyes narrowed, “Agent Watson?”

“You lied,” he said bluntly. He laid out the truth perfectly clear and did not leave any wiggle room for half-truths or silly excuses. After years of sustaining a cover, Mary Jane was finally all out in the open without the hulking shadow of Michelle to keep her warm. It was a relief unlike any she had ever known.

Yet, she could not miss the look of pure betrayal in his mournful eyes. Her heart didn’t allow it. Peter Parker looked devastated. His entire world had just been torn apart from the inside-out. He had been erased from existence. And to top it all off, she was a liar. “You lied to me,” he said a little louder. “And I trusted you. I trusted you more than anyone.”

“Peter, what you have to understand,” Mary Jane adopted the perfect, calm SHIELD persona. She loathed the professional tone that hijacked her voice. The spy, not the girl, had taken over.

He pushed back, “I don’t have to understand a thing.”

The metal hull of the ship did not echo. There was nothing and no one to hear them in space. The other Avengers were all congregating on the top deck of the ship, which now felt like another galaxy all on its own. Mary Jane and Peter were completely alone.

“So what?” He challenged her and inadvertently stepped into her space. It was as if he was regaining his sea legs, after the dusting. Space and time were still foreign things. “I was some kind of mark?”

“Mission,” she corrected him. “I’m not an assassin.”

He choked on a bitter laugh, “What? Like I’m supposed to believe that? After everything? I don’t trust you. I can’t.”

His words hurt. They chipped away at the hopes she had been harboring for weeks as she searched the galaxy for him. At night, she had stared at the ceiling of the small cabin she had been afforded as a stowaway and dreamt of him. She had concocted a million versions of their reunion but fighting on the ship, him being unforgiving in the face of her deceit, had not been in her imaginings.

They had been far more amorous.

The hurt blackened her blood and she felt her heart began to build walls. The lie popped out of her so easily, so coldly that she almost believed it. Her words were callous and calculated in the very manner in which she had been trained. And she wanted to take them back as soon as they flapped free. “I had to save Nick. Saving you too was just collateral to that mission.”

She watched her words impact his chest, like a bullet to the heart. He buckled under the cruelty of the lie and shrunk away. “Fine,” he said. “I get it.”

“Peter,” she said helplessly.

His shoulders tensed just before he reached the door and he paused. Mary Jane heard her heart plead for him to turn around. To give her one more chance. He did not look back. “I took you to my Dad’s spot,” he whispered. And then, he wrenched open the door and disappeared into the darkness of the ship.

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Scarlet Fire Cannabis Dispensary, Toronto

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Scarlet Fire Cannabis Dispensary in Toronto

11 Aug 2021

Design: SevenPoint Interiors

Location: Toronto, Ontario, Canada

Scarlet Fire

The unexpected, one-of-a-kind store celebrates Dead Head founder David Ellison’s passion for cannabis, music, magic, and psychedelia

Former Toronto securities lawyer, David Ellison, tuned in, turned on and dropped out of the rat race to open a Grateful Dead inspired cannabis store Scarlet Fire Cannabis Co., that Marijuana Venture Magazine calls “a dispensary experience unlike any other”. The offbeat and funky cannabis retail store reflects the founder’s love for the iconic American counterculture band where Dead Heads and those looking to experience the band’s magic can revel in mesmerizing decor and wax cosmic with the highly knowledgeable team of cannabis experts while listening to the Grateful Dead and other jam bands the Dead inspired.

The store was designed by SevenPoint Interiors, an acclaimed design and manufacturing firm specializing in cannabis retail. The team transformed what had been a soulless check-cashing store into a colorful, sophisticated tribute to the iconic band’s aesthetic with the intention to transport customers to an altered state of consciousness. Outside the front window, people first see a series of portholes cut through scarlet-stained panels backdropped by a circular screen of moving psychedelic images—dubbed “The Rabbit Hole”. This creates a somewhat hallucinatory optical illusion to curious passersby that often stop and curiously stare at the unique psychedelic visual trying to figure out what it is. Once inside the store, customers realize what they saw was not an illusion, but in fact very real and entirely different from what they thought they saw from outside.

“At Scarlet Fire, we wanted to create a customer engagement so different from what they are used to,” says Ellison. “We start our customers on a journey and educate them. We’ve created a place where cannabis, music, magic, and psychedelia merge.”

The design of Scarlet Fire provides Dead Heads and non-DeadHeads alike with a visual glimpse into the band’s magical ability to create a one-of-a-kind psychedelic experience. The aesthetic also brings in a chill recording studio vibe with the “Dave’s Picks” section, which is home to the always changing best products in the store collaboratively chosen by the store’s staff.

The “Wall of Sound,” a replica of the Dead’s mammoth touring sound system that allowed sound to travel for one mile without distortion, sets the stage behind the POS cash desk. The store is tastefully adorned with Ellison’s personal collection of Grateful Dead memorabilia, gathered from his more than thirty-year long, strange trip chasing the Grateful Dead and the ultimate psychedelic experience. The display includes Jerry Garcia replica guitars, album covers, tour posters, and T-shirts. Perhaps the most beloved piece in the collection is Ellison’s first Grateful Dead T-shirt, purchased at a Florida flea market when he was 16 years old.

Ellison first attended a Grateful Dead’s concert in Clarkson, Michigan at the age of 17 and that experience transcended that of anything else he had ever experienced before.

“I tumbled down a rabbit hole big time that day,” Ellison explains, reminiscing about his first Grateful Dead experience. “I’m happy that I never found my way out. In fact, I’m still tumbling. There are two types of people in the world: those who collect things to put on their shelves and those who collect experiences. I consider myself part of the latter group. Every Grateful Dead show is different, and chasing the Dead is the last great American adventure, the last piece of real magic that exists in the world. I wanted to bring that magic and sense of adventure to my shop.”

Scarlet Fire staffers include pioneers in the Ontario legal weed scene, and leaders in cannabis education. They bring that expertise to every conversation with customers, teaching more than selling, about the subtleties of the store’s top shelf craft cannabis inventory. Visitors are invited to hang out and talk about weed, music, the Dead, or whatever is on their minds, without a focus on customer turnover. Scarlet Fire uses its display space as an educational tool.

Called Terpene Station, a play off the name of the Grateful Dead’s 1977 album, Terrapin Station, the display wall helps explain the value of the many different aromatic oils found in cannabis, called terpenes. Ellison explains. “Some terpenes will add or potentiate psychotropic effects, while others may have analgesic or anti-inflammatory effects. We have customers come asking for the weed that has the highest THC. When customers return asking for the weed that has the highest terpene count, that’s when I know we have been successful at what we set out to do.”

Scarlet Fire is proud to offer a curated selection of high-quality craft grown cannabis from growers that puts the consumer first and ahead of the bottom line. The aim is to ensure that the consumer is getting the best weed for the fairest price, maintaining a relationship of mutual respect. Scarlet Fire’s General Manager and Head Cannabis Curator, Moe Berghaus, does a serious deep dive into the growing practices of any grower before Scarlet Fire decides to carry their products. “Ultimately, it’s our reputation that’s on the line,” says Berghaus. “I look for growers that grow in small batches, hang dry, hand trim, meticulously cure and hand package their cannabis. Those are the growers that put the consumer first.”

Scarlet Fire, in different and creative ways, tries to incorporate the unique interactive experience of a live Dead show between the band and the audience into the customer’s shopping experience. Inspired by the Grateful Dead song “Candyman”, Scarlet Fire has introduced the Laughing Bones Loyalty Program, which awards customers with points for every purchase made. Once customers reach a certain points level, they can redeem those points for a roll of two giant foam dice and receive a 5%-20% discount. Scarlet Fire even offers free slushies to its loyalty members, a perfect treat to mix with the dissolvable THC powder Scarlet Fire sells.

“We’re real and passionate weed smokers,” says Ellison. “The other stores are corporations. Scarlet Fire was built by passionate cannabis users, for passionate cannabis users. We’re here to share that passion and pay it forward. We’re here to do it ‘no particular way but our own,’” quoting a line from the Grateful Dead song, Eyes of the World. Scarlet Fire is located at 3852 Bathurst Street, Toronto, Ontario, Canada

About Scarlet Fire Cannabis Co thermecanada.comScarlet Fire is an independent cannabis dispensary located in Toronto, Ontario, founded by former securities lawyer David Ellison. Ellison left his career as a lawyer to pursue his passion for the rapidly growing cannabis industry, as well as to form a tribute to his favorite band, The Grateful Dead. His goal has been to embody the psychedelic experience of attending a Dead performance, elevating the consumer to an altered plane of consciousness. The customer-friendly, easy-to-shop store retains a focus on connoisseur-quality cannabis that is carefully crafted by artisanal growers and processors who put art and love into their products.

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Location: Ontario Place, Toronto, Ontario, Canada

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Best slogans or taglines help if you want to gather ideas of slogans or taglines that are effective.

Back in the day, I had the job of trying to form a slogan for something called Revolution for the 21st Century. Our goal was to unite American workers, weaken corporate power, and help people resist the right-wing assaults on the social safety net.

Because I was asking people for ideas, I kept poking around the internet for slogans. The result was some gems (“Get Your Hands off My Medicare”) and some duds (“I Won’t Miss A Single Tax Cut”).

Over the years, I’ve seen many such slogans pop up and be rejected as too radical (“ZDF Friends, Stop The Fraud” for Human Rights Now) or too pro-establishment (“Walking in Midtown New York” for drivers protesting traffic congestion).

This is what made me look into a resource that lists all of the best slogans to get ideas from, modify, and make use of.

If you are stuck and have no clue of what to come up with for your idea or your business, listed below are some of the best slogans to make use of.

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All YOUR-BUSINESS All The Time

All You Add Is YOUR-BUSINESS

All You Need Is A YOUR-BUSINESS and A Dream

All You Need Is YOUR-BUSINESS

Always After Me YOUR-BUSINESS

Always Giving You Extra

Always The Real Thing Always YOUR-BUSINESS

Always There

America’s Most Trusted YOUR-BUSINESS

An Army of YOUR-BUSINESS

And All Because The Lady Loves YOUR-BUSINESS

Any Time Any Place YOUR-BUSINESS

Anyone Can Handle YOUR-BUSINESS

Are You Ready For YOUR-BUSINESS?

Ask The Man From The YOUR-BUSINESS

Ask. Listen. Solve.

At The Service of Your Ideas

Australians Wouldn’t Give A YOUR-BUSINESS For Anything Else

Award-Winning YOUR-BUSINESS

Be Alive With YOUR-BUSINESS

Be Inspired by YOUR-BUSINESS

Be Like Dad Keep YOUR-BUSINESS

Be Part of YOUR-BUSINESS

Be Young Have Fun Drink YOUR-BUSINESS

Be Young Have Fun Taste YOUR-BUSINESS

Because I’m Worth YOUR-BUSINESS

Because Life’s Complicated Enough

Because So Much Is Riding on Your YOUR-BUSINESS

Because YOUR-BUSINESS Can’t Drive

Because YOUR-BUSINESS Is Complicated Enough

Behold The Power of YOUR-BUSINESS

Bet You Can’t Eat YOUR-BUSINESS

Better Ingredients Better YOUR-BUSINESS

Better Living Through YOUR-BUSINESS

Beware of Expensive YOUR-BUSINESS

Beyond A YOUR-BUSINESS

Big Chocolate YOUR-BUSINESS

Bigger Better YOUR-BUSINESS

Bigger Than A YOUR-BUSINESS

Biting The Hand That Feeds YOUR-BUSINESS

Break Me off A Piece of That YOUR-BUSINESS

Break Through With YOUR-BUSINESS

Bridge That Gap With YOUR-BUSINESS

Bring Out The YOUR-BUSINESS

Bringing Out The Best in The Lives We Touch

Britain’s Best Business YOUR-BUSINESS

Buddy That’s All YOUR-BUSINESS

Builds Bonny YOUR-BUSINESS

Built YOUR-BUSINESS Tough

but I’d Rather Have A Bowl of YOUR-BUSINESS

Buy YOUR-BUSINESS Now

Call A Friend Call YOUR-BUSINESS

Can You Feel It? YOUR-BUSINESS

Can You Feel YOUR-BUSINESS?

Can You Tell YOUR-BUSINESS From Butter?

Can’t Do It in Real Life? Do It on YOUR-BUSINESS

Central Heating For YOUR-BUSINESS

Challenge YOUR-BUSINESS

Change Your Whole YOUR-BUSINESS

Chocolate YOUR-BUSINESS Since 1911

Choosy Mothers Choose YOUR-BUSINESS

Cleans A Big Big YOUR-BUSINESS For Less Than Half A Crown

Cleans Right Round The YOUR-BUSINESS

Cleans Your Floor Without YOUR-BUSINESS

Come and Talk to The Listening YOUR-BUSINESS

Come Fly The Friendly YOUR-BUSINESS

Come One Come All to YOUR-BUSINESS

Come See The Softer Side of YOUR-BUSINESS

Come to Life Come to YOUR-BUSINESS

Come to YOUR-BUSINESS and Let’s Get It Done

Commitment You Can YOUR-BUSINESS On

Committed to Your Success

Connect With YOUR-BUSINESS

Crunch All You Want We’ll Make YOUR-BUSINESS

Cuts YOUR-BUSINESS Time in Half

Daddy or YOUR-BUSINESS?

Designed For YOUR-BUSINESS Engineered to Last

Designed For YOUR-BUSINESS

Devon Knows How They Make YOUR-BUSINESS So Creamy

Dial Down The YOUR-BUSINESS

Did Somebody Say YOUR-BUSINESS?

Ding-Dong YOUR-BUSINESS Calling

Discover The World of YOUR-BUSINESS

Discover The YOUR-BUSINESS Difference

Do It With YOUR-BUSINESS

Do The YOUR-BUSINESS

Do You Eat The YOUR-BUSINESS Last?

Do You Have The YOUR-BUSINESS Inside?

Do You Know YOUR-BUSINESS?

Do You Uh YOUR-BUSINESS?

Does She or Doesn’t She? Only Her YOUR-BUSINESS Knows For Sure

Does The Hard YOUR-BUSINESS For You

Does The Hard YOUR-BUSINESS So You Don’t Have To

Doing It Right Before Your YOUR-BUSINESS

Don’t Be an Amber YOUR-BUSINESS

Don’t Be Vague Ask For YOUR-BUSINESS

Don’t Forget The YOUR-BUSINESS Mum

Don’t Forget Your YOUR-BUSINESS

Don’t Get in The Way of YOUR-BUSINESS

Don’t Get Mad Get YOUR-BUSINESS

Don’t Hold YOUR-BUSINESS Back

Don’t Just Book It YOUR-BUSINESS It

Don’t Leave Home Without YOUR-BUSINESS

Don’t Leave Your YOUR-BUSINESS at Home

Don’t Live A Little Live A YOUR-BUSINESS

Don’t Mess With YOUR-BUSINESS

Don’t Play With Fire Play With YOUR-BUSINESS

Don’t Say Brown Say ‘YOUR-BUSINESS ‘

Don’t Worry YOUR-BUSINESS Takes Care

Don’t You Just Love Being in YOUR-BUSINESS?

Double The Pleasure Double The YOUR-BUSINESS

Driven by YOUR-BUSINESS

Dude You’re Getting A YOUR-BUSINESS

Easy Breezy Beautiful YOUR-BUSINESS

Easy YOUR-BUSINESS

Endless Possibilities With YOUR-BUSINESS

Enjoy YOUR-BUSINESS

Every Bubble’s Passed Its YOUR-BUSINESS

Every Kiss Begins With YOUR-BUSINESS

Every YOUR-BUSINESS Has A Story

Every YOUR-BUSINESS Helps

Everyone Loves YOUR-BUSINESS

Everyone Should Believe in YOUR-BUSINESS

Everyone Wants A YOUR-BUSINESS

Everyone’s Favorite YOUR-BUSINESS

Everything Is Simple With YOUR-BUSINESS

Everything We Do Is Driven by YOUR-BUSINESS

Exceedingly Good YOUR-BUSINESS

Fall Into The YOUR-BUSINESS

Fast YOUR-BUSINESS and Good For You

Feel Good With YOUR-BUSINESS

Feel It – YOUR-BUSINESS

Feel The Magic of YOUR-BUSINESS

Feel The Raw Naked YOUR-BUSINESS of The Road

Feel The YOUR-BUSINESS

Fill It to The Rim With YOUR-BUSINESS

Filling Pantries. Filling Lives.

Firstclass YOUR-BUSINESS

Five Star Service Guaranteed

Follow Your YOUR-BUSINESS

Food or YOUR-BUSINESS? I’ll Have YOUR-BUSINESS

For A Fresh Change Try YOUR-BUSINESS

For A Hard-Earned Thirst YOUR-BUSINESS

For Mash Get YOUR-BUSINESS

For That Deep Down Body YOUR-BUSINESS

For The Love of YOUR-BUSINESS

For The YOUR-BUSINESS You Don’t Yet Know

Four Out of Five Dentists Recommend YOUR-BUSINESS

Free For All YOUR-BUSINESS

Free YOUR-BUSINESS For All

Free YOUR-BUSINESS With Your Purchase

Free YOUR-BUSINESS

Fresh From The Captain’s YOUR-BUSINESS

From Here. For Here.

From Our YOUR-BUSINESS to Yours

Full of Eastern YOUR-BUSINESS

Funky YOUR-BUSINESS

Gee Your YOUR-BUSINESS Smells Terrific

Get Back Your ‘Ooo’ With YOUR-BUSINESS

Get Busy With The YOUR-BUSINESS

Get in My YOUR-BUSINESS

Get More From Life With YOUR-BUSINESS

Get More From YOUR-BUSINESS

Get Serious Get YOUR-BUSINESS

Get The Door – It’s YOUR-BUSINESS

Get The New YOUR-BUSINESS

Get The YOUR-BUSINESS Habit

Get The YOUR-BUSINESS Out

Get YOUR-BUSINESS Before Your Friend Does

Get YOUR-BUSINESS Forget The Rest

Get YOUR-BUSINESS or Get Out

Get YOUR-BUSINESS Today

Get Your Daily Dose of YOUR-BUSINESS

Give That Man A YOUR-BUSINESS

Give The Dog A YOUR-BUSINESS

Gives A Meal YOUR-BUSINESS Appeal

Go Crack A YOUR-BUSINESS

Go Far With YOUR-BUSINESS

Go Farther With YOUR-BUSINESS

Go on Get Your YOUR-BUSINESS Out

Go to Heaven With YOUR-BUSINESS

Go to Work on A YOUR-BUSINESS

Go Where The Winners Go – YOUR-BUSINESS

Gonna Be A While? Grab A YOUR-BUSINESS

Good Honest YOUR-BUSINESS Since 1896

Good to Know YOUR-BUSINESS

Good to The Last YOUR-BUSINESS

Good YOUR-BUSINESS Has Danish Written All Over It

Got A YOUR-BUSINESS? You’re in Luck

Got YOUR-BUSINESS?

Gotta Lotta YOUR-BUSINESS

Grab Life by The YOUR-BUSINESS

Great YOUR-BUSINESS Great Times

Half The YOUR-BUSINESS All The Taste

Hallelujah

It’s A YOUR-BUSINESS

Hand-Built by YOUR-BUSINESS

Hands That Do Dishes Can Be Soft as Your YOUR-BUSINESS

Happiness Is A Cigar Called YOUR-BUSINESS

Happiness Is YOUR-BUSINESS-Shaped

Have A Break Have A YOUR-BUSINESS

Have A YOUR-BUSINESS and Smile

Have The Life You Want

Have YOUR-BUSINESS Your Way

Have You Forgotten How Good YOUR-BUSINESS Tastes?

Have You Had Your YOUR-BUSINESS Today?

He Who Thinks YOUR-BUSINESS Drinks YOUR-BUSINESS

Heal The World With YOUR-BUSINESS

Helping You Get Where You Want to Be

Helping You Grow

Here Today. Here Tomorrow.

Hey Have You Tried YOUR-BUSINESS?

High Life With YOUR-BUSINESS

Higher Standards

Ho Ho Ho Green YOUR-BUSINESS

Hope It’s YOUR-BUSINESS It’s YOUR-BUSINESS We Hope It’s YOUR-BUSINESS

How Can We Help You?

How Do You Eat Your YOUR-BUSINESS?

How Many Licks Does It Take to Get to The Center of A YOUR-BUSINESS?

How Refreshing How YOUR-BUSINESS

Hungry? Why Wait? Grab A YOUR-BUSINESS

I Am Stuck on YOUR-BUSINESS ‘Cause YOUR-BUSINESS’s Stuck on Me

I Believe in YOUR-BUSINESS

I Bet He Drinks YOUR-BUSINESS

I Can’t Believe I Ate The Whole YOUR-BUSINESS

I Can’t Believe It’s Not YOUR-BUSINESS

I Can’t Believe It’s YOUR-BUSINESS

I Fall For YOUR-BUSINESS

I Feel Like YOUR-BUSINESS Tonight

I Found Me YOUR-BUSINESS

I Learned It by Watching YOUR-BUSINESS

I Like The YOUR-BUSINESS in You

I Liked The YOUR-BUSINESS So Much I Bought The Company

I Lost Weight With YOUR-BUSINESS

I Love What You Do For YOUR-BUSINESS

I Love YOUR-BUSINESS

I Need YOUR-BUSINESS Right Now

I Quit Smoking With YOUR-BUSINESS

I Saw YOUR-BUSINESS and I Thought of You

I Scream You Scream We All Scream For YOUR-BUSINESS

I See YOUR-BUSINESS in Your Future

I Think Therefore YOUR-BUSINESS

I Trust YOUR-BUSINESS

I Want More I Want YOUR-BUSINESS

I Want My YOUR-BUSINESS

I Want YOUR-BUSINESS and I Want It Now

I Was A YOUR-BUSINESS Weakling

I Wish I Had A YOUR-BUSINESS

I Wish I Was A YOUR-BUSINESS

I Wish I Were A YOUR-BUSINESS Weiner

I Wish They All Could Be YOUR-BUSINESS Girls

I Wouldn’t Leave The House Without YOUR-BUSINESS

I’d Do Anything For YOUR-BUSINESS

I’d Like to Buy The World A YOUR-BUSINESS

I’d Sleep With YOUR-BUSINESS

I’d Walk A Mile For A YOUR-BUSINESS

I’ll Show You My YOUR-BUSINESS If You Show Me Yours

I’m A Secret YOUR-BUSINESS Drinker

I’m Cuckoo For YOUR-BUSINESS

I’m Lovin’ YOUR-BUSINESS

I’m Not Gonna Pay A Lot For This YOUR-BUSINESS

I’m Not Just The YOUR-BUSINESS I’m A Member

I’m Only Here For The YOUR-BUSINESS

I’ve Seen The Future and It’s YOUR-BUSINESS-Shaped

Ideas Ahead

If Only Everything in Life Was as Reliable as A YOUR-BUSINESS

If There Is A Will There Is A YOUR-BUSINESS

If You Can’t Beat YOUR-BUSINESS Join YOUR-BUSINESS

If You Like A Lot of Chocolate on Your YOUR-BUSINESS Join Our Club

If You Like A Lot of YOUR-BUSINESS on Your Biscuit Join Our Club

If You Really Want to Know Look in The YOUR-BUSINESS

If You Want to Get Ahead Get A YOUR-BUSINESS

If You’ve Got The Time We’ve Got The YOUR-BUSINESS

Inspired by YOUR-BUSINESS

Is It Live or Is It YOUR-BUSINESS?

Is YOUR-BUSINESS in You?

It All Comes Back to YOUR-BUSINESS

It Could Be YOUR-BUSINESS

It Makes Your YOUR-BUSINESS Smack

It Must Be YOUR-BUSINESS

It Needn’t Be Hell With YOUR-BUSINESS

It Takes A Tough Man to Make A Tender YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s A Beautiful YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s A Bit of A YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s A Lot Less YOUR-BUSINESS Than A Hover

It’s A New YOUR-BUSINESS Every Day

It’s A YOUR-BUSINESS Adventure

It’s Different in A YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s Fast It’s Furious It’s YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s Good to Talk YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s How YOUR-BUSINESS Is Done

It’s Just For Me and My YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s My YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s Not A Dream YOUR-BUSINESS Is Real

It’s Not All YOUR-BUSINESS YOUR-BUSINESS YOUR-BUSINESS You Know

It’s Not TV It’s YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s Nothing but YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s Shake ‘n’ YOUR-BUSINESS and I Helped

It’s Slightly Rippled With A Flat YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s That YOUR-BUSINESS Feeling

It’s The Bright One It’s The Right One That’s YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s The YOUR-BUSINESS Fizz That Does The Bizz

It’s The YOUR-BUSINESS You Can See

It’s Time to Think About YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s YOUR-BUSINESS Time

It’s Your YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s Our Business to Know Your YOUR-BUSINESS

It’s Privilege to Serve You

Join Us For Good

Just Do YOUR-BUSINESS

Just For The Taste of YOUR-BUSINESS

Just Gotta Have YOUR-BUSINESS

Just Like YOUR-BUSINESS Used to Make

Just One More YOUR-BUSINESS Will Do

Just One YOUR-BUSINESS – Give It to Me

Just What The YOUR-BUSINESS Ordered

Just YOUR-BUSINESS

Keep Going Well. Keep Going YOUR-BUSINESS.

Keep That YOUR-BUSINESS Complexion

Kick Ass With YOUR-BUSINESS

Kids Will Do Anything For YOUR-BUSINESS

Kills All Known YOUR-BUSINESS – Dead

Leave The YOUR-BUSINESS to Us

Leggo My YOUR-BUSINESS

Let The YOUR-BUSINESS Begin

Let The YOUR-BUSINESS Take The Strain

Let Your Fingers Do The Walking Through The YOUR-BUSINESS

Let Your YOUR-BUSINESS Do The Walking

Let Your YOUR-BUSINESS Flow

Let’s Face The Music and YOUR-BUSINESS

Let’s Talk About YOUR-BUSINESS

Let’s YOUR-BUSINESS

Life Should Taste as Good as YOUR-BUSINESS

Life. Money. Balance Both.

Life’s Beautiful With YOUR-BUSINESS

Life’s Pretty Straight Without YOUR-BUSINESS

Lightening The YOUR-BUSINESS

Like YOUR-BUSINESS Like Never Before

Little Yellow Different YOUR-BUSINESS

Live in Your YOUR-BUSINESS Play in Ours

Live YOUR-BUSINESS

Long Live YOUR-BUSINESS

Look For The YOUR-BUSINESS Label

Look Ma No YOUR-BUSINESS

Loves The YOUR-BUSINESS You Hate

Lucky YOUR-BUSINESS

Made by YOUR-BUSINESS

Made in Scotland From YOUR-BUSINESS

Made to Make Your YOUR-BUSINESS Water

Make Every YOUR-BUSINESS Count

Make Fun of YOUR-BUSINESS

Make It A YOUR-BUSINESS Night

Make It Happen

Make Room For The YOUR-BUSINESS

Make Someone Happy With A YOUR-BUSINESS

Make The Most of YOUR-BUSINESS

Make The World A Better Place With YOUR-BUSINESS

Make YOUR-BUSINESS Yours

Make Yourself at Home With YOUR-BUSINESS

Makes You Feel YOUR-BUSINESS Again

Making Every Moment Count

Making YOUR-BUSINESS Possible

Making YOUR-BUSINESS Taste Better

Mama’s Got The Magic of YOUR-BUSINESS

Mamma Mia That’s A Spicy YOUR-BUSINESS

Marvin The Mountie Always Gets His YOUR-BUSINESS

Maybe She’s Born With It Maybe It’s YOUR-BUSINESS

Me and My YOUR-BUSINESS

Melts in Your YOUR-BUSINESS Not in Your Hand

Men Can’t Help Acting on YOUR-BUSINESS

Mild Green YOUR-BUSINESS Liquid

Moms Like You Choose YOUR-BUSINESS

Monsieur With This YOUR-BUSINESS You Are Really Spoiling Us

More Than Just A YOUR-BUSINESS

More YOUR-BUSINESS Please

Moving at The Speed of YOUR-BUSINESS

Mum’s Gone to YOUR-BUSINESS

My Anti-Drug Is YOUR-BUSINESS

My Doctor Says ‘YOUR-BUSINESS’

My Goodness My YOUR-BUSINESS

My Way Is YOUR-BUSINESS

My YOUR-BUSINESS and Me

My YOUR-BUSINESS Beats Everything

My YOUR-BUSINESS Is Better Than Your YOUR-BUSINESS

My YOUR-BUSINESS Is Mine

My YOUR-BUSINESS to Yours

My YOUR-BUSINESS Your YOUR-BUSINESS YOUR-BUSINESS For All

My YOUR-BUSINESS

Naughty but YOUR-BUSINESS

Naughty Little YOUR-BUSINESS

Neighbors Helping Neighbors

Never Knowingly YOUR-BUSINESS

New Thinking New YOUR-BUSINESS

Next Stop YOUR-BUSINESS

Next to The Breast YOUR-BUSINESS’s The Best

No Finer YOUR-BUSINESS Can Be Found

No Need to Worry With YOUR-BUSINESS

No YOUR-BUSINESS No Comment

No YOUR-BUSINESS No Kiss

No-One Does Chicken Like YOUR-BUSINESS

Nobody Better Lay A Finger on My YOUR-BUSINESS

Nobody Does It Like YOUR-BUSINESS

Nobody Doesn’t Like YOUR-BUSINESS

Nonstop YOUR-BUSINESS

Not Just Nearly YOUR-BUSINESS but Really YOUR-BUSINESS

Not Your Typical YOUR-BUSINESS

Nothin’ Says Lovin’ Like YOUR-BUSINESS From The Oven

Nothing Acts Faster Than YOUR-BUSINESS

Nothing Comes Between Me and My YOUR-BUSINESS

Nothing Is Faster Than YOUR-BUSINESS

Nothing Sucks Like A YOUR-BUSINESS

Nothing to Worry About With YOUR-BUSINESS

Nothing Works Better Than A YOUR-BUSINESS

Now With 50% More YOUR-BUSINESS

Obey Your YOUR-BUSINESS

Oh Hungry? Oh YOUR-BUSINESS

Oh My God It’s A YOUR-BUSINESS

Oh My Goodness It’s A YOUR-BUSINESS

Once Driven Forever YOUR-BUSINESS

Once YOUR-BUSINESS Always YOUR-BUSINESS

Once You Pop You Can’t Stop YOUR-BUSINESS

One Client at A Time

One Goal One Passion – YOUR-BUSINESS

One Is Not Enough

One YOUR-BUSINESS Is Better Than Two of Something Else

Only A Fool Breaks The YOUR-BUSINESS

Only The Crumbliest Flakiest YOUR-BUSINESS

Only YOUR-BUSINESS Can Prevent Forest Fires

Only YOUR-BUSINESS Has The Answer

Ooh La La YOUR-BUSINESS

Order A YOUR-BUSINESS Today

Our YOUR-BUSINESS Beats Last Years YOUR-BUSINESS

Our YOUR-BUSINESS Is Bigger

Our YOUR-BUSINESS Will Give You Softer Skin

Out of The Strong Came Forth YOUR-BUSINESS

P-P-P-Pick up A YOUR-BUSINESS

Pardon Me Do You Have Any Grey YOUR-BUSINESS?

Passion For YOUR-BUSINESS

People Like YOUR-BUSINESS

Play YOUR-BUSINESS Start Living

Please Don’t Squeeze The YOUR-BUSINESS

Pleasing YOUR-BUSINESS The World Over

Plink Plink YOUR-BUSINESS

Plop Plop Fizz Fizz Oh What A YOUR-BUSINESS It Is

Poppin’ Fresh YOUR-BUSINESS

Power For Your YOUR-BUSINESS

Praise YOUR-BUSINESS

Prepare to Want YOUR-BUSINESS

Pride of The YOUR-BUSINESS For Over A Hundred Years

Probably The Best YOUR-BUSINESS in The World

Problem? The Solution: YOUR-BUSINESS

Prolongs Active YOUR-BUSINESS

Promise Her Anything but Give Her YOUR-BUSINESS

Pure YOUR-BUSINESS Pure Power

Pure YOUR-BUSINESS

Put A YOUR-BUSINESS in Your Tank

Put YOUR-BUSINESS in Your Pipe and Smoke It

Puts The YOUR-BUSINESS in Britain

Race For The YOUR-BUSINESS

Reach For The YOUR-BUSINESS

Reach Out and Touch YOUR-BUSINESS

Recommended by Dr YOUR-BUSINESS

Red Hot YOUR-BUSINESS

Refreshes The YOUR-BUSINESS Other Beers Cannot Reach

Relationships Beyond YOUR-BUSINESSing

Review The Facts YOUR-BUSINESS Is The Best

Ribbed For Her YOUR-BUSINESS

Right YOUR-BUSINESS. Right Now

Ring Around The YOUR-BUSINESS Gets Your Whole Wash Clean

Run For The YOUR-BUSINESS

Santa All I Want Is YOUR-BUSINESS

Save Your YOUR-BUSINESS

Saved by YOUR-BUSINESS

Savor The Flavor of YOUR-BUSINESS

Say It With YOUR-BUSINESS

Say YOUR-BUSINESS

Schhh You Know YOUR-BUSINESS

See My Shiny New YOUR-BUSINESS?

See The Face You Love Light up With YOUR-BUSINESS

See The USA in Your YOUR-BUSINESS

See The World With YOUR-BUSINESS

See The YOUR-BUSINESS Feel The Shine

See You at YOUR-BUSINESS

Semper YOUR-BUSINESS

Serving to Empower

Shake The Bottle Wake The YOUR-BUSINESS

Share Moments Share YOUR-BUSINESS

Sharing The YOUR-BUSINESS of Your Life

Show Me The YOUR-BUSINESS

Silly Rabbit YOUR-BUSINESS Is For Kids

Simple Impartial YOUR-BUSINESS

Simply The Best YOUR-BUSINESS

Simply YOUR-BUSINESS

Smart Beautiful YOUR-BUSINESS

Smart People Choose YOUR-BUSINESS

Snap Into A Slim YOUR-BUSINESS

Snap Into A YOUR-BUSINESS

Snap Crackle YOUR-BUSINESS

So Easy No Wonder YOUR-BUSINESS Is #1

Solid Partners Flexible Solutions

Solutions For A Small YOUR-BUSINESS

Something Special in The YOUR-BUSINESS

Sometimes You Feel Like A YOUR-BUSINESS Sometimes You Don’t

Splash YOUR-BUSINESS All Over

Spreads Straight From The YOUR-BUSINESS

Start The Day With YOUR-BUSINESS

Stay Cool With YOUR-BUSINESS

Step Into The Light With YOUR-BUSINESS

Step Into The YOUR-BUSINESS

Stimulation For Body and YOUR-BUSINESS

Stop. Go. YOUR-BUSINESS.

Stop This YOUR-BUSINESS Is Not Ready Yet

Strong and Beautiful Just Like YOUR-BUSINESS

Strong Enough For A Man Made For A YOUR-BUSINESS

Strong Roots. Strong Branches.

Super YOUR-BUSINESS Is Almost Here

Sweet as The Moment When The YOUR-BUSINESS Went ‘Pop’

Swing Your YOUR-BUSINESS

It Does Exactly What It Says on The YOUR-BUSINESS

Take Two Bottles Into The YOUR-BUSINESS?

Take What You Want but Leave YOUR-BUSINESS Alone

Takes A YOUR-BUSINESS but It Keeps on Tickin’

Taking Care of You

Taste The YOUR-BUSINESS

Tastes Great Less YOUR-BUSINESS

Tell Them About The YOUR-BUSINESS Mummy

Tense Nervous YOUR-BUSINESS?

Thank YOUR-BUSINESS It’s Friday

Thanks YOUR-BUSINESS

That’ll Be The YOUR-BUSINESS

That’s Handy Harry Stick It in The YOUR-BUSINESS

The Age of YOUR-BUSINESS

The American Way of YOUR-BUSINESS

The Appliance of YOUR-BUSINESS

The Art of YOUR-BUSINESS

The Best Darn YOUR-BUSINESS You Can Get

The Best Part of Waking up Is YOUR-BUSINESS in Your Cup

The Best YOUR-BUSINESS A Man Can Get

The Best YOUR-BUSINESS in The World

The Best YOUR-BUSINESS Under One Roof

The Better Way to Start The YOUR-BUSINESS

The Biggest YOUR-BUSINESS Pennies Can Buy

The Clean Swiss YOUR-BUSINESS

The Cookie That Thinks It’s A YOUR-BUSINESS

The Coolest YOUR-BUSINESS on Ice

The Cream of YOUR-BUSINESS

The Curiously Strong YOUR-BUSINESS

The Dirt Says Hot. The Label Says YOUR-BUSINESS.

The Facts Show YOUR-BUSINESS Is Tops

The Future of YOUR-BUSINESS

The Future’s Bright The Future’s YOUR-BUSINESS

The Good YOUR-BUSINESS Kids Go For

The Goodness Made YOUR-BUSINESS

The Home of YOUR-BUSINESS

The Ideal YOUR-BUSINESS

The Incredible Edible YOUR-BUSINESS

The Joy of YOUR-BUSINESS

The King of YOUR-BUSINESS

The Lighter Way to Enjoy YOUR-BUSINESS

The Lion Goes From YOUR-BUSINESS to YOUR-BUSINESS

The Loudest Noise Comes From The Electric YOUR-BUSINESS

The Magic of YOUR-BUSINESS

The Man From YOUR-BUSINESS He Says ‘Yes’

The More YOUR-BUSINESS The Better

The Most Interesting YOUR-BUSINESS in The World

The Name You Can YOUR-BUSINESS Upon

The Natural Choice

The Next Stage in YOUR-BUSINESSing

The Non-Sticky Sticky YOUR-BUSINESS

The One and Only YOUR-BUSINESS

The One-Customer YOUR-BUSINESS

The Original YOUR-BUSINESS

The Passionate Pursuit of YOUR-BUSINESS

The People’s YOUR-BUSINESS

The Power of YOUR-BUSINESS

The Power to Do YOUR-BUSINESS

The President Buys YOUR-BUSINESS

The Queen Buys YOUR-BUSINESS

The Queen of YOUR-BUSINESS

The Real Smell of YOUR-BUSINESS

The Relationship People

The Right Relationship Is Everything

The Right YOUR-BUSINESS at The Right Time

The Science of YOUR-BUSINESS

The Secret of YOUR-BUSINESS

The Spirit of YOUR-BUSINESS

The Sweet You Can Eat Between Meals Without Ruining Your YOUR-BUSINESS

The Sweet You Can’t Eat Without YOUR-BUSINESS

The Thinking Behind The YOUR-BUSINESS

The Too Good to Hurry YOUR-BUSINESS

The Top Pick YOUR-BUSINESS

The Ultimate YOUR-BUSINESS Machine

The View on YOUR-BUSINESS

The Wonder Has A Name: YOUR-BUSINESS

The World Waits For YOUR-BUSINESS

The World’s Favorite YOUR-BUSINESS

The World’s Local YOUR-BUSINESS

The World’s YOUR-BUSINESS Marketplace

The World’s Local YOUR-BUSINESS

The YOUR-BUSINESS Bars Are on Me

The YOUR-BUSINESS Breakfast

The YOUR-BUSINESS Community

The YOUR-BUSINESS Drinker’s Lighter YOUR-BUSINESS

The YOUR-BUSINESS Effect

The YOUR-BUSINESS For A Changing World

The YOUR-BUSINESS For All Ages

The YOUR-BUSINESS For Sustainable Development

The YOUR-BUSINESS Goes Straight to Your Head

The YOUR-BUSINESS in Your Mind

The YOUR-BUSINESS Is Mightier Than The Sword

The YOUR-BUSINESS Look

The YOUR-BUSINESS Man

The YOUR-BUSINESS of A New Generation

The YOUR-BUSINESS of Champions

The YOUR-BUSINESS of Confidence

The YOUR-BUSINESS of Paradise

The YOUR-BUSINESS of Your Life

The YOUR-BUSINESS People

The YOUR-BUSINESS Sign Means Happy Motoring

The YOUR-BUSINESS Spirit

The YOUR-BUSINESS That Eats Like A Meal

The YOUR-BUSINESS That Likes to Say Yes

The YOUR-BUSINESS That Refreshes

The YOUR-BUSINESS That Smiles Back

The YOUR-BUSINESS Universe

The YOUR-BUSINESS Way of Life

The YOUR-BUSINESS With The Hole

There Ain’t No Party Like A YOUR-BUSINESS Party

There Is No Life Without YOUR-BUSINESS

There Is No Sore It Will Not Heal No YOUR-BUSINESS It Will Not Subdue

This Is Not Your Father’s YOUR-BUSINESS

This Is The Age of The YOUR-BUSINESS

This Is The Best YOUR-BUSINESS You Can Get

This YOUR-BUSINESS? You Bet

Time For A Sharp YOUR-BUSINESS

Time to Make The YOUR-BUSINESS

to Save and Invest Talk to YOUR-BUSINESS

to YOUR-BUSINESS or Not to YOUR-BUSINESS

Today. Tomorrow. Together.

Today’s YOUR-BUSINESS Since 1903

Tonight Let It Be YOUR-BUSINESS

Too Orangey For YOUR-BUSINESS

Top Breeders Recommend YOUR-BUSINESS

Tough on Dirt Gentle on YOUR-BUSINESS

Truly YOUR-BUSINESS

Trusted Family YOUR-BUSINESS

Try YOUR-BUSINESS You’ll Like It

Turn Loose The YOUR-BUSINESS

Two Hours of YOUR-BUSINESS in Just Two Calories

Two YOUR-BUSINESS Are Better Than One

Uh-Oh Better Get YOUR-BUSINESS

Uncommon Wisdom

Unzip A YOUR-BUSINESS

Value From Ideas – YOUR-BUSINESS

Wait Till We Get Our YOUR-BUSINESS on You

Want A Suggestion? – YOUR-BUSINESS

Washing Machines Live Longer With YOUR-BUSINESS

More Human Interest – YOUR-BUSINESS

Watch Out There’s A YOUR-BUSINESS About

Way to Go YOUR-BUSINESS

We All Adore A YOUR-BUSINESS

We Bring The Good YOUR-BUSINESS to Life

We Bring YOUR-BUSINESS to Life

We Build YOUR-BUSINESS

We Do YOUR-BUSINESS Right

We Don’t Make YOUR-BUSINESS We Make YOUR-BUSINESS Better

We Practice What We Pledge

We Value Your YOUR-BUSINESS

We Want to Be Smiths YOUR-BUSINESS

We’ll Leave The YOUR-BUSINESS on For You

We’re Always Low YOUR-BUSINESS

We’re Serious About YOUR-BUSINESS

We’re With The YOUR-BUSINESS

Wear YOUR-BUSINESS

Welcome to YOUR-BUSINESS Country

What Can YOUR-BUSINESS Do For You?

What Is YOUR-BUSINESS?

What Would You Do For A YOUR-BUSINESS?

What’s in Your YOUR-BUSINESS?

Whatever Makes You Happy

Whatever You’re Into Get Into YOUR-BUSINESS

When It Absolutely Positively Has to Be YOUR-BUSINESS Overnight

When The Going Gets Tough The Tough Get YOUR-BUSINESS

When You Say YOUR-BUSINESS You’ve Said It All

When You’ve Got YOUR-BUSINESS Flaunt It

Whenever There’s A Snack Gap YOUR-BUSINESS Fits

Where Do You Want YOUR-BUSINESS to Go Today?

Where Is Your YOUR-BUSINESS?

Where The Hell Is YOUR-BUSINESS?

Where YOUR-BUSINESS Is A Pleasure

Where You Know Your YOUR-BUSINESSer and Your YOUR-BUSINESSer Knows You

Where’s The YOUR-BUSINESS?

Where’s YOUR-BUSINESS?

Where’s Your YOUR-BUSINESS?

Which Twin Has The YOUR-BUSINESS?

Who Is YOUR-BUSINESS?

Who Would You Have A YOUR-BUSINESS With?

Who Wouldn’t Fight For YOUR-BUSINESS?

Why Can’t Everything Orange Be YOUR-BUSINESS?

Why Have Cotton When You Can Have YOUR-BUSINESS?

With A Name Like YOUR-BUSINESS It Has to Be Good

With YOUR-BUSINESS You’ll Have No More Worries

With You. Always.

Women Love YOUR-BUSINESS

World’s Finest YOUR-BUSINESS

World’s Best YOUR-BUSINESS

Worldclass YOUR-BUSINESS

Would You Give Someone Your Last YOUR-BUSINESS?

Wouldn’t You Like to Be A YOUR-BUSINESS Too?

Wouldn’t You Rather Be YOUR-BUSINESS?

Wow I Could Have Had A YOUR-BUSINESS

Wrapped up With YOUR-BUSINESS

YOUR-BUSINESS – A Class of Its Own

YOUR-BUSINESS – A Safe Place in an Unsafe World

YOUR-BUSINESS – as Good as It Gets

YOUR-BUSINESS – Australian For Beer

YOUR-BUSINESS – Be Prepared

YOUR-BUSINESS – Be Ready

YOUR-BUSINESS – Empowering People

YOUR-BUSINESS – Enjoy The Difference

YOUR-BUSINESS – First Class

YOUR-BUSINESS – Forget The Rest

YOUR-BUSINESS – Get Ready

YOUR-BUSINESS – Go For It

YOUR-BUSINESS – Go For The Game

YOUR-BUSINESS – If You Love YOUR-BUSINESS

YOUR-BUSINESS – It Does A Body Good

YOUR-BUSINESS – It Looks Good on You

YOUR-BUSINESS – It’s Like Heaven

YOUR-BUSINESS – Just Do It

YOUR-BUSINESS – Living Innovation

YOUR-BUSINESS – Now

YOUR-BUSINESS – Once You Have It You Love It

YOUR-BUSINESS – One Name One Legend

YOUR-BUSINESS – Play It

YOUR-BUSINESS – Reinventing The Wheel

YOUR-BUSINESS – See The Light

YOUR-BUSINESS – Simplified

YOUR-BUSINESS – Spice up Your Life

YOUR-BUSINESS – The Appetizer

YOUR-BUSINESS – The Freshmaker

YOUR-BUSINESS – The Revolution

YOUR-BUSINESS – Think Different

YOUR-BUSINESS – to Feel Free

YOUR-BUSINESS – Today and Tomorrow

YOUR-BUSINESS – What More Could You Want?

YOUR-BUSINESS – When You Just Feel Like It

YOUR-BUSINESS – Xtending Service

YOUR-BUSINESS – Yabba Dabba Duh

YOUR-BUSINESS – You See This Name You Think Dirty

YOUR-BUSINESS – Your Game

YOUR-BUSINESS – Your Personal Entertainer

YOUR-BUSINESS -Lickin’ Good

YOUR-BUSINESS ‘s Got It All

YOUR-BUSINESS ‘s Like Heaven

YOUR-BUSINESS = The Best.

YOUR-BUSINESS 100% Guaranteed or Your Money Back

YOUR-BUSINESS A Cut Above The Rest

YOUR-BUSINESS A Radical New Idea

YOUR-BUSINESS A Real Winner

YOUR-BUSINESS After A Long Day

YOUR-BUSINESS Always and Forever

YOUR-BUSINESS Always The Right Choice

YOUR-BUSINESS and on and On

YOUR-BUSINESS Any Time of Day

YOUR-BUSINESS as Far as The Eye Can See

YOUR-BUSINESS as Sure as The Sun Shines

YOUR-BUSINESS Asks For Nothing in Return

YOUR-BUSINESS Beams With Quality

YOUR-BUSINESS Beat

YOUR-BUSINESS Better Than Best

YOUR-BUSINESS Better Than Sex

YOUR-BUSINESS Born and Bred

YOUR-BUSINESS Brings Out The Best

YOUR-BUSINESS Building A Better Tomorrow

YOUR-BUSINESS Built to Perfection

YOUR-BUSINESS Can Do

YOUR-BUSINESS Can’t Be Beat

YOUR-BUSINESS Chews ‘Em up and Spits ‘Em Out

YOUR-BUSINESS Comes to Those Who Wait

YOUR-BUSINESS Couldn’t Ask For More

YOUR-BUSINESS Couldn’t Be Better

YOUR-BUSINESS Created by Nature

YOUR-BUSINESS Do You Need Anything Else?

YOUR-BUSINESS Does The Job

YOUR-BUSINESS Eats The Competition

YOUR-BUSINESS Eclipses The Competition

YOUR-BUSINESS Empowers You

YOUR-BUSINESS Enjoy When No-Ones Around

YOUR-BUSINESS Evolution

YOUR-BUSINESS Extra Dry

YOUR-BUSINESS Fills You up Inside

YOUR-BUSINESS Finishes First

YOUR-BUSINESS First at The Finish Line

YOUR-BUSINESS Fits The Bill

YOUR-BUSINESS Food For The Soul

YOUR-BUSINESS For A Better Future

YOUR-BUSINESS For A Brighter Shine

YOUR-BUSINESS For A Professional Image

YOUR-BUSINESS For All Time

YOUR-BUSINESS For All

YOUR-BUSINESS For Everybody

YOUR-BUSINESS For Everyone

YOUR-BUSINESS For Hire

YOUR-BUSINESS For Me

YOUR-BUSINESS For People Who Want More

YOUR-BUSINESS For President

YOUR-BUSINESS For The Masses

YOUR-BUSINESS For When It’s Quitting Time

YOUR-BUSINESS For You

YOUR-BUSINESS For Your Health

YOUR-BUSINESS For Your Kids

YOUR-BUSINESS For Your Life

YOUR-BUSINESS Forever

YOUR-BUSINESS Fun For The Whole Family

YOUR-BUSINESS Get Your YOUR-BUSINESS Here

YOUR-BUSINESS Gets an AYOUR-BUSINESS

YOUR-BUSINESS Gets It Done on Time

YOUR-BUSINESS Gets Me Excited

YOUR-BUSINESS Gets The Job Done

YOUR-BUSINESS Gets The Juices Flowing

YOUR-BUSINESS Gets You Goin’

YOUR-BUSINESS Gets You Through The Night

YOUR-BUSINESS Gets You Where You’re Going

YOUR-BUSINESS Gives It Really Good

YOUR-BUSINESS Gives That Warm Feeling

YOUR-BUSINESS Gives Wealth and Beauty

YOUR-BUSINESS Goes on and On

YOUR-BUSINESS Good

YOUR-BUSINESS Groove

YOUR-BUSINESS Has What It Takes

YOUR-BUSINESS Have Another Serving

YOUR-BUSINESS Have More Fun

YOUR-BUSINESS Heads Above The Rest

YOUR-BUSINESS How Did You Live Without It?

YOUR-BUSINESS I Want It All

You Too Can Have A YOUR-BUSINESS Like Mine

You Wouldn’t Want to Miss YOUR-BUSINESS

You’ll Look A Little Lovelier Each Day With Fabulous Pink YOUR-BUSINESS

You’ll Never Put A Better Bit of YOUR-BUSINESS on Your Knife

You’ll Wonder Where The Yellow Went When You Brush Your Teeth With YOUR-BUSINESS

You’re in Good Hands With YOUR-BUSINESS

You’re Never Alone With A YOUR-BUSINESS

You’ve Always Got Time For YOUR-BUSINESS

You’ve Got Questions We’ve Got YOUR-BUSINESS

You’re Not Just Another Customer. We’re Not Just Another YOUR-BUSINESS.

Your Flexible YOUR-BUSINESS

Your Kind of People Your Kind of YOUR-BUSINESS

Your Life. Your Money. Your YOUR-BUSINESS.

Your Perfect YOUR-BUSINESSing Partner

Your YOUR-BUSINESS Never Sleeps

Your YOUR-BUSINESS Right Away

Your YOUR-BUSINESS Your Way of Life

These are some of the best slogans or taglines that you can modify based on your own needs and then make use of.

via Slogans

[hollamd]

Soulmates : Part 1 - Peter Parker

Summary: Soulmate AU! You get a tattoo that represents your soulmate or it’s something they’e passionate about; Reader’s tattoo appears early on and it’s a weird looking spider, only to find out it’s Spider-Man. 


Warnings: 1 Swear word


Word Count: 1624


A/N: I’M TRASH FOR SOULMATE AU! ANYWAY I plan for this to be a little series if it doesn’t flop (like 4 parts) and this one might be a little boring but it’ll get better. And here’s where my secret love of flowers is exposed:) Like always, excuse any mistakes I didn’t proofread. 

Soulmates were a weird thing. Everyone had one, and maybe they’d never find each other, and if they did, it didn’t always mean the pair would be together forever… Sometimes soulmates weren’t always YOUR soulmate. A tattoo would appear somewhere on your body when you were around 17 or 18, and it’d be something your partner was deeply passionate about. For example, if they were very into photography, your tattoo might be a camera or a photograph.

Your tattoo appeared on the small of your back a few days after your 15th birthday, and you’d panicked at first because you’d gotten it so early. For crying out loud, your 19-year-old sister hadn’t even gotten hers yet… After a few days of its appearance, you were at least somewhat thankful it was on a part of your body you could conceal.

You also began to wonder how it appeared so early. How could a 15 year old be passionate about something… And the thing he (at least, you thought it was he. Maybe it was a she, you could never tell) it was the weirdest thing to be passionate about, too. It was a spider. And it was a weird looking spider, too, made up hexagons with odd legs.

You had no idea what it meant up until tonight when you were closing up the store you worked at. It had been a year since you got your tattoo, and you now began to work at the cute little flower shop two blocks from your apartment, Bloomerang’s Flowers.

It was there you discovered you actually really liked flowers and gardening. The small, cozy store always had a different aroma that ranged from minty to lemony to lilac. Customers would always leave with a beautiful bouquet in one hand, and a smile on their face. One of the best things was when a confused guy would come in asking for help with flowers. If the girl was more traditional, you’d always recommend a classic pink or red rose. If the girl was more adventurous, you’d recommend a mix of bright flowers. However, you were always really attached to Zinnias, for their bright colors, and how they symbolized the steadiness of a beating heart.

Earlier in the night, you had just discussed this with a customer. A boy had walked in, wearing a blue sweater and music in his ears. He looked familiar and you realized he must’ve gone to Midtown High with you. You glanced at him and gave him a friendly and welcoming smile as he approached the counter. “Hi, I’m Y/N! Is there anything I could help you with today?”

“Uh yeah, it’s just someone’s birthday and I don’t really know what flowers to get her…” The boy said shyly, and scratched the back of his head. “Oh and I’m Peter.”

“I think I go to school with you, why haven’t we talked before?”

“I had a class with you freshmen year…” He pursed his lips and then shot you an awfully awkward smile. “But maybe it’s because I’m kinda advanced… AP chem, you know?”

“Oh I hate chem. Sorry, I’m more of a writer or whatever…” You exhaled, and it dawned on you that you were making this conversation too long and awkward, and on top of that, the guy just wanted flowers. “Anyway, flowers! Are they for that special someone?” You said, in a teasingly way.

He shook his head with a small laugh escaping his lips. “Unfortunately, no, these are just for my aunt. It’s her anniversary, and since my uncle is, well, gone…” He cleared his throat. “I just wanted to do something for her.”

You suddenly felt bad, and smiled sympathetically. “Okay, so did you want to give her something your uncle would give her like roses or tulips, or did you want to give her something you’d give to a motherly figure?”

“Probably the second one.”

“I’d recommend a carnation. They’re really common on mother’s day, but that’s not why I think they’re special. It’s the symbolism behind them.”

“Wait, flowers have symbolize things? Why does everything have to stand for something…”

You let out a melodic laugh. “Yep, it’s from the victorian era. My favorite flowers, Zinnias, symbolize the steadiness of a beating heart. Anyway, carnations generally express love, fascination and distinction. That sounds weird, I know, but the colors mean different things.” You disappeared into the back and returned to the counter with four bright carnations. “Pink means gratitude, red means flashy,-” Peter laughed to himself at the word flashy, and you must’ve had a questioning look on your face.

“Sorry, it’s just… You know Flash from our school…” His voiced trailed off.

“Oh yeah, I get it! You’ll to give him one and write a note that says, ‘Red carnations mean flashy, and you’re REALLY Flashy’ or something dumb like that…”

“Anyway, back to flowers,” You really couldn’t stay on topic with this guy, there was something about him… “Yellow means cheerful, and white means remembrance. Pink is used a lot for mother’s day.”

“Can I get pink, yellow, and white? Because I’m grateful for her (that’s pink), then she’s always really cheerful (that’s yellow), and then this is in remembrance of my uncle (that’s white).”

“Nice. You’re really into flower symbols, too, now huh?”

He nodded. You went into the back and pulled out the the carnations from the refrigerator. You delicately arranged the flowers in a nice disorganized pattern, and topped the bouquet off with some baby breath flowers. You added a vase in with a bow, just because you were pretty fond of Peter.

You returned to the counter with the arrangement in hand, and smiled. It’ll be $14.99. Oh and I included the vase for free. My manager will probably be a bit angry but that’s not for you to worry about.”

“You didn’t have to-”

“No, I wanted to. If it’s for your aunt on her anniversary, I think that deserves a vase. It’s really sweet what you’re doing for her.”

He handed you the cash. “She’s done so much for me, I don’t know what I’d do without her.”

The cash register clicked, and Peter took the vase from you. “Don’t put it in sunlight, they’ll die faster. Give it fresh water once a day and pick off any wilting leaves. Oh and-” you pulled the red carnation you had left under the counter. “You gotta give this to Flash.”

He swiped the red flower up with a smirk. “Will do. Thanks for everything, Y/N. I’ll see you around.”

When he walked out the little bell attached to the door dinged. You looked at the clock that hung above your head, and it was already 9 o’clock; closing time.

After the floor had been mopped and the flowers watered, you began to lock the door when it was pushed open violently and abruptly, causing you to be flung across the room. Glass went everywhere, and you could feel it slice into your cheek. A masked man stood in the doorway with a gun. You were scared first of all, and then confused because who would want to rob a flower shop?

“The cash register! Open it.” He spat at you. He grabbed the collar of the pink polo you had to wear, and threw you towards the counter. “I said open it!” He yelled in your ear.

Tears were streaming down your cheeks now, and with shaky hands, you slowly took the key out of your pocket and began unlocking the register. You felt like you couldn’t breathe.

“Give me your phone, too. And anything else you have.” The masked-man roared.

“P-Please I don’t-”

“Bitch, I don’t care. Give me your phone!” You took it out of your pocket and unsteadily placed it in his hand. Before you knew, he you felt his hand make contact with your cheek, causing you to fall to the ground. There was a stinging pain after and a loud clap noise. You whimpered in pain.

The man turned around, and was almost out the door when he was kicked right in the chest. You looked over the counter to see the red and blue blur on top of what you believed to be your attacker. Your vision was too blurry, but you could see him webbing him to the ground. A few seconds later he ran over to you, and as your vision came into focus, you immediately recognized him.

“Sp-sp” You began to breathe out. You’re breathing was already quickened, so it became hard for you to form the words.

“Yeah, it’s me. Are you okay?”

You nodded quickly. He lifted you off the ground and walked you out of the store.

“I’m sorry this happened… The police are almost here, so I should probably…” His voice faltered, and you realized he didn’t seem much older than you.” Your eyes looked at the spider on his chest and you recognized it as your tattoo. Everything clicked; that’s why the spider was so funky looking, and that’s what he was so passionate about.

You two stood in the cold night of Queens, and you knew the man next to was your soulmate. You tried to tell him but the words seemed to be stuck in your throat.

“O-Okay… I’m, um, Y/N Y/L/N.” He nodded towards you and then shot his arm out, and swung away. Your eyes widened; you needed to tell him he was your soulmate.

“Wait! Come back! I’m your-” You yelled as loud as you could in your shaken state, but it was too late. The vigilante had already disappeared into the cold autumn night of Queens. “…Soulmate.” You breathed out in a whisper.

Masterlist

[abiteofnat]

Big news, big news! Turns out there are great apples in NYC, however, they might not be the kind of organic fruit you’re thinking of. Try picturing a glossy, perfectly green, Snow White’s evil stepmother kind of apple, presented on a little gold coaster and begging you to take a bite. Inside, it’s not full of vitamins, it’s full of soft cake, apple jelly cubes, and a light frosting containing it all within the illusion. Sounds muuccchhh better to me, especially when served with an iced rose-syrup infused latte. Yum? YUM.

You can find both of those delicacies in NYC at LRoom, an entirely out of place heaven in the middle of a scummy street in the middle of nowhere between Flatiron and Soho, the last place you would expect to turn into and find bright pink chairs, beautiful mega-roses in the middle of each table, and a menu packed with delicate drinks and artistic desserts. A rose that is in fact a sugary treat, a little bao made of white chocolate, and milk tea and coffee that tasted worlds away from the gimmicky flavors I feared. The wonderful thing about NYC is that appearance means nothing, and passion means everything. This place is no Sarabeth’s, old-school and filled with the richy-rich. Sarabeth’s is subpar. LRoom is a refreshing cafe where my mom could picture editors sneaking away to to work, and where the exterior completely defies the experience once seated. LRoom was one of my favorite shocks of the weekend, however we went somewhere I found on a whim when trying to secure a post-airport dinner on a Friday night, not too far from The Edition in Flatiron that we called home for a few days. Sidebar- if you can, stay there, and you will feel like metropolitan Rapunzel tucked away in a gorgeous clocktower hovering above the park. The decor is cozy and bold, yet simplistic and full of wood, warm lighting, and delicious smelling scents.

This location led me to La Pecora Bianca NoMad, an inviting Italian restaurant that felt modern and cool, but with old-school dishes done exceptionally well. With pastel green chairs and funky wallpaper providing accent against the otherwise white space, this place was packed at 9PM on Friday and everything smelled incredible as soon as we walked in. I ordered the house rose, which the server let me know was better than any wine he had while in Spain, and while I was like “yeah ok dude” before trying it, my world was rocked once I took a sip. It was clean, dry, sweet, smooth, wet (?), literally everything you could want from a cold, crisp rose. Holy fuck. I need to order bottles as soon as I’m done writing this. If not for the incredible burrata with figs and giant hunks of scrumptious bread, and the Spaghetti with pomodoro sauce, GO FOR THE ROSE. Back to the pasta- this may be the most memorable bowl of pasta I’ve ever had. The noodles were al dente and a pleasure to chew through, and the sauce was fresh and tangy with a hint of garlic, and a lingering sweetness. I didn’t even get cheese on top because I just wanted to savor the divine combination of spaghetti + sauce, a tale as old as time, and a flavor mashup I will never grow old of. Bellisimo.

Outside of those superstars, we visited some favorite haunts and had a truly perfect weekend of eating. If you’re headed to NYC for a few days and wish to avoid midtown, here’s my guide! Go nuts! Go ham! Avoid tourist shitholes for all you are worth!

1. La Pecora Bianca - the ideal dinner spot. I will 100% be back.

2. Dough Donuts - do NOT SKIP THESE DONUTS. They are fat, chewy, perfectly glazed, and the first placed I dragged my family to the minute we checked into the hotel. The lemon poppyseed is a work of art and perfectly, perfectly sweet with a sour kick.

3. LRoom - come prepared to take photos and let your inner Instagram monster live its best life.

4. abcV - a wonderful, chic spot to try truly interesting & fantastic food. Highlights of our meal included: sticky rice, candied tempeh, spinach campanelle with saffron breadcrumbs, dosa, and green chickpea hummus. Make a reservation or arrive right at 5:30PM when they open- this place pops off.

5. Veniero’s - a family staple & perfect post-Broadway show nightcap. Show up ready to sit down in an old-school Italian bakery and enjoy coffee, cannoli (REAL cannoli), and cheesecake unlike you’ve ever had. This place owns my soul and I think about the chocolate cannoli filling every day of my life.

6. Sadelle’s - DO YOU LIKE BAGELS? DO YOU LIKE ORANGE JUICE IN A WINE GLASS? DO YOU LIKE FEELING LIKE IT’S THE 1960′S? You will love Sadelle’s, and you should make a reservation.

Time for another trip yet?!?!?!

Until next time, Happy Eating!

- Natalie

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Interview with Who Boy !!!

Who Boy is an up and coming Detroit indie rock/synth pop band coming from Midtown’s music scene. They are completely self made; each of the members has a hand in the process, everywhere from writing and recording, to the promotion and the business side of things. Playing shows ranging from Midtown’s own Dally in the Alley, all the way to New York City on their last tour, they are here to serve pure indie, synth pop vibes for all listeners to enjoy. Starting off with only releasing a few singles in the past year, they have accumulated over half a million total streams on Spotify alone. With the addition of a three new members, they have released their debut EP, Appetizers. Appealing Orange Records had the privilege of getting to talk to Who Boy’s creator, drummer, songwriter, & visual creator, Max Stutz, about their experiences as a band in Detroit’s growing indie music scene.

Appealing Orange Records: Okay, so my really good friend goes to CCS [College for Creative Studies] & she always refers to you guys as a CCS band. Do y’all go, or at some point in your life, go to CCS or is my friend just startin rumors ? Who Boy: Two of our members are in their senior year at CCS! AOR: Damn, so y’all only began putting your music up on Spotify/Apple Music a little over a year ago & your first song, “Toy Plane”, has already amassed nearly 300,000 plays on Spotify alone. Alongside a mention in the MetroTimes of your debut album release show, what does it feel like to get legit recognition from not only your peers, fans, but the city newspaper? And what’s it like, especially for the two members still at CCS, balancing outside responsibility alongside your growing career? WB: It feels really awesome. Kind of surreal actually. We work our butts off so it’s so cool to know our efforts are not going unnoticed. It’s really hard for us to balance work, school and music all together without having one area start to lack a little bit. Two members are in school at Wayne State too ! AOR: So you guys are quite familiar with the Detroit/Cass Corridor area then, how does the area of Detroit influence your music and your ambitions as a band ? WB: That’s an interesting question. Well of course Motown is a huge influence. Not entirely aesthetically, but it motivates us to try and help put Detroit back on the map in the national music scene. AOR: Are you seeing a renaissance in the local music scene of artists as Detroit is starting to see a renaissance in jobs and growth in the city as a whole? WB: I think it’s exciting that this indie rock/indie pop scene here in Detroit is starting to pop off a little bit. You have Mark Whalen, the Doozers, Hala to name a few. It could be a great opportunity to solidify Detroit as a hub for indie rock/pop. AOR: Speaking of other local artists, who are some major influences for you debut EP, Appetizers? And what are some experiences, visuals, or moments that influenced you to write this EP? WB: Oh boy - Radiohead, Gorillaz, Gillian Welch, the Beatles. All of us in who boy brings something different to the table. We’re all such great friends, and it’s so special to each of us that we can work together and create something bigger and better than if we were on our own. Can’t put my finger on an exact moment or experience, but we all just love to create and we’re happy to be doing it together. AOR: Okay lastly, with the addition of three members for this album, what was the writing & recording process for your debut EP, Appetizers, like? And how was it different with the new members? WB: We could not be more pleased with how things are going. The new additions are people I [Max] have been friends with for a long time. I’ve always respected each of them in what they do. Such talented songwriters and producers. It’s different now because we can take care of pretty much everything in house. Writing, recording, producing, mixing, promotion. Everything except for the master is done by one of us. But we’re all such great buds and we’re having such an awesome time working together and challenging each other to do the best we can do. AOR: That is honestly incredible and I highkey give so much credit to y’all for being such a DIY band. All my friends and I can’t WAIT to see what y’all do next and I hope I can see y’all soon next time I’m back home in Detroit.

Appetizers is the perfect soundtrack for a road trip up north with some of your best friends, hands down. The mellow, indie vocals, courtesy of Maria French, juxtaposed with the gorgeous, softly distorted guitar riffs, done by Max Capasso, alongside the synth create this hypnotic aesthetic that you will fall hard for. My personal favorite, “Motel”, features a funky bass line, created by bass player Phoenix Eller, placed next to some starry synths, made possible by producer & keyboardist Sean Mackillop, & a guitar riff that WILL get stuck in your head in the best way possible. All members within Who Boy really shine throughout this EP, and if this is the future of the Detroit music scene, I can’t wait to see where they take it.

Check them out at The Loving Touch in Ferndale MI, Saturday January 18th @ 7pm alongside fellow Detroit band, The Doozers ! Check out their socials ! insta: @whoboydetroit twitter: @whoboydetroit

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New York sightseeing: Manhattan’s wine bars

A LONG Easter weekend in New York without the family, to see Bruce Springsteen's Broadway show: obviously, I had serious eating and drinking to do. New York's wine bar culture is well developed: there's a huge choice, with something of a recent vogue for more casual (by New York standards) natural wine-focussed bars, such as the much-lauded Four Horsemen, and June, both in Brooklyn.

Since I was staying in TriBeCa, however, I decided that I couldn't be bothered to schlep outside Manhattan or beyond Midtown. The following were the favourite wine bars I visited in that zone.

Terroir,  24 Harrison St, (212) 625-963. Subway: Franklin St. This TriBeCa wine bar was the most low-key of the ones I visited - really a fairly simple bar - but it's a lot of fun. Terroir's wine list is longish and idiosyncratic: evidently a reflection of personal passions. So there are plenty of rieslings, some spätburgunders, a range of Château Musar vintages (the 1978 is $410) and the largest collection of Madeiras I've ever seen in one bar. On the other hand, coverage of regional France, for example, is pretty patchy.  

I stuck with the offbeat theme, starting with a Viñátigo Marmajuelo 2016, Islas Canarias, an unusual white from Tenerife: wonderful minerality, richness and depth. Staying in the Canaries, I enjoyed Frontón de Oro "Malpaís" 2014, Gran Canaria: a high-altitude red made from local listán and tintilla grapes, spicy with a strong iron/mineral character, highly individual.

Finally - and since it was about midnight by this point - I couldn't resist a flight of Madeiras (middle right, above): a horizontal tasting of four Broadbent 10 year-olds, each from one of the main Madeira grapes - sercial, verdelho, boal and malmsey. A rare late-night treat.

Maialino, 2 Lexington Ave (in Gramercy Park hotel). Tel (212) 777-2410. Subway: 23rd St, 6 train. There are several reasons to love this upscale restaurant and wine bar: the fabulous Roman food; a relaxed but classy vibe; the long, light bar (middle left, above) with views out to Gramercy Park. But its glory is its astonishing Italian wine list, one of the largest and most comprehensive I've ever seen.  

Granted, it's not cheap, but if you're looking for a vertical of Antoniolo Gattinaras going back to 1964 (the '64 is $400/bt) you've come to the right place. Partial to large-format Frank Cornelissen Etna reds? Well there are four different vintages en mag plus a jeroboam to choose from.

More modestly, there around 35 wines by the glass. I kicked off with a sublime Ottaviano Lambruschi "Costa Marina" vermentino, Colli dei Luni 2016: rounded but with lovely freshness and gorgeous layers of fruit. Staying in Liguria, I moved on to Maccario Dringebberg “Luvaira” 2016, Rossese di Dolceaqua, an unusual Ligurian red (OK, I admit it: I haven't seen a red from the region before) - spicy, savoury, and frankly amazing with my malfatti (pasta rags, top left, above) with suckling pig and arugula. Which was, incidentally, the best pasta I've had in a long time.

I finished with Mauro Franchino's beautiful Gattinara 2012 - pure elegance in its old-vine nebbiolo fruit, grippy, subtle minerality with a hint of bitterness, great length.

My only tiny criticism would be that among the sparkling wines on the list, there is just one Franciacorta, and that only available by the bottle. But it's a quibble after a lunch that made me blissfully happy. Prices are quite high, though they include service - Maialino is a non-tipping restaurant.

Aldo Sohm Wine Bar, 151 West 51st St (between 6th and 7th aves). Tel (212) 554-1143. Subway: 50th St, 1 train/7th Ave/49th St. Austrian sommelier Aldo Sohm's wine bar is a sleek Midtown joint. It's a slightly odd space, with a high ceiling and no windows, with high tables gathered around a nice couch area: I found it soothingly upscale. It serves pretty good if pricey bar snacks.

Sohm offers around 35 wines by glass. The main list has a good Austrian section, unsurprisingly, and otherwise covers the bases with a few unusual touches (eg Domaine Mas Blanc Cuvée de la St Martin 1979, Banyuls - though that's $40 a glass...)

I enjoyed Alexandre Avantangelos's T-Oinos Avgoustiatis/Mavrotragano 2011, Cyclades, an unusual Greek red from Tinos. It's 70% mavrotragano/30% avgoustiatis: soft, well balanced with acidity and chewy tannins; nice herbal and savoury notes. And I loved Benedikt Baltes Buntsandstein Spätburgunder 2015, Franken (bottom right above): weight and depth in a great vintage, cool and restrained yet smooth, attractive mineral notes, long.

Corkbuzz, 75 9th Ave, in Chelsea Market. Tel (646) 237-4847. Subway: 14th St/8th Ave. (another branch at Union Square/13th St) Corkbuzz makes a fine stopover after trip to the High Line, tucked away in the middle of Chelsea Market's warren of bars and restaurants. It's pretty casual, funky background music, thirtysomethings: not a bad vibe.

It offers about 35 wines by glass and prices are more moderate than many in NYC. There are daily specials too. The full list has offers pretty reasonable coverage though it's far from exhaustive; the US selection is its strongest.

I started with a glass of Domaine Barmès-Buecher riesling "Tradition" 2016, Alsace (bottom left, above) a fine late-afternoon sharpener: fresh, crisp with a little weight. I moved on to Linden “Mon Père” pinot noir 2015, Williamette Valley - a lean, clean Oregon pinot, lots of fresh red fruit.

Wined Up, 913 Broadway, 2nd floor (between 20th/21st Sts). Subway: East 23rd St (another branch at Union Square.) Wined Up, upstairs from sister restaurant Punch, is an appealingly intimate, low-lit spot. There's a backlit bar at the back, and tables towards the windows with a wall of wine bottles down one side.

Prices are reasonable: the white wines by the glass, for example, kick off with the ever-reliable Feudi di San Gregorio 2015, Falanghina at $12, which seems to be about as cheap as a glass gets in non-dive NYC these days. The 25 or so wines by the glass are all priced at $12-16.

For wine geeks, however, the most intriguing part of Wined Up's offering is the list of bin ends which it inherited from a previous incarnation: several dozen mostly US bottles, many of them improbably old vintages, at knockdown prices. I couldn't resist the Elizabeth Spencer Special Cuvée grenache 2007, Mendocino County: sweet grenache fruit, balsamic notes, rounded tannins - on the downslope but very enjoyable (and a bargain at $39/bt; top right above).

10 April 2018

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I Love Memphis gets weird today thanks to contributor Stacey – who searched across the city for the most interesting restrooms in all the land – ranging from funky to fancy. Guess where you’ll find each restroom and then scroll to the bottom for the answers.  I did my best to not include any images that had obvious vulgarity, but keep in mind this post may require some appreciation of bathroom humor or tolerance for a scribbled swear. These bathrooms are a mix of women’s/men’s/unisex but there are enough hints it shouldn’t be too biased no matter which room you use. 1. Groovy This dive bar is known for its art, so it only makes sense that the women’s room would also be a work of art. (Not sure why such attention to detail did not carry out in the men’s room. Maybe the artist got tired?) However, this psychedelic landscape could prove problematic depending on how much one has been drinking. 2. Argggh Once upon a time, this bar’s ladies’ room had a lovely poster of Audrey Hepburn facing the porcelain throne. Now, there’s a rheumy-eyed pirate creepily staring at you. 3. Welcome to The Funhouse this is truly the weirdest bathroom in Memphis These legendary funhouse bathrooms – both men’s and women’s – have survived various incarnations of this restaurant space. No one knows if this M.C. Escher inspired tiled masterpiece was created on purpose or by necessity, but those prone to vertigo may want to steer clear. 4. What Is Even Happening Two toilets facing each other in the ladies’ room. How is this a thing? 5. Yikes Once home to a solid group of old timers, this much loved dive bar has been reclaimed by the young and hip.  Here you’ll find a great juke box, a pretty messed up but playable pool table, and one of the most notorious bathrooms in all of Memphis. Fellas, too many beers affecting your ability to direct the stream to its intended target? No worries, what happens on the floor here, stays on the floor here. (Hey, things could be worse, it could be carpeted!) 6. He Said It The bathrooms at this late night stop are among the cleanest in town, believe it or not. While the women’s room is rather boring, save for a little political graffiti, the men’s room is a shrine to a former employee. Apparently, he was known for his witticisms. A long time regular tells me that the list that covers all four walls was a work in progress for many years while he was still alive and slinging hot wings. 7. What Wondrous Graffiti Home to artists, poets, and comics, this bar’s bathrooms were once a place of inspiration thanks to the literary thoughts scrawled on the walls. These days, the women’s room contains campy drawings of both male and female nether regions, and the drunken scribble centers on calling out men for their bad behavior. If the complicated and time consuming graffiti in the men’s room is any indication, many men have sought refuge there. 8. Hello Beautiful Clearly a woman (or a very smart man) added this little touch to the ladies’ room at this newish downtown watering hole. It’s guaranteed to bring a smile and has probably resulted in a quite a few women inadvertently striking up a conversation with a brick wall. 9. Ladies lounge This is the best kept secret on this famous street, at least for the ladies in need of a clean place to take a pitstop. Come up the fire escape and walk right in, whether you plan to dine or not. (Shhh!) This bathroom could easily be mistaken for a swanky cocktail bar thanks to its luxurious seating area and romantic lighting. Speaking of if walls could talk…I imagine quite a bit of gossip and shenanigans have gone on in here. 10. Refurbished One of midtown’s fine dining establishments is undergoing a total refresh, and that includes the bathrooms. This recently redone ladies’ room has handmade wallpaper and a nice little side table for your purse and phone. 11. Shiny and New Looking for a classy place to leave that oak barrel-aged overflow? These bathrooms are super brand-new and so shiny. It appears they’ve taken the same care in designing the restrooms as they have the rest of the facility. 12. Artsy Technically not a bar, but you can get a free drink here one Friday a month. Two unisex bathrooms serve as private galleries of sorts as they feature fine art by two of this establishment’s “regulars.”  Tad Lauritzen Wright’s most recent show, “The Politics of Power,” which consisted of single line drawings, extends into one bathroom. (Greely Myatt’s work, which includes a zipper in the wall, graces the other.) Answers 1. Canvas 2. The Cove 3. Midtown Crossing 4. Westy’s 5. Lamplighter 6. Alex’s Tavern Former employee Sonny was known for his witticisms (aka “Sonnyisms”). 7. P&H 8. The Dirty Crow 9. Itta Bena on Beale Street 10. Tsunami (Part-owner and artist Colleen Couch Smith did the redesigning, which includes freaking handmade wall paper!) 11. Old Dominick Distillery 12. David Lusk Gallery Have more quiz ideas for Memphis? More weird bathrooms? Leave em in the comments. About The Author Stacey Greenberg is a freelance writer who lives in Cooper Young with her two teenaged sons. She’s a contributor to Thrillist.com, Edible Memphis, I Love Memphis, and Memphis Travel. She’s also the author of the award winning blog, Dining with Monkeys (diningwithmonkeys.com). A lifelong Memphian, she loves the fact that she’s never met a stranger here.   Are you a home owner in Memphis, with a broken garage door? Call ASAP garage door today at 901-461-0385 or checkout http://ift.tt/1B5z3Pc

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Creating a ‘Library Hotel Experience’ – The Difference is the ATTENTION to DETAILS

I love to travel. That’s not a secret. I also like to travel like a brat. Also, not a secret.

  Recently I surprised one of my dearest friends Lesley with a trip to New York City. She’s a professor at Elon University and previously taught students to read. Her love of books made it easy for me to choose the hotel, the stunning Library Hotel.

  If you haven’t ever heard of it, click here.  Located in midtown New York, The Library Hotel is in a prime spot! Just a 10-minute walk from Times Square and Broadway, and one block from Grand Central Station. With more than 6,000 books in their collection and each of the 10 floors themed after one of the designations of the Dewey Decimal System – it’s a book lover’s dream.  We stayed in 1206, the mythology room with a gorgeous view of the NYC Public Library. The second-floor guests are provided with snacks all day and a lovely breakfast each morning which was a treat. The rooftop bar was the perfect way to end a day with cocktails and a fabulous fun and funky buzz.

  From the moment we made the reservation online until we checked out, this hotel did an exceptional job of paying attention online and in person.

  Their online registration is easy and allows guests to share special occasions or add-ons they’d like in the room on arrival. So, of course, I added a few nice touches to our stay.

  When you arrive (even if the room isn’t ready), they instantly make you feel at home, using names, opening doors, and offering guests an opportunity to get ‘refreshed’ in their special area on the second floor. This was absolutely one of my favorite spaces in the hotel with constant snacks, great coffee, delish breakfast, and afternoon cocktails.

  As we arrived early, we took advantage of refreshments, a quick outfit change, stored our luggage, and then off for some fabulous shopping in SoHo, and lunch at my favorite NYC restaurant, Balthazar.

  When we got back to check in and head up to our room, I was SUPER impressed… they had birthday card and gift for Lesley, a bottle of my favorite champagne (they must have been on my Instagram account) and then, wait for it… a note and a BOOK from Balthazar! The note and gift blew me away. I am hard to impress. Just so you know. But that was fantastic! 

  This simple act of seeing my social media post, writing a note, sharing a book from a local place is the level of detail that has guests returning over and over again! Did I tweet about it? You bet I did! Did I post on Instagram? Of course! Would I highly recommend them? To everyone? Absolutely!

  As a keynote speaker who specializing on helping people pay ATTENTION – and the value that attention can bring – to their businesses and lives — I travel the world sharing stories of how to be more intentional with our attention. I truly believe we need to give attention to get attention.

  What can you do in your business to make your clients, customers, members, or patients feel like we did during our Library Hotel experience?

  Use names – whenever possible, use people’s names. Dale Carnegie once said, “A person’s name is the sweetest sound”. This attention-grabbing technique costs nothing, but the return is incredible!

  Leverage social media – invest a few minutes and notice what your clients are saying and doing online. Can you do something to personalize their experience that will allow them to KNOW you paid attention? That doesn’t have to cost you anything except a few minutes to write a note.

  Handwritten notes – I am a huge fan of this old-fashioned technique. In a digital world, it is analogue systems that get attention. Can you write a note to thank someone for their business? Write a thank you note to a team member for a job well done? Write a note to a patient and wish them a speedy recover?

  Make it special – it was Lesley’s birthday. They knew it when I checked in and made sure to make it a memorable. What systems can you create to systemize thoughtfulness? Notes in your system? Post-it notes on a file? Fields in a database?

  Here’s what I know… Because of the remarkable and thoughtful way the staff at the Library Hotel paid ATTENTION to me and my dear friend, I will most definitely return for another stay. I will share this story in my new book Attention Pays™. I will speak of this experience in keynotes around the world and I will be forever delighted by this fantastic experience.

  What can you do to create a Library Hotel experience within your organization today? Attention pays. It really does. Want to learn more about getting YOUR team to deliver in memorable ways just as the staff at the Library Hotel does? Contact me today. I’ve got the answers you need!

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Song of the Day: January 19, 2017

Jeff Buckley, “Night Flight” (Led Zeppelin cover)

“Hi, my name is Corey, and I’m a music obsessive.” 

“Hi, Corey.” (P.S.: it’s entirely likely that the boys on this board fall into this category too).  

I’ll find myself on a jag with a particular artist and I sit down at that table and eat until I can barely push myself away -- hits, albums, deep cuts, b-sides, live boots, covers, etc. And then move on to the next (not always connected) obsession. And so I find myself drifting back into a Jeff Buckley phase of late. There are many, many reasons -- but perhaps the best way to get to the bottom of it all is through a story.  The story of my first week living in New York City after I moved there in the summer of 1993.

(What I’m about to tell you is all true -- it just sounds super implausible so bear with me as this tale takes a little telling).

My best friend from college was living on the Upper West Side circa 1993; it wasn’t all baby strollers and upscale cafes yet (although Zabar’s was still very much the center of our little ‘hood, you purists will be pleased to note). He and some other Oregon expatriate friends were kind enough to invite me to a “welcome dinner” at a place in the LES (it hadn’t been rebranded the East Village quite yet) called Princess Pamela’s -- sadly, it’s no longer there but it was a down-at-the-heels soul food place just off the Bowery in an old railroad apartment run by a capricious crank named Pamela, who essentially decided whether she wanted to serve you that night or not. On the night in question, we walked to the restaurant from my friend’s apartment and passed a crime scene (body under a sheet with police tape around it; turned out some kid had jumped from a roof earlier that night) and then arrived at Pamela’s only to find that she had “no food left to serve.”  So we walked to the green grocer next door; bought items from a list Pamela had provided us (no joke, with our own money), and then brought them back to the restaurant, where her short order cook fixed us something along the lines of short ribs and collard greens and then charged us again for the food at her menu price.  (The same menu that said “We got chicken, we got ribs, whatchu want?”) Welcome to New York.

We then walked from Princess Pamela’s to a little cafe in the neighborhood called Sin-e’ -- it wasn’t much to look at, like most of the dumps in and around the Bowery. It was a tiny room with no booze (which didn’t really do much for us at that point although I vaguely remember drinking some Rolling Rocks that night), just coffee, tea, pastries and some tables scattered around with a clearing at the front of the room that served as a “stage.”  The musical entertainment that night was a guy I’d never heard of before named Jeff Buckley -- he was a funny kid, a little wired with a weird sense of humor, mixing originals with covers (which were crazy eclectic -- the Smiths, Van Morrison, Bob Dylan, Nina Simone, Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan). What you see here is basically what we saw that night, only Jeff’s hair was shorter. He could play the shit out of the guitar (I’m not a particularly great guitarist but I know one when I see/hear one), was clearly uncomfortable with even the nascent aspects of celebrity culture that were present (e.g., cameras, long before smartphones) but more than anything else what blew my mind was dude’s voice -- I felt like I’d heard it somewhere before but I had never seen or met ANYONE (Elliott Smith included) who could do the singer/songwriter thing amplified and scale the heights of both Jimmy Page’s playing and Robert Plant’s singing.  AT THE SAME TIME IN THE SAME SONG. Plus, what were all these beautiful, model-looking women doing at this crappy little cafe in the middle of one of the worst drug/prostitution/crime neighborhoods in the City?  The whole thing was kind of baffling and my friends acted like it was nbd -- it’s NYC, Holmes, this shit happens all the time.  You walk into a not-even-dive-bar and some dude with a voice like a choirboy is singing obscure Zep covers to a couple dozen bored-looking people on a random school night. (As it happens, Buckley lived just a few blocks down the street and the magically reverbed Tele he played that night wasn’t even his... he’d just borrowed it for the residency). 

We left. I was kinda floored, more than a little buzzed.  We stopped at some other dive for ridiculously strong whiskey drinks and then I cabbed it home to the UWS -- the cab I was in lost a wheel/tire somewhere in midtown and I had to hoof it the rest of the way back from there, really late, and through a couple of sketchy streets (Amsterdam and the 60s was no joke back in the day, y’all).  This is my life, man.  I live in the Apple now. And I can see something like this ANY NIGHT, IT IS POSSIBLE.

It was only much later (after Grace was released) that I made the family connection back to the Tim Buckley albums like Happy/Sad and Goodbye and Hello that my dad had loved so much, he had told me stories about seeing that guy at the Troubadour way back in the day and I marveled at the DNA trickery that allowed Tim’s heavenly voice to somehow magically materialize a generation later in the form of his distant/estranged son, living like a bum on the Bowery and playing for tips in a cafe you wouldn’t have recognized then or now (I think it’s another Irish bar called “Bua,” which is Gaelic for victory -- whereas Sin-e’ essentially meant “that’s it!”).

This song totally takes me back to that night, to a pre-fame, very much ALIVE Jeff Buckley, who could goof on a deep Zep track by giving it a funky Sly & the Family Stone intro, talk about a time when he was playing it every night as being transported back to “two months ago, in a golden age,” and a New York City that essentially doesn’t exist anymore: a lot grubbier, a little more dangerous. (Ironically, Physical Graffiti -- the album from which this song is taken -- was the first album Buckley ever owned, and its cover photo is a St Mark’s Place block just a few short steps from where I saw him that night). It felt like home for a couple of years and so that is why I obsess over Jeff’s music today. It feels like him taking me on a guided tour of my record collection from the comfy, beaten-up confines of my tiny NYC living room. And then I miss him. (CdB)  

[abiteofnat]

NYC? NYFEEDME... 

Because if there’s one thing NYC is good at, it’s making sure my bottomless pit of a stomach is consistently full of something tastyyy. As well as beautiful. They are the epitome of making food into an art and waste no time or money with creative executions of something as simple as “cookie dough” (more on that later). A couple weeks ago I went to NYC as a part of a) finding a smart-kid college for my smart-kid sister and b) due to a standing family vacation reservation that fit in nicely to part “a” so after my donut-filled Syracuse excursion we bopped on down to Midtown! There was the glitz n’ fake glamour of NYC just blocks away in Times Square, but we tucked away in the 1 Hotel on 6th which has become a second home of sorts. While it’s strangely organic and it all smells like wood and hemp, it’s a literal oasis from the trashbag-lined streets and taxis honking and honking (and honking). Do NOT get me wrong, I ADORE New York. I live for the salty street pretzels and the iced coffee at every deli and the need to just live it up there constantly. But I’m a Chicago girl, midwestern to the bone and Jesus I thought I might have a better fate in store but it appears I’m baseball and cheese fries until I die. 

Give me ten days in that wild city though and I will make them my bitch! Since I’d only ever spent 48 hours at a time in NYC many times a year in the past few years, and still managed to consume most of the island I was concerned as to how I would fare. I’d say thankfully we as a family eat pretty healthy and my one friend I stayed with is a ~vegan~ and the other one is a marathon runner with a taste for really really good carbs, so damage was light. I’ve rounded up my tippity-top spots for grub worth taking one to one million photos of and I hope you get to go try them all, because I’m a creature of habit and rarely wine n dine somewhere once so I’ll see you around! 

1. BLUESTONE LANE! 

This cafe was one of my sister’s finds, and still one of my favorites to look back on! Elise isn’t usually one to choose where we dine, but we all needed coffee and a breakfast that wasn’t bagels on bagels (which would be my choice if it was my turn to choose breakfast) and she pointed us to a little funky-chic cafe called Bluestone Lane, an Australian chain dotted across NYC. The location we went to was on 5th Ave (2 E 90th ST for the exact address) and was attached to a gorgeous old church, the seating within some of the re-done structure with tables spilling out onto the scenic sidewalk. Bluestone offers a “reasonably” priced, health-oriented menu that’s somewhat Cali and somewhat NYC-foodie-on-a-mission-for-THE-PIC. I was beyond thrilled to get to shoot this food- we ate at a table right inside the doors between the beautiful stone walls which meant natural, warm light and perfect people watching. 

What we ate: the BIRCHER MUESLI STOLE THE SHOW. With creamy oats, crisp apples, quinoa for texture and health benefits, and seasonal berries + fruits it was a killer combo of filling and still light in the stomach. The homemade banana bread (gluten free!) with ricotta and fruit is a great sharing plate which is exactly what we did, and added something sweet and heavier to everyone’s meals. The avocado smash was beautifully composed “On Balthazar toast with tahini, heirloom cherry tomatoes, feta, sunflower sprouts & e.v.o.o” (from website) and could have been the full meal if we came an hour later. For a breakfast/brunch/lunch date, this is the place. You want to sip their scrumptious espresso and fragrant, rich chai over the colorful food and chat forever in these walls. And guess what? The Guggenheim Museum is right next door, which is exactly where we went after this meal. How perfect is that? 

2. DOUGH!

So my mom loves donuts. As in donuts are worth twenty minutes to find parking for, legit anger if they are sold out, real old school donut appreciation level of love. This is something I love deeply about her and why I can always count on a “yes” upon a donut excursion request, and while in NYC it’s a m u s t to go to Dough. These big ole fluffy fuckers are too good to skip, and given there’s plenty of flashy, over-the-top donuts to be found on Instagram I can’t praise Dough enough. These are bigger than your hand but weigh less than a baby bunny, and the flavors do nothing but enhance the sweet, airy dough you can watch being hand-fried in the back baking room through a glass wall. My favorite one to date is the Blood Orange donut coated in the prettiest pink glaze and donning a dried orange slice, and it’s tangy and flavorful and citrusy without being sickeningly sweet. 

The other front runners are the chocolate-hazelnut and the lemon poppyseed which tastes like a much less buttery version of lemon poppyseed pound cake and instead would make a lovely breakfast pastry. While Dough is small and there isn’t much open seating since it’s ~always~ full of people eating a donut with fork and knife, my family grouped up by the window and shared donuts with chocolaty fingers and smiles galore. Can’t frown when you’re eating a donut unless you’re a miserable person! 

There she is, the Blood Orange baddie calling my name. I’ll be back, my sweet. 

3. TOBY’S ESTATE COFFEE

What’s a family vacation in my family without copious coffee??? Seeing as donuts and 3 p.m. always call for caffeine, we wandered around the Flatiron District where Dough is located and found this little coffee shop that’s Brooklyn originated and very very cute. They take coffee seriously so don’t expect grande sizes, but do expect major taste. Bonus? It’s attached to a boutique bookstore so you can sip and shop (but do NOT SPILL). I got a mocha and it was rich, delicious, and also very expensive. That’s what good espresso (cough cough not Starbucks) will cost you. 

4. DŌ, Cookie Dough Confections

That’s right, another “dough”! There’s a theme here of trendy sweet treats and this one certainly takes the... dough. Made famous through social media and the 2017 “need” for colorful and unique foodie experiences, DŌ offers a variety of cookie dough flavors all entirely safe to eat either in a cup or a cone quite like an ice cream store! I turned 22 during our trip and this was my pick for birthday breakfast because what adult doesn’t want to turn 22 while eating a scoop of oatmeal and M&M cookie dough that comes in a PINK CONE?!?!? I may be getting old and gross, but my stomach is still a dessert-driven child. I literally only eat my vegetables so we can get to the real stuff. 

We came at a great time- given the fact it’s such a destination spot there can be up to a 2+ hour wait (!!!) so we got there bright n’ early at 10 a.m. and there were enough people to feel cool but not too many people that I was like weneedtoleaverightnowfuckthedough. Mom got the chocolate chip dough on a chocolate chip cone, Elise got the plain ole sugar cookie, and my dad nibbled on a little of it all which was impressive since his sweet tooth is nonexistent. I guess when you don’t have a birthday cake there are no candles, right? NAH. THIS PLACE HAS IT ALL. We got some candles and stuck em right in there. 

And the fact we had leftovers to eat during intermission at “Kinky Boots” on Broadway that night when we were taking a break from salivating over Brendan Urie? PERFECTO. Brendan and DŌ. A winning combo and making me feel real good about 22 so far. 

5. SANCTUARY T! 

HA as if the birthday eating ended there. I planned weeks and weeks ahead to have dinner at Sanctuary T on my birthday, as it’s one of my absolute favorite restaurants in the world, and my mom dragged her heels for a while asking if I was “entirely sure I did not want to try somewhere NEW and FRESH” and I stayed strong because Sanc T is my bliss. She regretted that resistance when we sat down in the fucking cute Free People photoshoot setting of this place and got a rose on happy hour, and when the food was brought to the table I pondered how is this place not on every foodie list because it’s all just so GOOD. The truffle-Caesar kale salad is incredible, as the kale is crunchy and earthy which plays off the strong smooth linger of the truffle dressing, and the fish tacos are fried to perfection and topped with pickled root veggies. The fries (also on happy hour!) come with -surprise- truffle aioli, and they are the best fries in NYC. I’m just going to go ahead and make that claim. The burrata was thick but silky and on homemade bread with some olive oil it was straight s-e-x. Slippery and salty and best with an alcoholic drink in arm’s reach.  

There’s nothing bad on this menu. Nothing. So go H A M and eat it allllllll up. It’s in SoHo so it’s a great area to walk around before or after dinner, with amazing classic New York architecture and picturesque streets. Make sure to hit up the Brandy Melville nearby and scoot over to MarieBelle for after-dinner hot chocolate and sweets. 

That will do it for part one of “Natalie Eats NYC”, part two will be up in a couple days!!! While I can write forever, I don’t think y’all want to read forever. So I’ve chunked it up. 

Until next time, Happy Eating!

-Natalie

[tyleroakley-obsessed]

Ed. Note: I’m happy to share with you this post from new contributor Cat Evans about Artistik Lounge’s 5th Anniversary show this Sunday. If you can’t make it this week, you can catch Artistik Lounge every third Sunday. “It’s Artistik Lounge’s 5th Anniversary, Mane!!!” Artistik Lounge is an amazing once-a-month event that features local artists held in Minglewood Plaza every third Sunday produced for the last five years by TamED Productions’ TamE, a Memphis poet with a heart of gold. The Anniversary show is this Sunday, June 18 at at 1884 Lounge inside Minglewood Plaza. Doors open at 7 p.m., tickets are $10 at the door, there’s a cash bar, and the event is 18 and up. Featured musicians will be Hippy SOUL, Siphne Aaye, Brennan Villines, Mariama, F.W. Love, Dana Mwangi, Jacqueline Gladness and Suavo J. Don’t miss it! More info. But let me tell you more about why I love Artistik Lounge. For as long as I’ve known the event’s founder, TamE, she’s been doing something music or art related. Whether it was co-hosting an open mic, creating a one woman show, helping her community through her non-profit Memphis Artists For Change or producing the Artistik Lounge every month, she’s always kept herself busy when it came to the arts. (Sometimes I have to remind her to sit down and breathe). TamE has had a lot of success with her past events, but I think this Sunday’s Artistik Lounge will be one that goes down in the books. Why? Because it’s Artistik Lounge’s 5th year anniversary! That’s five years of giving Memphis artists a platform and opportunity to showcase all of their skills in a safe, intimate, loving, supporting environment. During that time, TamE has been the perfect example of a local arts supporter. If that isn’t a reason to celebrate, I don’t know what is. I recently sat and talked to TamE about Artistik Lounge, who is involved, why it’s important to Memphis, and more. Here’s our interview. Cat: What is Artistik Lounge? TamE: Artistik Lounge is a platform for local artists to showcase their talent, garner a following, and network with music and art lovers and supporters. It is a lounge, mane. We want people to know that it’s a laidback experience. There is no dress code, there is no one type of person you’re going to find at the lounge. My greatest hope is that it becomes a mecca for all things local artistic once a month. At Artistik Lounge, you may see a visual artist, you might also see a crafts person who is selling their product, like Funky Knits and Naturals or Pretty Purple Elephant. You may also see different social service representatives. Although we are a platform where we want people to come and enjoy themselves, we also want to highlight some great social service work that’s going on in our city. Cat: Who is a part of Artistik Lounge? TamE: Originally, it all started with myself, Brandon, and Siphne putting Artistik Lounge on weekly at the Rumba Room. Brandon’s friend Darius liked what we were doing and started taking pictures we could use to promote the event so he came on board organically. As the event became more of a staple in the city, there was a need to bring on more assistance – which is where you [Cat] and Shay of CLE Events came in. It helped stabilize everything, the team could work and accomplish goals without being all over the place and that really increased our marketing and our presence on social media and the scene. Also, the audience. Artistik Lounge wouldn’t be a lounge without the loungers. We create the environment, but the people bring the energy. That synergy between what we provide and what the audience gives  – their energy, their vibe – explains our longevity. Cat: When and where is Artistik Lounge? TamE: Artistik Lounge starts at 7 p.m. and is held every third Sunday inside Minglewood Plaza. We’ve been there for four years as of now and that’s our home. Typically, it’s in the dance studio. For the Anniversary show, we’re expanding into 1884 to accommodate more people and not turn anyone away. After the Anniversary, we will be right back to the dance studio. Cat: Why is Artistik Lounge important to Memphis? TamE: Artistik Lounge is important to Memphis because we are very intentional about providing a platform for local artists in an intimate environment where they can vibe with the audience. We also provide a spot in the cipher for people who are probably aspiring to be working artists or who haven’t performed in front of an audience before. Cat: What difference/effect has it had over the last five years? On the music scene, individuals, Memphis? TamE: As far as the Memphis music scene, we have knocked down some of the walls that stands between artists. So you have a part of the scene where you have this type of artist and a part of the scene where you have a different type of artist. Also, there are certain genres of music and art form expression that you expect to hear when you go to certain venues. With Artistik Lounge, I don’t think that there is a barrier. We have an open door policy and a very diverse presentation of artist that we present. For example, we’ve had Gangsta Blac. You don’t get no more trap than that, you know, as far as rap. We’ve had Adagio come and do their reunion. Our last show we had TRILLogy, Sleepy J and Crisis901. That lineup alone shows the diversity amongst rappers. So, we’re not all neo soul or all rap. We are all local and we are all Memphis, we are Artistik Lounge. Also, we do open our doors for regional artist or artist who are not necessarily from here. We are proud that years ago we had NPR’s Tiny Desk Concert Winners Tank and the Bangas perform, before the tiny desk. Cat: Last question. Who is your favorite featured artist? TamE: I’m from South Memphis. I’m not going to answer that question. (laughs) I’ve got plenty of sense. I would say this though: the quintessential featured artist for me is Tikyra. She is the drummer for Southern Avenue and is the perfect example of someone who uses one skill but has this tool box of all the things they can do. So opposed to asking her to come and drum for us, we said “Hey, come and show us all of your skills!” She plays the guitar, she sings, etc. That’s what I want for the lounge. For artists to feel feel comfortable enough to present all of their talents in a professional format in a laid back environment and for the audience to enjoy it as much as the artist. I want the artist, showcasing parts of themselves that we don’t normally see, whether it be their own music, whether it be an instrument we didn’t know they play, whether it be a talent we didn’t know they had, spoken word – from a person who’s normally singing. Whatever it is and feeling comfortable enough to do that and being confident that the environment we provided is a safe place to do that. For more information about the Anniversary show, visit Artistik Lounge’s 5th Year Anniversary event page here. Website: http://ift.tt/2skymS9 About The Author Cat Evans was born in California, raised in Memphis, and now lives in midtown. She’s a photographer, writer, organizer for DreamFest Weekend, founder of CLE Events, and a Reiki Master. Find her work at Focus Magazine, I Love Memphis, her online portfolio, and Instagram. Are you a home owner in Memphis, with a broken garage door? Call ASAP garage door today at 901-461-0385 or checkout http://ift.tt/1B5z3Pc

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