Posted by Melissa Carpenter | Posted in | Posted on 11:12 PM
Question of the night: how do you have a sex life if you live at home?
Posted by Melissa Carpenter | Posted in | Posted on 11:47 PM
I'm slightly terrified for our nation's youth if they can't fold a t-shirt after two hours of trying. However, I can't argue with the fact that this generation has hit the gene pool lotto, and at least they look good while doing it. While I need a good distraction at work, we can't let this winter be a repeat of the summer of '07...oops ;)
Here's more on the place we pre-gamed at...
PIZZA PORT BREWING COMPANY
571 Carlsbad Village
Carlsbad, CA
Great food, countless beers on tap, and a young waitstaff made up the surprisingly family-friendly brewery environment. Stop by one of the three locations on your next trip down the coast (also in Solana Beach and San Clemente).
PIZZA PORT BREWING COMPANY
571 Carlsbad Village
Carlsbad, CA
Great food, countless beers on tap, and a young waitstaff made up the surprisingly family-friendly brewery environment. Stop by one of the three locations on your next trip down the coast (also in Solana Beach and San Clemente).
Sig Eps + techno will forever remind me of EDC. After some Pizza Port and light drinking back at Blake's Vista house, the electro, substances and rave stories came out. JD was quick to remind me that he and Blake were to thank for my love of Boys Noize. The electro god debuted this song, that Friday night in June: STARTER
When I'm not out on the town, you can find me holed up in my room with headphones. As a music snob, I pride myself on my ability to call beats before they go big. Music's one of very few unifying characterisitics of my family and mainly a requisite to my sanity. I don't have any favorite genre, I just dig passionate tunes.
Haven't been going out too much but when a recently-turned-21 LA friend came into town, I decided to show her two of SD's partying staples. Hugely different in their environments, I rarely find parallels bewtween DT and PB. Think about it, their crowds couldn't be more opposite.
What I came across during both nights out, however, were the venues' use of throwback videos. Now I'm not talking Biggie Smalls here people. I'm talking Iggy Pop, Michaek Franti, full fledged sing-a-longs. Never have I been so consumed by video screens. Wiskey Girl in DT and Tavern at the Beach in PB have the right idea leading the drunken masses in song to their favorite 70's 80's and 90's hits. Both nights were closed with more than your typical Journey hit. Refreshingly old skool. Step up.
What I came across during both nights out, however, were the venues' use of throwback videos. Now I'm not talking Biggie Smalls here people. I'm talking Iggy Pop, Michaek Franti, full fledged sing-a-longs. Never have I been so consumed by video screens. Wiskey Girl in DT and Tavern at the Beach in PB have the right idea leading the drunken masses in song to their favorite 70's 80's and 90's hits. Both nights were closed with more than your typical Journey hit. Refreshingly old skool. Step up.
There's no simpler way to put it- I heart Ivy.The DT boutique hotel caters to all different age groups and moods offering dining, lounge, and club options. While we've all partied our little hearts out on the rooftop digs, Eden, some of us are eager to tame our summer ways and try Ivy’s October launch: the wine bar.
Featuring 80 world class offerings, Ivy has created multiple tasting size options with a keycard pouring system to rival DT competitors like Syrah Spirit & Wine Parlor.
Bit of a light weight? The wine bar also offers paired appetizers and deserts to leave you warm and fuzzy rather than tipsy-turvy.
I'll start with the Veuve Clicquot. What? Champagne’s wine too.
Featuring 80 world class offerings, Ivy has created multiple tasting size options with a keycard pouring system to rival DT competitors like Syrah Spirit & Wine Parlor.
Bit of a light weight? The wine bar also offers paired appetizers and deserts to leave you warm and fuzzy rather than tipsy-turvy.
I'll start with the Veuve Clicquot. What? Champagne’s wine too.
Posted by Melissa Carpenter | Posted in | Posted on 11:03 PM
... since I moved back to SD. I grew up knowing the ins and outs of this town, but years in the LA and OC areas have given me new perspectives on social circles. I’ve made it my mission to dive into some real south coast living, and here, we’ll discover it together.
In a city where you don’t know anyone anymore, it pays to be social. Parties, dining and drinks are my speciality, and fashion, art, and luxury are my right hand gals. So how do you live it up in a city defined by its laid-back nature? Me… I get by with a little help from my friends.
In a city where you don’t know anyone anymore, it pays to be social. Parties, dining and drinks are my speciality, and fashion, art, and luxury are my right hand gals. So how do you live it up in a city defined by its laid-back nature? Me… I get by with a little help from my friends.
The madness that is Midsummer at the Phi Tau house seemed the perfect close to my last fraternity shebang. Arriving after midnight to avoid the majority of the random kids that show up to these things, I was pleased to find DJ EJ spinning live in the backyard, a house full of friends and family and enough drama to keep my attention for the 5- hour span we stayed. I mean, your last fraternity party (ever) doesn't exactly warrant a 2-o'clock departure.
Fights between the couples of the year (or the minute), blowing the guys minds with talks of how big our boobs actually were, fuck-marry-kill games, and heart-to-hearts in the attic place this party near the top of the ranking spectrum.
It's hard to think that I won't be at Kookie Tuesday like usual, come September. Perhaps we can start our own tradition to substitute. However, I saw nearly everyone who has had an impact in my life over the past four years, and left for the West Co house feeling extremely blessed with such amaing friends.
* In other news, please note, that when traveling from a party at 5 am, McDonalds is the wrong craving to try and fuel, as they have already started serving breakfast at this time.
Fights between the couples of the year (or the minute), blowing the guys minds with talks of how big our boobs actually were, fuck-marry-kill games, and heart-to-hearts in the attic place this party near the top of the ranking spectrum.
It's hard to think that I won't be at Kookie Tuesday like usual, come September. Perhaps we can start our own tradition to substitute. However, I saw nearly everyone who has had an impact in my life over the past four years, and left for the West Co house feeling extremely blessed with such amaing friends.
* In other news, please note, that when traveling from a party at 5 am, McDonalds is the wrong craving to try and fuel, as they have already started serving breakfast at this time.
Nothing surprises me these days. Like a child with visitation rights, I have been stuck between LA and SD for years, and after DAYS (yeah, almost an entire week ladies and gentlemen) of not sleeping because of killer anxiety, I am at the best place I could be with my decisions.
In case you didn't get that, I'm ready to come home San Diego! While I love my P-town homies to death, I am stoked to be without some of the ish I've been carrying for MONTHS. Not holding any grudges, and not looking back, I'm finally okay (slash more than okay, actually excited?!) with my choice to move home for a bit.
The sense of relief I get from knowing I've cut all ties is unparalleled. Clean Slate. Not most of course, just the ones who have really been holding me back. *SIGH* This. Is. Awesome.
And they say absence makes the heart grow fonder....pffffffff :)
In case you didn't get that, I'm ready to come home San Diego! While I love my P-town homies to death, I am stoked to be without some of the ish I've been carrying for MONTHS. Not holding any grudges, and not looking back, I'm finally okay (slash more than okay, actually excited?!) with my choice to move home for a bit.
The sense of relief I get from knowing I've cut all ties is unparalleled. Clean Slate. Not most of course, just the ones who have really been holding me back. *SIGH* This. Is. Awesome.
And they say absence makes the heart grow fonder....pffffffff :)
Posted by Melissa Carpenter | Posted in | Posted on 10:41 AM
While cleaning up this morning at 5:30, 6:30, and 7:30 respectively, (I have a sleeping problem and a housewife complex) it dawned on me that while we are quick to share drinks and recycle cans, we often forget to conserve our resources.
I poured an approximate 25 half-full beer cans down the drain after being untouched and left out all night. We should all make a conscious effort to haste waste, by stepping up to finish the abundance we bring or giving back to the community by donating to those less fortunate than ourselves.
There are sober kids everywhere people, and more importantly, the smell of beer in the morning makes me gag.
I poured an approximate 25 half-full beer cans down the drain after being untouched and left out all night. We should all make a conscious effort to haste waste, by stepping up to finish the abundance we bring or giving back to the community by donating to those less fortunate than ourselves.
There are sober kids everywhere people, and more importantly, the smell of beer in the morning makes me gag.
Ahhh, Thursday...so close to freedom! Wind down before the weekend kicks off with a combination of my favorite vices: champagne and margaritas
The Sparkling Margarita
1 ounce tequila
1/2 ounce Cointreau
1 ounce lemon juice
1 ounce simple syrup
2 ounces champagne
lemon peel
Combine first four ingrediants in a cocktail shaker, strain into a glass, top with champagne, garnish with lemon peel.
The Sparkling Margarita
1 ounce tequila
1/2 ounce Cointreau
1 ounce lemon juice
1 ounce simple syrup
2 ounces champagne
lemon peel
Combine first four ingrediants in a cocktail shaker, strain into a glass, top with champagne, garnish with lemon peel.
Margarita Monday = success.
So much so that we managed to clear out the party, return the boys to the house, witness watermelon and apples being smashed against Rez's door, and rescue a lost dog.
Among all the action, the highlight of my night had to be texting incriminating information to the wrong person...again. I'm great at double checking my texts for grammar and spelling but for some reason I'm NOTORIOUS (B.I.G. status) for not checking who it is I'm texting. It's not a drunk habit, because sadly, I manage to do it in my most sober and regular state.
My bad.
So much so that we managed to clear out the party, return the boys to the house, witness watermelon and apples being smashed against Rez's door, and rescue a lost dog.
Among all the action, the highlight of my night had to be texting incriminating information to the wrong person...again. I'm great at double checking my texts for grammar and spelling but for some reason I'm NOTORIOUS (B.I.G. status) for not checking who it is I'm texting. It's not a drunk habit, because sadly, I manage to do it in my most sober and regular state.
My bad.
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