#knocksmeouteverytime

last night, the sunset in NYC was truly incredible:

(i know i've been gone for a long-ish time. the last few weeks have been crazy and wild and challenging and fun and sad and hard and wonderful. more deets soon! xox)

where in the world...

are rich and olivia?

yesterday we were in nyc.

today we're in ohio. 

the next 3 days will be spent in michigan.

then back to ohio.

then back to new york.

i guess the 10000 hours spent in a car are the appropriate way to cap off a year spent in:

nyc

massachusetts

maine

disneyworld

disney caribbean cruise

castaway cay in the bahamas

key west

cozumel

grand cayman

england

scotland

wales

greece

i. love. travel.

bring me more, 2012. bring me more!

posts on all of these places coming your way....i have to pick up this guy first:

not a joke. totally serious. he is alllllll ours.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!

behind the bar

bartenders have all kinds of interesting conversations with their customers. sometimes  they're hilarious, sometimes they're deeply awkward, sometimes they're way too personal for two strangers, and sometimes they are amazing and stick with you for a long time.

last spring, i waited on this guy from minnesota who was waiting for his daughter to finish a day of auditioning for dance companies. i think his name was brian. i knew i liked him from the moment he ordered a coors, and after listening to me rattle off our list of imported funky draft beers, said "uhhh......just give me whatever is most like coors." his daughter joined us, and she was like a cartoon character: super nice, super sweet, but the most insane valley girl mixed with minnesota accent ever. i loved waiting on them as they were just so nice and funny and chatty, and reminded me of my own dad and me. we talked about new york, and her hopes of joining a dance company or college dance program, and my own dreams and goals of acting.

when they got up to leave, the dad grabbed my hand over the bar, looked me right in the eyes and said:

"olivia, i want to tell you something i tell all four of my kids and i want you to remember it, too: 

no one is coming for you. if you want something, go get it. that's it. go get it."

i think about that all. the. time.

thank you, minnesota-dad-who-is-maybe-named-brian. your words stuck with me.

(via here)

sweet nothings

(in bed, post tgi-fridays dinner)

rich: ew, olivia, get away from me. do not touch me for even one second. i just want to sleep.

simultaneously

olivia: ew, oh my god, you smell like sizzling onions.

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olivia: if i met ryan gosling and he wanted to be with me, would that be ok with you?

rich: olivia....you must.

5 minutes later

rich: you know...i really think i am ryan gosling's biggest fan.

olivia: are you seriously looking at page after page of google images of him?

rich: I LIKE THE WAY HE DRESSES, OK??????

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olivia: rich, can you please join the rest of us in this hilarious game we are playing called "friends hanging out together"?

rich: hang on please- i am live chatting with a j. crew customer service representative.

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rich: olivia, please put down that magazine and help me decorate our christmas tree.
olivia: ok, one sec please.
5 minutes later
rich: liv, come on.
olivia: mmmmm yessssss i will beeeee riiiiiight.....oh wow reunion photos of the cast of the princess bride!!! just a sec.
5 minutes later
olivia: oh my god!!! you decorated the tree without me?!?!?!
rich: olivia, this tree is 18" high. if it makes you feel better, we can spend the next 3 minutes taking the ornaments off and putting them back on.
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true love, my friends, true love.

{photo by the amazing tye jakobs}

dilemma.

how can i concentrate on this:

when these are calling my name?

my name is olivia and i am addicted to magazines. 

these are only half of the pile that began in july.

why do i need to read an article in entertainment weekly about "the stars' worst movies"?

i don't know.

i. just. do.