There are loads of photos that have been sitting on my phone or computer that I’ve been meaning to put on this blog and I think the time is now.
Here’s my mom and Tobey from when I was in California for Thanksgiving. Isn’t he cute? There is only one answer.
Here’s the beach. Isn’t it beachy? There is only one answer. (more…)
Cookie party prize winners (L to R: Natali, honorable mention for her snickerdoodles; Jill, best looking for her ice cream cookie sandwiches; Seven, most creative for her cookie hamburgers; Ann, best tasting for her peanut butter cookies; me, tackiest for my sugar cookie disasters)
Over the weekend I won another award. I swear to God you guys, the accolades are coming fast and furious which is just the risk you take when you’re extraordinarily gifted, I suppose. (more…)
Like most of you, I enjoy going out with my friends and making a night of it on occasion, but it’s becoming increasingly hard with the paparazzi always up in my business. For example, on Thursday night at Obliterati, which is a party for new media or some such, I could barely make a move without someone trying to get a shot.
Here I am just trying to have a conversation. A P-R-I-V-A-T-E conversation. I guess that means nothing to them!
And then here I am apparently talking about something I’m holding in my hand as indicated by the mirror which obviously they’d placed there to better keep an eye on me. God, their shifty resourcefulness knows no bounds!
And then here I am checking myself out in the mirror while Dustin (little arrow) says something. Not exactly a Hollywood moment but anything to feed the public’s insatiable thirst for celebrity, I suppose. It really turns my stomach that we, as a culture, have allowed this to happen.
And then here I am just looking amazing.
(all photos courtesy of Nick McGlynn and RandomNightOut)
I mentioned on twitter earlier that I bought a new plant that we’d need to find a name for on Wednesday’s live show (RSVP HERE). Well I thought you might want to see the plant. They’re mums, which is a dumb name for flowers but a good nickname for a mummy as in “Hey mums, how’s it hanging?” “Why so stiff, mums?” You know, that kinda stuff.
Anyway, all this thought of mums was lighting up a spot in my brain and then I remembered that I’d once shared a flight with a woman I’d referred to in a blog post as MUM. But then I looked back and actually it was MIM and we were playing online trivia and I kept yelling in my head, “Suck it, MIM!” Anyway, you’ll just have to read.
Oh and unrelated, I have some photos from Hannity that I’ve yet to post as well as some other photos. I’m totally sitting on photos right now. It’s uncomfortable.
UPDATE: Turns out mums are chrysanthephajksgfmums! I didn’t realize! But now I do!
Here I am shooting a top secret project near the Flatiron building.
Here’s Tobey being cute.
Here’s Tobey still being cute.
Here’s Tobey blinking.
Here’s my new plant being cute.
Know what time it is? It’s 7:42pm in California. Know what else? Time for another bunch of photos! Hooray!
Here is the Goldenrod Footbridge in Corona del Mar. I’m pretty sure I’ve blogged about it before. It’s my favorite footbridge and it doesn’t even smell like feet.
Here’s the beach.
More beach.
Stupid beautiful water and bullshit boats.
Another picture of the beach if you’re into that kind of thing.
Oh wait, this is a bundt cake that I baked for Yami’s housewarming party last night. Here are some photos of the time I made it (sans nuts) for my sister’s party.
And then here’s Yami and me at her party.
And here’s a description of Schindler’s List which I thought was funny.
Some photos from Wednesday’s Red Eye? Well, if you insist.
Here I am smiling even though my sweater is clearly fitting in a strange bunchy way. Also I’m smiling because with the delay I know that the camera is going to go to me before I’m aware it’s gone to me and so I figure it’s best if my default expression is a smile.
Or this look which yells, “Hi, I’m a good sport. Hit me with whatever you got!” but whispers, “There’s a delay and I can’t really tell what’s going on so I’m just going to make this face.”
And then here I went scuba diving and saw a star fish!
And then we went to the Grand Canyon and I got married.
Here’s my friend Yami and me on July 4.
Here’s Mike and me on July 4.
Here’s Mike pretending to be passed out on the sidewalk while Brian takes a photo of him. (This is an ongoing photo series.)
Here’s Bret playing a rusty trombone. (Get it?)
Here’s me wearing a hat and glasses because when I see hats and glasses I have to put them on.
Here’s me at the beach looking like I totally belong.
Here’s my friend Brian wearing a stylish sweater.
Here’s the Nagel poster that Mike hung on the outside of his recording studio.
And here’s the Nagel when Mike and Brian attempted to set it on fire with firecrackers. I tried to stay inside but they made me come out and take a photo. (This whole adventure is recounted in this episode of The Daily Alison.)
Here’s a photo I took in New York when I was trying to see if I wanted to buy the above lip gloss.
I want something that makes me look kind of dead but not just any kind of dead, I explained. I’m looking specifically for a death-from-hypothermia effect.
And then I had a couple auditions and then after one of them I visited my friend’s boyfriend’s office at VH1 and took a photo of his awesome and yet scary window view.
Here’s another one.
And another one.
And then I flew to CA and these two fuckers greeted me at the airport.
And then here’s a photo of my older brothers. “Nice photo, is that recent?” I asked my dad. Then I laughed a lot because my brothers are in their 40s. Ha! Get it? It’s pretty hilarious.
And then yesterday I went to CAA where the lobby is big and shiny and for some reason I kept thinking about how much you’d mess yourself up if you went running straight into one of the giant slabs of marble or if you happened to wipe out on the stairs.
So I’m super overdue in posting photos which is what always happens when I come to CA. First I get a suntan and then I get plastic surgery and then I forget to put photos into my blog. It’s a problem. Anyway, I’m now going back and catching us all up.
So I needed new headshots. Here’s the image from the shoot that it looks like I might be going with although there are a zillion other images which I enjoy spending my time poring over and also talking to.
Wait, here’s an image (below) which has nothing to do with headshots but I’ll be just damned if I’m going to re-categorize now. Check it out, it’s the dorm I lived in at Pomona College which was recently featured on Top Chef Masters. Fun fact: the other side of that dorm was the exterior of Eastland from Facts of Life!
Ok back to the headshots. They were shot by the super awesome Ben Goldstein. If you need photos I recommend him. 
The above is me just hanging out looking dewy.
Why did I look dewy, you ask? Because my makeup was done by the also super awesome Vincenza Carovillano. I was planning on doing my makeup myself and then about 20 hours before the shoot I freaked out and realized I probably shouldn’t do it myself and Vincenza, who used to do makeup on Weekend Today in New York where I did Best Bets for three years came to my rescue and she was a Godsend. Without her my face would have looked weird and my bra would have been showing and my shirt would have been wrinkly and plus, I wouldn’t have laughed as much. Seriously, I can’t thank her and Ben enough.
This is me with Vincenza.
Here’s Ben and me. At this point I was so tired I was leaning entirely on Ben I think.
And then after I went to a party that Diana Falzone threw. I made sure that we took a photo where we looked kinda drunk and blue-tinted.
