I spent yesterday working at the second Indie I Do, and it was awesome. Everyone seemed to have a good time, and the day was not without some personal triumphs:

• I got an awesome hair thingie (apparently called a “fascinator”, says the internet) from Melanie of A Farmers Daughter. She was at the show last year, and I totally regretted not buying the piece I was drooling over during the day. She was back for year 2, so I finally got a pretty feathery thing to wear during special occasions and/or a Tuesday. This isn’t the exact piece I got, but it’s close and it is completely awesome.
• Orgasm via cupcake is not only possible; it’s the only logical response when eating a Coco Cake cupcake. I had a Lemon Frill cupcake, and it was obscenely delicious. I’m trying to think of an excuse to place an order with her – my birthday is almost 5 months away, and that is clearly too long to wait for frosted ecstasy.
• Since last year, I’ve started carrying two wallets – and at the end of the day, I still had both of them. My goal of “don’t lose my wallet at Indie I Do” was achieved with fantastic success. At this rate, I won’t have any reason to be blackmailed by creepy half-witted criminals at all!
• After the show, a large group of us went out for sushi at Tomokazu on Broadway. Unfortunately, we didn’t have a reservation and the restaurant had no room to seat our party of 10 – unless we could guarantee we’d be done by 7:30, so the group with the foresight we lacked could be seated. That gave us just under one hour to eat ourselves stupid, as none of us had eaten all day because of the show. We were up for the challenge – but was the kitchen?

  Never underestimate the power of TURBO SUSHI – we ordered off the all-you-can-eat menu for ten people in two enormous rounds, yet we couldn’t eat quickly enough to keep up with the never-ending stream of deliciousness coming from the multiple servers. We stopped eating well before we had to leave, and food was STILL coming our way. I don’t even like sushi, and I still managed to eat my fill – Turbo Sushi means business. It is not for the weak.

• I was the Swag Bag Bitch for Indie I Do, so I got to see all the awesome things the vendors contributed to the goodie bags. Among the coveted favourite was a flower pin made by Chelsea of Pretty Lulu Design – she makes gorgeous clutches out of silk and fanciness. Miranda bought one yesterday and it is fabulous. I have a serious weakness for a) things I can put on my head and b) crafted flower pins, so I squealed when I saw what Chelsea had made – hooray for pretty things!
• East Vanity Parlour blew everyone away with their saucy contribution to the show, and I’m more than a little in love with their burlesque girls:

Saturday was a good day. Today, not so much – my tongue hurts, I am cooking up an Anger Ham, and I’m thinking about taking a blog  break. This update shouldn’t have taken me 5 hours to write – something’s wrong. Maybe I should go figure out what.