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MARCH 14, 2010 @ 01:02 PM | 27 COMMENTS


I've begun this first blog post in three years at least 5 times now and I keep erasing it and running for the metaphorical door.
This place is almost exactly the way it was when I left it. Honestly, that kinda freaks me out. If I had stayed would I be almost exactly the same after three years too? I've definitely grown a lot and I can't say that being away from here didn't have something to do with that growth. Reading these old journal entries makes me realize how much of a little child I was. I thought I was all grown up. I was so naive.

Am I old enough, strong enough to come back and not get sucked into the vortex? I don't want to go back to believing that I'm something I'm not. I'm just Alex.

Alexsandria Vaughan. I live in downtown LA. I'm a florist with big plans for travel and dreams of living in a converted shipping container with a greenhouse/art studio. I am not a minor celebrity, by any standards, and neither are any of the girls here.

With that said, I would like to formally invite you all to read my nonSG blog here: These Things
This is where you'll really be able to find out what's going on with me, which I must say, is about to get rather exciting!

In four months I'm about to embark on a journey of a lifetime. My boyfriend/best friend and I are going to travel Central and South America for one year. For the most part we'll be in very rural areas, doing a work trade thing on organic farms. Our first farm is in Belize and we'll be farming Cacao and living in a little cabin in the rainforest. I won't have too much access to internet so when I update it will most likely be over at my nonSG blog, so make sure you bookmark it.


Here's a pretty horrible photo of me in bad lighting after eating a giant burrito. It's not particularly flattering, but it's recent!
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so, yeah... hey guys!
MARCH 12, 2010 @ 05:49 PM | 44 COMMENTS


Am I really getting sucked back into this place? I don't know about this.
MARCH 20, 2007 @ 03:20 PM | 42 COMMENTS


Sorry I have not updated in over a month! Yeesh, things have been pretty crazy… where to begin?
A couple weeks ago I got into a car accident. Nobody was injured, but my car is in pretty tough shape. This is super stressful for me, because my work depends on having a car. So no car, no work.  However, the accident was not my fault, so I was positive that the other person's insurance would cover the cost of fixing my car and get me a rental. More on that in just a bit.

So then there is the matter of my old landlord attempting to screw me out of my $1500 deposit. I am currently taking him to court over the matter. Although this is also a stressful situation, I'm sure I'll win this one. My landlord has been dumb enough to nail his own coffin shut. In fact, I almost can't wait to make a complete fool out of him in court. He has no idea that I have already spoken to the people who moved in after me, and that they have told me that no painting was done on the apartment and no cleaning had been done either. It's going to be glorious!

Now yesterday had to have been one of the worst days of my life. Honestly, I'm sure it will remain in the top five for a very long time if not indefinitely…
I was awoken at 7 am to the sound of my phone ringing. I answered the phone and immediately I heard someone knocking on my door too. The woman on the phone proceeded to tell me that my cat had been hit by a car. I had been asleep for only 3 hours and my head was not at all ready to accept this kind of news. The knocking on the door would not stop either. The woman on the phone said something about blood coming from his mouth. I began to cry. The knocking continued.
I told the girl on the phone to wait just a minute and I would meet her outside to get my cat.
I opened the door only half dressed and my neighbor was standing there.
"Listen…" she started to say before I cut her off with "I know". And continued getting dressed as fast as I could. Rowan went to get Luther and brought him inside.
I looked at his face and almost lost it. I was nearly hysterical. His mouth and nose were streaming with blood and he was having trouble breathing. His head was so swollen that his left eye was contorted and it was obvious he could not see out of it.
I took him from Rowan and put him down on the rug and tried to comfort him while simultaneously checking online for the closest Animal Hospital that would be open so early. My other roommate showed up and tried to comfort me. I honestly thought my cat was done for. Luther is one of the most important being in my life, and loosing him like this would be completely devastating.
I found a hospital and rushed him there as fast as I could. The doctor said he was going to be ok. He had some pretty serious head trauma, but it seems like he'll pull through. Only time will tell if his brain was affected. Keep your fingers crossed!
So he'll be in the hospital until at least Thursday. Which means the hospital bill will be about $1,000. Ouch. Did I mention my bank account is currently overdrawn? So I'm hoping for a miracle here.
Later that same day, I got a call from the insurance company. They called to tell me that they seemed to have pulled some mythical witness out of thin air they said I had been speeding and ran the red light. So no rental for me, and no, they aren't accepting liability and will not be fixing my car.
So here I am at the end of the day, with my baby boy in the hospital, no car, no way of fixing the car, no job, no money. Yep, definitely one of the worst days of my life. My nerves were so shot that I could neither sleep because of the nightmares, nor eat because of the nausea.
Oh yeah! And my foot is fucked up right now because a neighbor's cat stabbed me with his claws. Total freak accident. Somehow it would seem the cat managed to hit a nerve AND my tendon. So now my tendon is tight and my big toe is numb and I can't bend it quite as far as my other foot. No, I don't have insurance, so I can't get it checked out.

When it rains, it pours!

I am hoping some of you have a couple dollars to spare for my kitty. Anything you donate will be used strictly to pay for my cat's treatment. He's an amazing kitty. In fact, he has become everyone in my buildings favorite cat.
This is Luther:




I will also be selling more prints. Let me know which photo is your favorite of any of my sets, and I'll let you know if I can print it for you!

Please message me if you feel like you can donate, and I'll give you the paypal email address to send it to.
Thanks so much, and sorry for such a depressing update. Let's hope for a better one next time!
FEBRUARY 12, 2007 @ 09:04 PM | 39 COMMENTS


I'm going home!!!! I will be flying home to Miami in just a few hours.



I haven't been home in over a year now and it was really starting to bum me out.
I'm a lucky girl and have acquired a car in Miami! So I'll be flying in and driving back to L.A... again. Didn't I just do this?

So I told you all that I would explain why my life was so bizarre recently...

I was working on set of The Andy Milanokis show when the hidden camera guy asked me to be a part of a pilot he was directing. I wasn't sure at first because I didn't know this guy at all, but I figured what the hell and said I'd do it.
Turns out it was a pilot for HBO called Off Season. I played a high end escort named Carla who is the play thing of N.B.H. (the main character). My favorite line was, "then they have never had pussy like this." blush
It was incredibly amusing for me to be referred to as "principle talent". Right before they start shooting a scene they'll yell, "do we have principle talent?!?" to make sure all the main actors are in their right places. It was surreal to hear "cut!" and see the make-up artist rush at me with oil blotting paper and fresh lipstick.
If I wanted coffee, someone brought me coffee, if I wanted a sandwich, someone brought me a sandwich. It was fun. I'm sure that even if it does get picked up (remember its only a pilot) most of us will be re-cast, but it was quite fun even if it doesn't turn into anything more.
I'm not sure when I'll find out what is going on with it. I believe it is being edited right now. I'll let you all know when I know.
FEBRUARY 4, 2007 @ 03:25 PM | 19 COMMENTS





It's a smiley party.
JANUARY 17, 2007 @ 08:21 PM | 46 COMMENTS


Having a new set up is almost as exciting as having a birthday.

Yay! Happy Birthday to me!

I would like to thank GarageDelFuego for the use of his garage and for being an awesome welding teacher and wonderful friend. Baudot also deserves a big thank you for being so great to me!

Of course Tmronin deserves the biggest thank you of all! You never fail to make me look amazing! I love you!

And of course a huge THANK YOU to everyone who enjoyed and commented on my set. You're fabulous and you all make me feel so wonderful!

Let's see... to answer a few questions:

1. YES I do weld! GarageDelFuego has been teaching me over the past few months and I must say I've picked it up rather quickly and I hope to be an amazing welder and perhaps acquire my own welding gear someday. At the moment I am working on a coffee table for my living room. It's a steel frame with a copper patchwork/tile top. I'll post pictures of it's progress soon.

2. YES Hellah also did a welding set, but I believe the two look quite different. Hellah is one of my very best friends and so is her photographer and boyfriend Mike (Sureality). You'll also notice that Mike shot my Savage Repose set. WE'RE FRIENDS, I'M NOT FUCKING COPYING HER DOUCHE SAC! ahem... excuse me, I don't like being accused of copying and I especially don't like people who hide behind anonymous tags.

3. NO I did not get hurt at all while shooting this set. I managed to avoid any burns. Some of you may not realize that most of the sparks in this set came from a grinder, not a welding torch. The sparks from a grinder don't do much damage at all, in fact you could put your hand directly into the stream of sparks and only feel a slight prickling and maybe a sting or two.

4. Someone accused me of not actually doing any welding in this set. I have to admit, there is more grinding than welding going on. In metal working you often grind more than you actually weld.
But if you examine photos 31,34, and 35 you'll see that there is indeed welding happening. Once again, thanks for hiding behind anonymous tags, you're awesome.

hmmm, I can't think of anymore questions. Please ask if you have any and I'll do my best to answer them.

Oh, one more... Sorry ladies and gents, I cannot marry you. I do appreciate the offer. kiss

Thanks again lovelies! Keep the comments coming, I LOVE THEM!!!

edit: Some of you have asked about a more natural, subdued, intimate set. It's on its way my loves! The set has been shot and is being touched up at the moment. I'm sure it won't be too terribly long from now.
A couple sneak peeks:


JANUARY 11, 2007 @ 10:48 PM | 46 COMMENTS


My life is so utterly bizarre at the moment.
Unfortunately my loves, I cannot give any details just yet. I don't know why I am even posting this, but I guess I just needed to get it out.

I promise I will tell you more when the time is right and I'm allowed.

p.s. It's not at all bad, just bizarre.
DECEMBER 31, 2006 @ 07:57 PM | 24 COMMENTS


Happy New Year!!!!!!

My resolutions:
*Finish more projects
*Allow myself to create without criticizing myself too harshly when it doesn't come out the exact way I envisioned.
*Get better at welding
*Make something amazing happen for myself
*Learn to act instead of just thinking it to death first
*Get a dog
*Make enough money to afford a car and a gym membership without worry and without sacrificing my happiness or sanity

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Check out my new profile pics!





And don't forget I'm selling prints! Check out my last entry! and message me if you are interested! If you have already messaged me and I have not responded, no worries, I'll get to you soon!
DECEMBER 27, 2006 @ 01:13 PM | 18 COMMENTS


Ok, no more of the mopey-ness.

I'm selling prints!!!!

For a limited time you can buy this print:


In an 8x10 for $25 shipping within the U.S. is included. It can be signed or not depending on your preference.
If you want one, leave your paypal email address below and I'll invoice you. Thanks guys!

This money is going directly towards the purchase of a crappy car so I can get to work.
Or if you want to buy me a belated xmas gift instead thats cool too!

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So christmas wasn't so bad. It was sad, but my boy did a very good job of taking care of me. He's truly amazing.

And so are all of you. I read every one of your comments and they all meant so much to me. Just the thought of all of you caring enough to give advice or simply say you were thinking of me, made me smile and made my christmas a little brighter. Thanks!

I even seem to have a couple things heading my way from my wishlist. Thank you to whoever got me the book and CD. I'm excited to receive them!

kiss
DECEMBER 23, 2006 @ 03:35 PM | 38 COMMENTS


Sigh... Christmas is mere days away and for the first time in my life I will not be going home. This requires a bit of a backstory and insight into my past...

SPOILERS! (Click to view)

I grew up with my very unsteady, very crazy mother. I have always taken care of myself. This includes feeding myself most nights, and taking myself to the bus stop in the morning (I had an alarm clock in the 1st grade). I would have dreams of my father coming to rescue me through my window like some kind of fairy tale. I was a daddy's girl all the way, and loved every second of my limited time with him. One day he finally came to my rescue.
I was about 10 years old when I moved in with him. Unfortunately around that time he got caught up with a woman with two children and pressured into getting married and taking care of her kids. This woman was extremely jealous of my relationship with my father and proceeded to ruin it. She succeeded too.
She had my father's baby and cemented the lifestyle she had created for herself. My father has even told me straight out that the only reason he didn't divorce her a long time ago was because he knew she'd take everything including his only son. Over the years my father quickly became a very different person from the father I knew before. I could tell you a thousand stories of how my father chose his wife over his daughter over and over, but the point of the story was that I quickly ended up feeling like an unwanted prisoner in my home from the age of 10 until the day I ran away shortly after my 18th b-day and didn't even speak to my father for nearly a year.
Having said all this, there was one time of the year where I did not feel unwanted, or like I was a thorn in the side of an otherwise happy family. This time was Christmas.
Christmas has always been spent with my father's side of the family. I LOVE THESE PEOPLE! I feel super close to all of them and I know without a doubt that they love me. Every Christmas was spent with Granny and Grandaddy, Aunt Pam and Uncle Mike, Josh, and Amy and Lauren and Jason. Every Christmas eve Granny, Aunt Pam, Amy and I prepare Christmas dinner together and catch up. This tradition means the world to me. That night we all go to evening service at a Presbyterian church of Granny's choice (after all these years she still isn't happy with any of them, so we always end up at a different one). During the service my cousin Josh and I have always passed notes back and forth. I have the last three years in my journal. This is also very important to me. But the most important part of Christmas is the morning when we all open presents together and Grandaddy passes them out from under the tree one at a time.
My point is simply that this time of year was very important to me because it was the one time of year where I really felt I had a family. I wasn't the odd one out. I wasn't the ugly spot ruining the picture of a perfect family.

This year Christmas is not happening for me. Aunt Pam and Uncle Mike are getting divorced and instead of being home for Christmas, Aunt Pam is going to North Carolina to be with Amy. This means Pam, Mike, Amy, Jason and Lauren will not be around. And Josh has also decided to go to NC. This leaves Granny and Grandaddy. So naturally, as I predicted would happen, my step mother is taking over. Her parents (who hate me and have always made that clear) will be eating dinner with us, and she is cooking.
This all may seem like no big deal to all of you, but to me its disastrous. It feels like I'm in a nightmare. So instead of putting myself through such a thing as to watch my favorite time of year crushed in front of me, I'm simply not going home. I'm going to do my best to pretend that Christmas doesn't exist this year.


Of course my father doesn't understand this. He yelled at me over the phone for 5 minutes straight and then said, "Merry Fucking Christmas" and hung up on me. He then called back a few seconds later just to tell me again how I'm a selfish little bitch and only care about my feelings and don't even think about others. He also said he thinks the reason I'm not coming home is because my boyfriend can't come with me and he refuses to believe anything else.

This may seem harsh, but I really do wish I could just stop loving my dad. I wish I could forget I ever had one. It would be easy to just write him off as an asshole and not be hurt by him if he wasn't my father.

I'm broke and sad and won't be opening any presents this year. I know presents aren't what Christmas should be about, but thats a pretty exciting part of it. blackeyed

I also just slipped down my back stairs a while ago and got a minor concussion and am bruised on both elbows and big welt on my ass. frown

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