it’s been close to three months since the day i became golriz lucina gundry. and what an amazing three months they’ve been. i am a co-author of the beautiful SoulPancake book that will be published by hyperion on october 12, we packed 1 car, 1 vespa and 2 beach cruisers, and moved across country to LA, i purchased yet another plastic camera (and lately have forsaken digital for film), we watched the entire first season of modern family in about three days, we currently live in a luxurious (three words for you: REMOTE CONTROL FIREPLACE), albeit tiny, log cabin in the avatar-esque topanga canyon, and i still love waking up every day next to my best friend and his crazy hair that has an orbit of it’s own.
and sometimes, we write songs out of no where. this one is an ode to the fact that even though we buy supposedly ‘yeast free’ bread here, it makes us feel ick. so we must be allergic to the wild yeast. this means dev’s parents have to mail us bread from tennessee. are we spoiled? the answer is yes.
click on the photo below to hear our latest greatest hit: california