bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
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Best of 2016.

December 31st, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

There’s a thing going around instagram, Best 9, in which people post a grid of their best nine pictures from 2016, summing up a year in their lives. Whenever everyone is doing something it kind of makes me not want to do it, as I am no sheep,  by which I mean BAAAAAAAA I’LL JUST DO IT HERE INSTEAD but with 24 pictures because I LIVE MY OWN LIFE (IN GRIDS.) And so with no further ado, it has been a magnificent year! I:

Ate that chicken pot pie in a blizzard, wrote for American Gods, had a beautiful production of my Heaven play at South Coast Rep, found the perfect overalls and wore them approximately 170 times, washed them about 3 times, took a surfing lesson with Elizabeth, had a Dewey’s pink lemonade cake to call my own at my Easter pot luck thanks to my Mom, ran a 5K with a little girl Monet who ate gummy savers the whole way thanks to Blaine, celebrated 2 years with Mo at Red Lobster,  patroned Ru Paul’s drag con, got after that no speaking above a whisper resort life in Joshua Tree, spent some time writing at Space on Ryder farm in upstate New York, went to Carrie’s Beyonce themed beybe shower (then later welcomed and met her dear little Sebastian who I am now calling Bash / 2017 let’s see if we can get that going), and then also:

Had the most perfect of bridal showers complete with hats and tiny sandwiches, spun for 3 hours in YAS-a-thon for cancer research, made Ina Garten’s flag cake, welcomed little nephew Mojo, worked on The Cake at the Alliance, Echo and Ojai, did Vegas so hard bachelorette style, tried on a bunch of white dresses / picked one had a bunch dress fittings / obsessed over its details and its accessories namely did I ever mentioned that Ferris Bueller cropped leather coat? / GOT MARRIED / cast my vote for a woman president for the first time, attended Blaine and Jason’s non baby shower baby shower, read Vivian Howard’s incredible cookbook, and started writing for This is Us. And so, a great many things.

Last week I started to have dreams that I was left out of something creative, being mocked for output or performance. Personal favorite:  I dreamt I had to  play a drunk dog onstage and the reviews were terrible (this dream brought to you by the first night in Hong Kong, surrounded by every stimulus possible.)  I think the dreams  stem from a feeling that I haven’t accomplished enough creatively this year, like I haven’t dug enough into my own heart / brain. I’ve been working, yes, but I feel, in general, sort of uninspired, like the questioning part of my brain has been numbed. It’s most likely because the majority of all extra time and emotional brainspace I had went to wedding planning. And so, I will forgive myself, hope that 2017 brings characters / moments / stories / questions, big new ideas, but ALSO, more cakes / adult onesies / trips / love, FOR BALANCE.

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December 30th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

In a surprising and miraculous conclusion to the trip, we were randomly upgraded to business class for our flight from Hong Kong back to LA, which neither of us had ever experienced on an international flight. It means you get your own little pod world to stretch your legs out to infinity,  and they bring you meals and meals and meals with always a hot towel in between. We basically spent the entire flight grinning at each other stupidly and shouting things like HEY LOOK! TINY THING OF OLIVE OIL! and rubbing our faces in the towels and just being amateurs and very un-business like, and conducting absolutely no business whatsoever. A perfect conclusion to a perfecter trip WHAT ARE WORDS WHAT IS TIME OKAY BACK TO BUSINESS

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Big Buddha 

December 29th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Spent the day trekking up to see the Big Buddha on Lantau island. It’s meant to symbolize ‘the harmony between man and nature’ but you basically have to walk through TWO MALLS SCREAMING WITH LATTES AND HIKING VESTS AND TINY LEGGINGS AND BUDDHA MAGNETS AND FUN SKIRTS AND FESTIVE HANDBAGS to get to him. But once you reach him, he is, in fact, arresting in the calmest of ways. The monks chanting nearby remind you of baptist hymns and bring tears that have nothing to do with allergies. You follow the sound and watch the holy men, though you’re maybe not supposed to. You spot one scratching his head. And then he spots you. You step back behind the door and question everything. 

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my brave giant 

December 28th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

China is designed for small to regular sized people, and so the only place Morrison fits on the tram is the TINY STAIRWELL BY WHICH I MEAN HIS ACTUAL NIGHTMARE DESPITE HIS BRAVE FACE. 

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Stand and stare

December 27th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Hong Kong is a beautiful and very much alive city with a vibrant and eclectic mix of cultures and charming bakeries with things called ‘wife cakes,’  all feeling quite French, but mostly it’s very attractive young Asians standing in front of things having their picture taken while they stare off into space, either blankly or mildly amused. Allow us to demonstrate:

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December 26th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Our bike tour guide wrote down a name of a restaurant in Thai and the name of its best dishes, crab curry and deep fried seabass with lemongrass salad. We proceeded there immediately and consumed THE BEST FOODS WE HAVE EVER EATEN, on Christmas to boot. THE REST IS HISTORY.


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That cave life tho

December 24th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Why to take a van ride then toss off your shoes and wade through the ocean to hop on a long boat to crash through the waves to wade to the shore to hike an hour through the hot wet air, up then down, BECAUSE THIS.

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December 23rd, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Guns are, in fact, also out 

as are the quaint fishing boats 

As are their subsequent fishes 

As are these jerks 

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December 22nd, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Yesterday: gee, maybe I won’t blog on my honeymoon.


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no more (maybe)

December 21st, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

It’s no secret that I am real bad at relaxing / doing nothing, despite this picture that Morrison took (IN OUR ROOM IN THAILAND) that would present otherwise:

You see, it’s not even that I have so many things to do. Well sometimes it is that. But even when I have nothing to do, I CREATE TASKS AND TREAT THEM SO SERIOUSLY, So even when I have nothing to do, it becomes everything. I even do it with my blog. I’ve been going at it every day for over 8 years, and oftentimes, it’s a task. ‘I have to blog.’ BUT DO I? I officially release myself from this task. …….After this post. I give myself permission to have a day with no tasks besides taking pictures of morrison’s eyes up close which is RIGHT NOW NEXT ON THE LIST. 

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