You're not from New York City, you're from Rotherham

So, I am currently in Denver visiting one of my close friends Kelsey. It's been tradition for quite a while for us to see Arctic Monkeys together every time they come anywhere close to us. And by I mean anywhere close to us, I mean anywhere in the US. Come on, we've been fans since 2004. Now, that is dedication, or stalking. The line there is blurred.

Anyways, so I've been sick for the past two weeks which has been BEYOND awesome due to all the traveling I've been doing and never sleeping. My body is finally saying "awww hell naahhh" to my "can't stop won't stop" motto. Before I left for Denver I developed a stomach bug on top of the cold I've been trying to kick for a while. This morning I woke up feeling like death. So the majority of my day has been spent lying around the apartment with Kelsey's crazy yet lovable cat Laika. 

This is what the afternoon has been like. 

*UPDATE*

I finally decided to try and make my day somewhat productive and not mopping around the place like I've lost my long lost lover in the war. 

I have to get into gig mode, so I can relive my teenage years at the gig tonight. Love that Kelsey and I are going to be the oldest broads up there surrounded by 16 year olds with Xs on there hands...

Rumour has it that the guys have been resurrecting "Dancing Shoes" and "Fake Tales of San Francisco". If this is true, I should probably wear some Depends to the show, because I will pee my pants. Most likely do to my water consumption but whatever...

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I have A LOT of photos from over the summer that I have yet to share from my time of being an "honorary Dum Dum Girl" as Miss Malia put's it. 

I was a long-time fan before being lucky enough to finally see them live back in Febuary, but after spending time with them and them not only allowing me to photograph them live but trusting me enough to photograph them behind the scenes and tag along on some of their adventures, I went back home having three new heroes (if you have been reading my blog or know me in real life, you already know my relationship with Malia, therefore she was already a hero/mentor/friend before she joined the band to me). These girls make me want to practice my instruments more and start a band myself. If only I weren't so lazy! My drum kit whimpers in the garage from neglect. 

Here are some photos of the girls getting ready before a Chicago gig and photos that might be included on a series I am currently working on. 

Enjoy! 

xoxo

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