I played a benefit last night. These are my driving shoes.

I got to sit next to these orchids, which I thought were the most beautiful thing!

This art was donated for the event.

They’ll never know. Practice hours played, .6.

My cello was the first to notice the obscene statue that I played in front of the whole time. You can’t tell, but it’s blushing.

It’s worth all of the dorky teasing/pick up lines female cellists have to endure (Heh heh, wow, how do you have to sit to play that thing, etc.) to get to wear a kick-ass dress. Again, with the weird statue.

The view from the Oviatt building. I like downtown because it’s older. I mean, I revel in Alexandria, VA because there are still original 1700s cobblestone streets! But where I live, a place is old if it’s from the 60s. The whole of downtown Los Angeles is Art Deco, and it makes me feel more grounded.

More on the organization who hosted the gala here.