A Party for Vivian.

Vivian is crazy.

Or maybe more specifically, a mythological beast. She is one of those people, I reckon hopefully, everyone has in their lives. That kind of startling spirit that flits in and out of the timeline, this time with a plan for a skateboard company, another, training to be a Qigong herbal doctor, and then again just hanging out with the bizarre and interesting. She has a million funny stories, twice as many halftruths and even more flirtations with total disaster. But she always comes out with the perfectly fit clothes, her natural beauty and the earnesteness that comes with a wink. She cracks me up. Here is one of her birthdays with the requisite assortment of old and new, everyone keying off her alchemic mix of loyalty and eccentricity. Thank the sweet, sweet Lord for Vivian.