Lauren Phillips’s gallery

Alanis at YouTube Theater tonight and I've gone full 90s archaeologist digging for the right flannel — Jagged Little Pill survived the closet purge, barely. You Oughta Know is going to get screamed. Tell me which song I open with?

Boots on a full three hours before I need them — the Chicks are playing Taking the Long Way at the Dolby and I refuse to miss a single note. First glass is already poured. Tell me your favourite before the lights go down?

Half my face is already a sugar skull and the other half is still just me staring back — the festival downtown starts soon and the makeup is winning. Tell me the bare half should match before I walk out the door.

Halloween's over but I'm not done with candles yet — Noche de los Muertos at Grand Park tonight, so I'm building my own little altar before the city builds theirs. Marigolds first, coffee second. Come light one with me?

Picked my side — hell won, obviously. The whole costume fits in one hand and I'm not adding anything else to it. Tell me which sin you'd start with.

Heaven & Hell party tomorrow and I can't get past the fitting stage without losing the whole costume. Tell me which side I should be on.

Closed the laptop and that was the last thing standing between me and this. Tell me what your hands would do first.

Told myself I'd work from the desk today and the bed won before my second coffee. This is what my office looks like when nobody's watching. Want to change that?

My Chemical Romance is doing The Black Parade at the Bowl and I absolutely dressed for the occasion — black on black, marching orders received. Find me in the crowd when the drums start?

Halloween weekend officially starts now and I'm headed for the Haunted Hayride in Griffith Park — the devil costume won the coin toss. Save me a seat on the hay?