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How best to sum up my girlfriend?... ONE HUNDRED AND TEN PERCENT BADASS (just look at the photo above if you don't believe me). We had an inside joke between the two of us, that as of this blog post was just between the two of us. You see, in addition to being crazy awesome she’s also my “White Whale”. Now, before you furrow your eyebrows at me in a fit of rage, as she did the first time I called her that, let me explain my pet name for her to you.
When we first started dating, almost 2 years ago, I teasingly told her that she was my "White Whale.” As you can imagine, that didn't go over very well at first. As I tried explaining it to her, “like Ahab you are my White Whale.” To which she quickly and tersely retorted, "You mean I'm like the whale in Moby Dick?!? You DO know Moby Dick Drowned Ahab at the end of “Moby Dick”, right?" To which I replied back, “Yes, exactly, and not unlike like Ahab I guess you could say that I’m drowning in a vast sea made entirely out of your love” (smooth, I know, still it quickly diffused the situation).
Rather than being a white “whale” as we colloquially and colorfully refer to people of a certain body type, I was trying to make both a metaphorical simile to Ahab and his quest for the fabled white whale and a play off of the fact that like that famous literary mammal she’s precisely that, white. You see, my girlfriend is white, red headed, and freckly. She possesses the holy trinity of physical qualities desired by men of high melatonin counts. She is the whitest of the white people as far as my ethnic ass is concerned, and as a result that much more desirable. She is a rarity awash in a sea devoid of any real color (both literally and figuratively). Unlike Captain Ahab and his quest for revenge, I had been on a quest for love and in my own clumsy way I was trying to tell her that she was my white whale. She was the one I had been on the hunt for up until then.
Given time, this idea of the white whale changed while in my head. As an artist you can only imagine that this figurative idea soon began to take on a literal shape, and eventually appeared in sketch form. Since I’m pretty sure it’s safe to say that NO ONE thinks a sperm whale is cute it only seemed natural that she should manifest as a narwhal when finally sketched; which is white, technically a whale, I think safe to say cute, and super rare (think "unicorn of the sea"). What started as a pet name then started to appear at random on napkins and “to-go boxes” from restaurants we had just finished dining at. For a good while our meals weren’t complete until a narwhal had made an appearance across some Styrofoam box charged with ferrying smelly curry or tacos home from a restaurant with us.
Before I knew it our first Valentine’s Day was upon us. Unemployed and strapped for cash at the time, I decided to make her something and what better than the White Whale in plush form? With all of that in mind, let me take a moment to preface my choice in costuming for the finished plush. Around the time I had made her the plush she had a olive colored coat that she loved and wore frequently. She also had a penchant for sending me funny pictures of herself, one in which she was wearing a green mask she had made. This all gave me a idea for two alter ego’s for the plush. By day in her Olive green coat she’s a Fabulous Graphic Designer (fact: by day she’s actually a fabulous graphic designer), while at night in her caped outfit she’s a Super Sassy Heroine (this is pure speculation on my part: she may actually be a Super Sassy Heroine by night for all I know, I can neither confirm nor deny this...)!
Fast forward to about 6 weeks ago while helping her pack for her fellowship in Washington DC, when we happened upon the plush I had made her for Valentine’s Day and the mask she had worn in the photo she’d sent me a picture of that had served as it’s inspiration. Throwing it in my bag, I informed her that we’d be having a photo shoot with it all before she left. As you can tell from the impromptu photo gallery below and all that I've I said above, my girlfriend is ONE HUNDRED AND TEN PERCENT BADASS, deal with it.
When we first started dating, almost 2 years ago, I teasingly told her that she was my "White Whale.” As you can imagine, that didn't go over very well at first. As I tried explaining it to her, “like Ahab you are my White Whale.” To which she quickly and tersely retorted, "You mean I'm like the whale in Moby Dick?!? You DO know Moby Dick Drowned Ahab at the end of “Moby Dick”, right?" To which I replied back, “Yes, exactly, and not unlike like Ahab I guess you could say that I’m drowning in a vast sea made entirely out of your love” (smooth, I know, still it quickly diffused the situation).
Rather than being a white “whale” as we colloquially and colorfully refer to people of a certain body type, I was trying to make both a metaphorical simile to Ahab and his quest for the fabled white whale and a play off of the fact that like that famous literary mammal she’s precisely that, white. You see, my girlfriend is white, red headed, and freckly. She possesses the holy trinity of physical qualities desired by men of high melatonin counts. She is the whitest of the white people as far as my ethnic ass is concerned, and as a result that much more desirable. She is a rarity awash in a sea devoid of any real color (both literally and figuratively). Unlike Captain Ahab and his quest for revenge, I had been on a quest for love and in my own clumsy way I was trying to tell her that she was my white whale. She was the one I had been on the hunt for up until then.
Given time, this idea of the white whale changed while in my head. As an artist you can only imagine that this figurative idea soon began to take on a literal shape, and eventually appeared in sketch form. Since I’m pretty sure it’s safe to say that NO ONE thinks a sperm whale is cute it only seemed natural that she should manifest as a narwhal when finally sketched; which is white, technically a whale, I think safe to say cute, and super rare (think "unicorn of the sea"). What started as a pet name then started to appear at random on napkins and “to-go boxes” from restaurants we had just finished dining at. For a good while our meals weren’t complete until a narwhal had made an appearance across some Styrofoam box charged with ferrying smelly curry or tacos home from a restaurant with us.
Before I knew it our first Valentine’s Day was upon us. Unemployed and strapped for cash at the time, I decided to make her something and what better than the White Whale in plush form? With all of that in mind, let me take a moment to preface my choice in costuming for the finished plush. Around the time I had made her the plush she had a olive colored coat that she loved and wore frequently. She also had a penchant for sending me funny pictures of herself, one in which she was wearing a green mask she had made. This all gave me a idea for two alter ego’s for the plush. By day in her Olive green coat she’s a Fabulous Graphic Designer (fact: by day she’s actually a fabulous graphic designer), while at night in her caped outfit she’s a Super Sassy Heroine (this is pure speculation on my part: she may actually be a Super Sassy Heroine by night for all I know, I can neither confirm nor deny this...)!
Fast forward to about 6 weeks ago while helping her pack for her fellowship in Washington DC, when we happened upon the plush I had made her for Valentine’s Day and the mask she had worn in the photo she’d sent me a picture of that had served as it’s inspiration. Throwing it in my bag, I informed her that we’d be having a photo shoot with it all before she left. As you can tell from the impromptu photo gallery below and all that I've I said above, my girlfriend is ONE HUNDRED AND TEN PERCENT BADASS, deal with it.
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