September 28, 2010
by Kathryn
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This weeks award for best DC film event goes too… The All Roads Film Project. The film festival is sponsored by DC based National Geographic. All films in the festival highlight minority and indigenous cultures around the world. Selections include: … Continue reading
September 27, 2010
by Kathryn
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The 90′s are back. Beanie caps. Grunge flannel shirts. Tees layered under sliky slip dresses. Thick socks with sandals. Thin braids hanging from long lanky hair. These quintessential 90′s must-haves are now evolving from the OJBG wardrobe closest to the … Continue reading
September 27, 2010
by Kathryn
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We came…We conquered…And we covered ourselves in shaving cream, toilet paper and raw eggs. Just another day at OJBG headquarters? Nope. Last weekend, Bake Sale (formerly known as Las Hermanas) graced us in their presence to film their first music … Continue reading
September 24, 2010
by Kathryn
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We’re BACK…almost. The wait is nearly over. The third season of OJBG is just over a month away. In Season 3, get ready for… a rave, a graduation, Gwen and Sarah’s budding relationship, an epic yet inappropriate declaration of love, … Continue reading
September 24, 2010
by Kathryn
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At one point in time, everyone was a hormone filled teenager, spending their summers head-bopping at indie rock concerts and working on their tan lines at city pools. Everyone, including President Barack Obama.
September 10, 2010
by Kathryn
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It’s done. Terminated. Finished. Wrapped. Summer 2010 has finally culminated. For us at OJBG, that means the end of our sweat-filled, sleep deprived filming of Season Three. Though our minds our still trapped in the 90s, we have returned to … Continue reading
September 1, 2010
by emily
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Okay, so I recently unearthed this gem of a flick called “Catwalk”. I mean, it’s not heartbreaking, tragic or super enlightening and most might find it quite boring… but I thing a gaggle of you will be just as intrigued. … Continue reading