Enter: cat pillow. It once had pink ears and purple eyes; too much love and look what happens. It was my grandparents' (or lived at their house, anyway) and I remember it being around the house but what does a kid want with a throw cushion, even if it is a cat. But now that I'm all grown up and whatnot, when I saw it in the "To Throw Out" pile, I just had to give this scrappy thing a home in my scrappy apartment.
Thrifted, altered dress.
I wore this to Karen's birthday a few days ago. It was during a Vancouver heat-wave and leaving the house at 10pm in this and sandals was so heavenly. It's getting colder; I made chai tea from scratch 2 days ago.
* Snippet of the heated argument wafting in from Stepho's back patio at this very moment.
Me thinks it's high time we had some outfit posts over here.
(You know when you're unemployed, working seems like the only thing other people do? Yeah, you know that feeling? And you think that every other Joe Schmoe must have the most interesting, rewarding, best-paying job in the world and everyone you pass is happily heading to or from their place of employment and you try to guess what kind of amazingly fantastic place it is and you know you will never end up in someplace cool like that and you even get bitter when your boyfriend has to stop watching Big Love with you so he can go to his stupid inventory shift from 8-10:30 but secretly you would love nothing more than to do exactly that? So glad y'all feel me on this.)
Today was a hot day. I showered, put my hair up. Then I decided to wear a vintage dress that requires a SLIP - ANOTHER layer of fabric on my skin(!!) and walked my sweaty self around the hot, hot city, printed CVs and proceeded to sweat even more while undertaking the nerve-wracking task of handing out those very CVs. With sweaty hands.
Taken in cooler days...
I made Kool-aid slushies today and that helped. Grape flavour. I have more in the freezer if you want to come over.
I hope none of us here are those crazy people who think/hope Autumn is closing in - and if you are, you are certainly crazy and you need to stop that nonsense this minute. It was mildly nice, though, to look at black tights and boots through tha kump-yooter screen.
Feeling out of sorts lately... I've never had an "existential crisis" before. What am I doing; what do I want; where am I going; how will I get there; what reason do I have to ever get off this couch?
This cover-up/dress: cover-up or dress? Not that it being both isn't okay, but I might lean more to the dress side of things. Would you?
I am back in my desert hometown for some much needed and awaited family and Erin time. As I write, all I can see is LAKE, SAGEBRUSH and POPLAR TREES. The life of a British Columbia desert local... aaaah!
Presently I am: - moving the couch out of the middle of my living room - putting my hair in pin-curls - nailing a single nail in the wall - setting up my tripod
These are ridiculous clues. What's official. My Etsy shop. Opening later today! I'm so excited and nervous but here goes.
The Swiss boy and I went to Lighthouse Park in WestVan at the beginning of May. It was probably warmer then than it is now. Do you realise that tomorrow is JULY? Do you additionally realise that tomorrow Thom & Garth are getting back from an entirely-too-long band tour? Do you lastly realise that tomorrow I will be earning time-and-a-half at work? That is very cool/useful.
I took my 70-210 mm lens and went wild with its telephoto wonders.
All thrifted.
H&M cut-offs, UO shirt, thrifted boat shoes.
It's really adorable when I see Cyril pedaling into our back alley on his way home from work. With his little helmet on. On his little Free Spirit 10-speed. With his little AA backpack. In his dress pants & loafers.
There was a really sweet video on Face Hunter a while back, a mini interview with the filmmaker who did this video. She said she fell in love with every one of her subjects and said it so sincerely.
Off for a morning of shopping & brunching with my little sister and then to work. In my new shorts. Even though it isn't too warm today. What's that all about anyway? July is in two days.
I'm still. Around. Working my Summer (what Summer?) away, but the bills gotta be paid, friends!
For a desperately anti-climactic return, I give you a YouTube video! Of Jason Schwartzman in Slackers - VERY high on the Every Jason Schwartzman Film Ever Made In The World list. According to IMDb I have experienced 10/27, although that includes TV.
What a dreamy dream Dream Boat.
Turns out this is an homage, because I really need to tell you all to watch the HBO series Bored to Death, if you aren't already. I can't wait for the next season.
While we're at it, just going to go ahead and ask: anybody know about that designer collection video starring Jason Schwartzman and Kirsten Dunst, directed by one Gia Coppola? I remember watching it in February, found on a blog, and I want to say it was Clever Nettle, but alas I cannot find such a thing.
LORDY I am rambling tonight. Time to get my 1960s nightgown-ed behind to bed.
