Viva Las Vegas

Turns out a little blog crush of mine, Garance Dore, was in Vegas at the same time as us. And some cowboys too. There were stetson hats and cowboy boots as far as the eye could see.

Our cab driver on the way back commented on how crowded the airport was going to be because all the rednecks were going home (his words, not mine). He said in his country (Jamaica) if you get on top of a bull to ride it, they'd arrest you. That tickled me.


Photos via garance doré

PS: this also means that the Sart was there. And yet somehow he missed my leopard flats. Shocking! Shocking I say! .

It's Wednesday

I have the day off of work and I'm at home wishing I could focus on one specific thing to do rather than sit here overwhelmed by the million little things to do.

I finally started working on the scrapbook for our Big Vacation. It's been almost 2-months since I had the pics developed.

We'll see what kind of dent I can make today. In the meantime, I'm wishing I could just whip this shits together a la Martha. *sigh*

Photos via Martha

Nice wall

I like letters. A lot.

So needless to say I was tickled pink when I saw graphic designer Jennifer Brehm's pad on style/SWOON. A wall featuring an ode to letters and numbers? Tré cool. Behold:

I love me some leopard

I really, really do. Behold, my new shoes:

I wore them all weekend in Vegas to break them in. Mission Accomplished.

Some other lovely leopard finds:

Leopard calf-skin clutch by Ann Taylor (which I saw

in Vegas, but couldn't fathom spending that much on

a wee clutch. $120? Umm..nuh huh.)

W. Kleinberg's Leopard Haircalf Belt (always wish I could

do the skinny belt with sweaters look, which I love, but must

admit that there's a good chance I'd resemble the

Marshmallow Man from Ghostbusters if worn - with the

the exception that the bands of flesh would be around

my middle, not my appendages)

Chubby jacket by CORPUS (see Ghostbusters reference above)

We're back.

And I'm pooped. Traveling always does it to me.

Photo via flickr

And we're off!

My big 3-0 present from my folks is a weekend in Vegas with my One+Only.

And my folks.

I think it's my ma's way of seeing me without actually having to come to where I live. And so we're off. Our only plans that I know of are dinner at Michael Mina's Seablue restaurant. That one I'm actually rather excited about.

Details and pics to follow. And we're off!

Photo via Early Las Vegas

Who doesn't love a polaroid? Who?

Turns out my 63-year old Uncle Ed has always been too cool for school. When the masses abandoned Polaroid cameras for the snazziness of digital's appeal, he stayed the course. And now he finally reaps the reward of his staunch loyalty. Why you ask?

Because it's 'Roid Week on flickr! I think it might just be time to dust off some of the Christmas '93 Polaroids I have stored in my trusty ol' shoe box of pics for the world of flickr to enjoy (assuming, of course, that they are indeed enjoyable).

Top image via Save Polaroid; remaining images via flickr's group pool

Loving this

I am crushing on Lola Andrew's cover image for Parasol.

And now I feel like lounging in bed and painting my nails jungle red.

Image via Parosol

A purple door?

Seriously? Could it get any better than that?

Photo via the exquisite, the golden, Apartment Therapy

Happy Halloween!

Last weekend we took the pups to the Alameda small dog park. Unbeknownst to us and our suddenly out of place girls, they were having their annual Halloween costume contest. Behold dogs under 30-lbs in all their costumed (and most likely completely humiliated) glory:

Happy Halloween!

I enjoy the alphabet

This first one we have framed in our apartment:

Via abcs of art

Via uppercase magazine

Via hgtv

Bangs

I really, really want these bangs.

Mmmm...nix that. Actually, the whole look/vibe is what I really want.

Photo via camp comfort.

Preparing for Halloween

Fall is quite possibly my favorite season. It brings some pretty rad things - cooler weather, leaves changing colors, gourds and pumpkins forever, Scorpio birthdays and, of course, there's Halloween. My birthday is the day after, which was always such a treat growing up; who wouldn't love to wake up next to a big bag full of candy every year on their birthday, guaranteed?

Moving on...this year we're going to a costume party on the 31st to celebrate a friend's birthday. Now, I don't necessarily love to dress up for Halloween, but if forced to, I'm game. We're going as roller girls. [I will neither confirm nor deny having seen and enjoyed "Whip It" and thereby scoring the source of this year's costume inspiration.]

Our friend was good enough to lend us a pair of skates, which I refuse to wear. My One&Only, on the other hand, was all over it:

Here's to hoping she doesn't kill herself.

Top photo via Roller Derby Art.

Bacon

One of my best friends on Earth runs a boxed lunch delivery service called, "the lunch lady" and this girl loves her some bacon. So much so that in the past she has dedicated an entire newsletter to bacon. I kid you not.

I found this lovely poster on Etsy by Nicodemus Green and instantly thought: Yes! 30th Birthday present - Check!

But then I read that the particular version I wanted has been sold out since February. Dammit!

Back to the drawing board.

Top photo credit: blogchef.net

30...

...is around the corner. I feel the need to start on some New Decade Resolutions.

Photo via UPPERCASE magazine's digital scrapbook

I really wish my hair fell flat

Via Trendy Crew

Via the master

Calabaza...

...is Spanish for pumpkin. But I digress.

Ever since I was a wee lass, I would cut out and save pictures that for whatever reason spoke to me - be it re: design, fashion, style, political content, what have you. I've been saving them in two folders I've had for eons and go through them every blue moon. Back to this in a moment...

So I was trolling some of my favorite blogs and came across an old post from A Lovely Morning that mentioned this image:
which was posted on Snippet & Ink, who linked to the image from Oh Happy Day!, who found it on Happy Mundane, who cited its original source (Sang An for the October 2008 issue of Martha Stewart).


Now what put the goofy smile on my face was that...yup, you guessed it...I had clipped that image from that issue of Martha last year.
Way cool.

Unbelievable

A good friend wrote this amazing piece for Slate magazine. It exposes the egregious arrests of thousands in New York based on a law held unconstitutional over 26-years ago.

Please (pretty please) read it!

Must Have Fried Green Tomatoes

So during more normal time at work spent doing all things but work, I landed on Vegan Yum Yum. The first post I saw was for fried green tomatoes. Now mind you, I've never had the distinct pleasure of enjoying a fried green tomato, but this totally made me want one. Like real bad. Like right now. At this very moment.

Side note: I'm incapable of thinking or saying fried green tomato without picturing the movie.

I saw it in the movie theater. In 1991. Oh yeah.

Photos via Vegan Yum Yum and the Internet

Hmmph

Umm....yeah. Not exactly what I looked like at 16 (i.e., effortlessly chic and put together). Not one f'ing bit. I'm 29 and still not even close.

Gah.

Photo via Copenhagen Street Style