I wrote this whole post yesterday. It was about hate, and futility, and somewhat about moving on from negative people and experiences. Continue reading
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The sea was as dark as dreams and as deep as sleep.
The post title, “The sea was as dark as dreams and as deep as sleep” is a small quote from A Strangeness in My Mind, the newest book by Orhan Pamuk that I just finished reading a few days ago. My review, which i linked, explains why that writer means so much to me. I loved his imagery and that influenced how I fiddled with the windlight™ settings to suggest that dark and deep sea.
This month’s Collabor88 is all about espionage, but the spywear is flexible as you can see in this outfit that is happily as comfortable on a tightrope in the sea as it would be in a hidden lair of Dr. Evil.
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Ever Feel Like You’re Being Watched ?
I was getting ready to possibly go out last night, and I kept having this weird feeling that someone else was in the treehouse with me. I can’t put my finger on why, I just kept having this SENSE that I wasn’t alone. Continue reading
Crushed
The Annex has released a new gown which is still seasonally perfect. A deep, plunging neckline swaddles you in a luxurious crushed velvet look. I can just imagine how heavy this gown would be. Continue reading
What A Load of Crap
I spent a little time on the grid having Valentine’s and decided to go over for the 100 Word Stories read by Crap Mariner at Amatorum. He entertained us with lively tails that involved cigarette burns and corpses. Continue reading
The Perfect Red
Diana Vreeland once said she spent her entire life in search of the perfect red. She should have started at Sascha’s Designs where Sascha Fragelli has captured the perfect red in her Lush Red Dress for The Instruments from February 11th through the 25th. The dress comes with its own jewelry, heart-shaped hat and white boa, but I decided to go in another direction with Lelutka’s bolero in purple (it was a Christmas group gift). Something about red and purple is so lush and wild.
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No YOU Need More PS…Just Sayin’
A lovely friend of mine, and fellow blogger got some weird critique. Well, weird to me. She was told “You need better PS skills.” This was in response to her applying to blog for someone.
Hmmmmm.
My advice in response was basically this. If their products are so bad that they require you to photoshop them, no one should be wearing them anyway. Continue reading
A Road Trip
“A relationship is like a road trip: You get bugs splattered on the windshield. By the time you see them, it’s too late, but you still keep going.”
Welcome to Braggsville by T. Geronimo Johnson
I love this quote from the book I just finished reading, Welcome to Braggsville. It has the virtue of being funny and true. Like a road trip, you don’t always know the destination in a relationship, you surely do not know what you will encounter and a few bugs will get splattered on the way. And of course, you usually keep going, though maybe sometimes you should take the off-ramp.
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Without looking back
At LEA27, there is a new installation called The City that opened on January 31st. Ziki Questi did a great post about it here.
I love its stark minimalist approach. It is a place to play with light and shadow.
It also seems a wonderful place to highlight the extraordinary elegance of Zaara’s Thalia dress. Thalia is the Greek muse of laughter and the dress has clear Greco-Roman inspiration in its draping. I had to ask Zaara if it was named after Thalia Heckroth™ and she confirmed. I have a friend in my first life named Thalia, too, and sometimes I think they are the best evidence of names being destiny because they both have a joyful laugh and both are animated by injustice to act.
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There are Two Important Things I Need To Discuss Today
One is that I love the Fucking Gacha Garden. So much so, that I believe they should change their name to exactly that. But then you’d end up with unmentionables at every vendor and well I’m just too much of a lady for all that. Yes I am. But I’m not too much of a lady to LOVE SOME DAMN FOOTBALL.
I drug out a table and a TV and set up for the big game! Continue reading