vintage asian bowls; dress; pillow; rattan chair; elephant side table
xx
J
Hi honey buns.
I know. You’re pissed. You’ve seen no signs of me for exactly a month. No hellos, sweet nothings, sarcastic remarks, musings on the mundane melodramas of my life…
I hope we have the kind of relationship that just picks right back up where we left it, but in case we don’t, here are some images to make you happy. Consider them my present to you. They come sans rhyme or reason but we’re starting somewhere.
Wishing you tequila and sunshine this weekend,
Your freaky friend
“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.” -Sylvia Plath
“Pour yourself a drink, put on some lipstick, and pull yourself together.”- Elizabeth Taylor
Oh hi, honey bees. I’ve been neglecting you. I’ve gotten into completely zombie-like zone of stress and responsibility that has worn me out and sucked the frivolity of me. I never thought I would be one to require yoga, herbal anti-stress supplements and a regular amount of sleep but it turns out I totally am. My body has been so high maintenance lately- tension headaches, allergy attacks, lots of little surprises under the hood over here. You really want to hang out with me now don’t you? I am SO FUN! I wonder if I should change the tagline on my business cards to compulsive worrier with a stylish collection of food allergies and life-plan anxieties.
In other news, my computer caught on fire (mildly); I am going to learn how to sew (tentatively); and I got a fancy pants camera for Christmas! My intention with the camera was to take Time magazine worthy images to share with you lovely souls here on this blog but it turns out I don’t really know how to use my camera! Not really at all! So I’ve been reading the manual and eye-screwing the hell out of it, hoping it will warm up to me.
I haven’t done many outfit posts here for a couple of reasons:
- 1) If you don’t have a photographer boyfriend or personal life-slave it’s kind of hard to force people to conduct a photoshoot for you. No one really likes you enough to take countless pouty face pictures of you for free unless they’re sleeping with you. I solved this issue with a tripod. So, essentially you could say my tripod is my boyfriend. He’s tall, strong and silent, baby. Should we name him?
- 2) I didn’t have a camera. Now I have a camera that I don’t know how to use. Life’s cruel!
Ranting aside, I figured I’d share a few pics of the dress that’s been on heavy rotation for me this winter. It’s the ideal I-don’t-know-where-I’m-going dress because it’s easy to layer, short enough to be sexy with bare legs but long enough to be demure with tights and scandalous enough for nighttime when you show off the backless behind. Anyone that’s friends with me on facebook probably thinks I sleep in this dress.
Here we go daytime:
Dress: Wasteland; Fur vest: Nordstrom; Sunglasses: Ray-Ban; Necklace: Vintage; Tights: Drugstore
And nighttime:
Necklace: H&M
*I am not smiling because I am personally mourning the death of the holidays.
xx
“If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.”- Charles Bukowski, Women
1. Let go… of control, the past, what could have been.
2. Celebrate small accomplishments… of my own, and of others.
3. Make occasions… Christmas blues may be responsible for this one but my feeling is: the holidays are special because we see our family; eat, drink and slow down. Create other occasions throughout the year to do the same.
4. Walk more.
5. Worry less.
6. Revel in the present.
7. Give to others… focus more of my time, my resources, and my attention on those that need them more than I do.
I hope you got good and saucy ringing in the new year. I am never drinking again.
