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Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Rustle these leaves. Ruffle these feathers.

Wow. Fall fashion is grinding my gears as of late. I haven't/probably won't buy the Sept. issue of Vogue. I flipped through it at the grocery store the other day and was unimpressed.

Today I went to Nordstrom Rack with cute boy tryna to find shoes. That was disappointing. Not even cute-but-out-of-my-price-range shoes. Pathetic. I came home and started some online shopping.

Things I'm specifically looking for:

a great, comfortable and durable pair of boots for fall. Versatile. Maybe gray. For sure over the calf, and quite interested in over the knee. Relatively minimal.



I really like these Dolce Vita "Bronson" boots. Michael was "meh" on them, but he was going to get elastic cuffed jeans, so who's he to talk?? (:

Tomorrow I am going to a Mariners game with my dad. It's "gluten free" night! Cray-cray. Apparently there will be vendors in a certain section of the stadium offering gluten free hot dogs/beer/whatever. That's kind of cool.

I ran out of Ambien so I'm slummin' it with Bendadryl.

Friday, June 25, 2010

RIP Michael Jackson



I loved you before I could moonwalk.

This is what I'll be listening to today:

Thursday, May 6, 2010

today's to do

vacuum
make dr. appt.'s
clean kitchen
clean bathroom
take a shower ):
situps & pushups
get the rest of out of my car
sew?

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

want!

I moved into a new apartment! My blog posting slowed to nothing recently, but I'd like to think part of it is due to my new, kinda big change. I moved in with best friend Michael, about a block away from where I used to live. Michael describes it well:

It's a recluse's dream!

It's built into the hill so it's basement level but has its own entry. It's dark (which Michael and I like) and it's old and full of weird, little nooks. Decorating my room in mostly grays. Hopefully pictures to post soon.

Anyway, onto the subject of this post which is want! Michael and I have been spending money on stuff for the new place which is fun, but kind of boring when it's things like paper towels, dish racks, and light bulbs. I've been doing altogether too much online droolshopping for things I don't need at all but WANT so bad.

Haven't worn heels for a looong time. These appeal to me:


Marni platform pumps in brown/grey.


Dolce Vita "Lana" platforms in grey.


Dolce Vita "Lidia" platform sandals in magenta.


And I've been wanting a giant summer tote. I'm not in love with this, but a little bit in want.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

I'm boring.

Jeremy and Mandi complained that I had not posted anything juicy lately. I haven't posted anything lately and I regret to say I have nothing juicy to post today.

I've had no motivation lately which hopefully will change soon. Thinking about moving into a different apartment which is exciting, scary and stressful. What else--had my birthday. It was Abraham Lincoln themed (because we share the same bday, Feb 12) and it was crazy fun [see fig. I]. And Archie the cat has fleas which we're trying to get rid of.

babelincolns
fig. I

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Romantic Ramblings ...

Things I like about the opposite sex:

1. Guys smell great. Not all guys, but the ones who do smell nice, oh how it weakens my knees. (Fun fact: Kenneth Cole Black and Acqua di Gio are probably my favorite man fragrances. I like to steal Kenneth Cole Reaction and use it myself because it has a really lovely light scent, despite being marketed for men)

2. I like when I go out to eat with a guy and he orders for me. Not without prior conference. I mean, I like to know what I want (unless it's a new place and I have no idea what I want) but I am old fashioned and I like it when the man orders.

3. I like being the damsel in distress, you might say. That sounds terrible, but it's how it is. Once I drank too much, ended up at a friends house and passed out after vomiting in the bathroom. The next day I was told that the guy I was seeing at the time was offering to hold my hair back and was really concerned about me and then when I was told to "go to bed" aka lay on the couch downstairs, I couldn't move. And some nice man picked me up and carried me there. Men being strong=turn on.

4. I like men who can fix things themselves. Remodeling houses, fixing cars, fixing even little things like leaky faucets and squeaky doors and sticky locks. All of those things I find quite respectable. I know my way around drills, fixing leaky shower heads, unclogging drains, but I know nothing of cars, and prefer to keep it that way.

5. Computer savviness. As if it were possible to make this post seem any more sexist than it already is, I love that men usually know more about computers than I do. I am a PC gal, and I'd say I have an average to slightly above average knowledge about my computer, but fluency in programming languages? Drool.

[disclaimer: I'm drinking Peroni (best beer ever) and so this may be complete rubbish]. I'm about to watch Overboard. So take this post with a grain of salt (:

Monday, January 11, 2010

i'm alive!

i've taken a long hiatus from blogging ... my excuses include: mental breakdowns, holidays and general lack of motivation, but there are a few things i'd like to share, which bring me back from my blogging vacay:



1. oliveandolivia is a fantastic new blog that must add to add to your feed reader. Olive & Olivia find amazing design finds including stuff for your home, accessories and anything super hip. One of my favorites is the polaroid flower vase they featured.

They even did a feature on my etsy store!

2. I'm starting a new etsy store. Hopefully it will get off the ground and running soon because I plan to capitalize on Valentine's Day cards. It's going to be http://kindofgay.etsy.com/ and will be cards and other paper products with a "kind of gay" theme. The following pictures are cards with hand traced designs on them. I found the designs in a vintage architecture book changing them slightly to reappropriate them for my cards.


just2guys2

just2guys

beachboys2

beachboys

bikergals


3. i had a bone marrow biopsy, which sucked. but oxycodone does not suck. This video looks brutal, ignore the chit-chat going on during the procedure:


More on bone marrow stuff soon.

What do you think about the cards?