Wednesday, December 16, 2009

flew the coop

"If I had my life to live over again,
I would have made a rule to read
some poetry and listen to some music
at least once a week; for perhaps the
parts of my brain now atrophied would
thus have been kept active through use.
The loss of these tastes is a loss of

-Charles Darwin

Monday, November 23, 2009

Thank you for the shoes

Regardless of how uncomfortable his shoes are, I thank you for my footwear.

let's pretend im a hyena and you're a bone.

Not in chronological order, you must have read the books to be able to untangle this mess. Yes, Natalia Vodianova is my favorite model.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

It can not be aquired.

Men need to wear fantastic suits, I demand it.

Even Uncle Karl is sportin a Tom Ford suit jacket.

Do I need to say it?

Fashion can be bought. Style one must possess.
- Edna Woolman Chase

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

First step towards recovery, admittance. At least thats what I have heard.

I am a "hoarder" in the worst way. Clippings, pictures, nicknack's, books, scraps of paper (that make absolutely no sense when rediscovered) I do not have one of anything. I love ribbon, coats, shoes is another HUGE issue I have to deal with, but frankly I am not going to fix that.

Fastest way to my heart is to complement me on my shoes. I can say I dated some one because the first thing he said to me was "wow those are some great shoes." A pretty generic complement, and I rarely accept complements in the first place, but I agreed with him. Maybe it was just one of those days.

It's possible that I'm just greedy. I would like to consider myself a collector of ideas, that shoves them all into a box, for later use.

Clippings have become a growing problem, but in attempts to orginize such items, I stumbled upon some of my favorite editorials of all time. I have hunted for them high and low using the world wide web, just so I have 2 sets of these fantastic shots. I showed this paticular editorial, that I was estatic to find, to some friends who were over, my enthuseasum was not recipricated. maybe someone can appericate this.

This is such a devine life. This is her real family. I yern to gain anything slightly resembling this state of being

Sunday, November 8, 2009

I heart history

History is full of satin hot shorts.

I enjoy the 5 second "get to know you introductions"

My personal opinion is, this is one of the most accurate depictions of life in Versailles. That is just what I think, you yourself can be the judge.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

All Hallows Eve

So I did not celebrate Halloween in the typical style. Mum dropped by for a 72 hour visit so we did the classy thing to do on the witching night.... Went to the Symphony for Tchaikovsky's "Pathetic"(thank you Kaeleigh and Seany Kingston?) then to Village Inn for food and a diagnoses with the cast of House MD at mid-night. It was a grand time had by all. View Picture book for highlights, we are not picture people, so there are few picture to even show.

Mother receiving her "welcoming gift basket." Not the best picture of either, kinda caught off guard and greasy. "Aww, its a Ken Cake"- Mother

Gifts from far off distant lands. Hudson gave me a Domo Doll, he thought I was lonely, charming boy. Mom brought me a bag of Oats ("I felt like I had a Kilo or a brick of something in my bag and kept worrying they were gonna ask me about it"-quote from mother about getting the Oats through security) and Sylvia Plath book. My loving Father got me a Michigan Tee shirt from his work travels, thank you papa.

"I can't wait to get old enough when I can get away with being insanely eclectic."- Mother

Mom in my room, myspace "Look at me playing the acordian!We could have an act"-Mother

We lost the one of ma dressed up like Stevie Wonder, damn shame. "I'm not going to hold that curtian rod, you can't make me."-Mother

I don't think we look anything alike. "She was so attractive in her photos, I would have never guessed it was the same cute girl."-Mother

"Oh yeah, thats because of the incident at Target, that really had some mental scaring"-Mother

Friday, October 30, 2009

How to spend your free time, a learners course.

Today I decided to make a Boston "Scream" Pie. I hate the name, but I acknowledge the fact they were trying to use cleaver word play in loo of the upcoming, Halloween. It was also in fact a cake, not a pie.

I choose to make this for a number of reasons...

1) My mother is coming in town and she makes me treats when I come back to the nest, I can only return the favor.
2) Make my mother see how much I really need a cake plate to properly display my creation.
3) Baking relaxes me, and I feel as if I accomplished something in the end. It is instant gratification, the only kind there should be.
4) I got a incredible idea of writing/ draw something in white chocolate in the frosting. I looked all day for a flat glazed cake recipe and this is the one I stumbled upon.

My new oven creates a bit of a challenge. It doesn't cook evenly, and by even I mean, the sides of your food will be burned yet the middle isn't even warmed yet. It also cooks about 75 degrees hotter than set too. if it says it should be done in 15 to 20 minutes, it is on fire in 7. i set the smoke-alarm off nearly every other day.

Clearly, for such an ambitious dessert, I could not dilly dally with a bipolar oven on the fritz. I went to the Yuma house and took all my supplies there to finish the job. Valorie, a resident of the Yuma house, and long time Picasso, offered to help me in my efforts to come up with something really great to doodle onto my cake. "Lets put your face on it."-Valorie Boss. She was absolutely right, nothing says "Welcome to my new adult lifestyle mum," than a cake with your own image in the frosting.

So that's what we did. Val sketched me out, and put it into frosting. It was perfect. I had never been so happy, and so grateful for her gift of the arts. Truly she is the master of mediums.

End Result:

Every time I open the frig I chuckle. I really do need a cakplate. this shouldn't be hidden from the world.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Ellen Von Unwerth

Ellen Von Unwerth is a first-rate German photographer of pleasurable things.

lovely Liv.

Ellen does most the work for Chantal Thomass, but I shan't be repetitive but this is from the same 17century risque Versailles inspired series featured in previous post.

P.Doherty and friend.

lilly allen.


Fraulein Maria.

dita von teese