Vintage Bulletin
Thank you to Carol at Dandelion Vintage for the mention in last week's Vintage Bulletin about this 1960's black sequinned cocktail dress:
Thank you to Carol at Dandelion Vintage for the mention in last week's Vintage Bulletin about this 1960's black sequinned cocktail dress:
at Monday, July 28, 2008 0 comments
Labels: 1960's, black, cocktail dress, sequinned, sexy, vintage
In between hunting down great vintage, listing on eBay and etsy, taking photos, shipping out packages, and learning CSS as I redesign my website (that last one is taking a while), I've also been:
^Meeting (and by meeting I mean having beer with): Patrick Corrigan, who is designing a new logo for me.
^Entertaining: houseguests
^Reading: Nuala O'Faolain
^Watching: Madmen, Swingtown, and Project Runway (it's research!)
^Also watching: Secret Diary of a Call Girl, Weeds, The Venture Brothers, and Trailer Park Boys (not research, necessarily).
^Listening to: podcasts of This American Life, Selected Shorts, and Radiolab.
^Also listening to: Brown Bird (and all the artists on the Peapod label), Kinski, Scissorfight, and The Who.
^Riding: My BMW and sometimes a 1957 Triumph T100.
^Also riding: My mountain bike (though not very well).
^Obsessing over: This.....
Rush on the TV!
at Sunday, July 20, 2008 0 comments
Labels: music, podcasts, project runway, reading, rush
Wants in. (taken while i was photographing clothing to list online. it's not like i got out a camera to photograph the poor bastard while he was dangling off the screen - i already had it in hand!)
at Tuesday, July 15, 2008 0 comments
Labels: cat, clothing, photography, psycho kitty, tex, vintage
But early advertising for BMW motorcycles is the coolest. Love that teutonic Deco industrial look!
at Tuesday, July 15, 2008 0 comments
Labels: advertising, art deco, bmw, motorcycle, vintage
I want:
From the James Brown Auction.
Say it again! Black Sex Jumpsuit.
at Sunday, July 13, 2008 0 comments
Labels: auction, james brown, jumpsuit, sex, vintage
Though I'm impressed with her beauty, I'm even more impressed by the fact that she got through Ulysses!
Via Reading is Sexy (some photos NSFW)
at Thursday, July 10, 2008 0 comments
Labels: books, james joyce, marilyn monroe, reading
Hand made wooden Kewpie plant holder? ash tray? peanut dish?
From a yard sale in Western Maine.
The look on his face cracks me up - as if someone just pinched his little bottom.
As my clearout extends to my cyber presence, I've been cleaning out the photos hosted on my server, meaning I get to go through thousands of shots from the past few years. It's tedious, but it's cool to see some of the things I've sold, like:
at Sunday, June 29, 2008 2 comments
Labels: ceil chapman, claire mccardell, dresses, vintage
Yes, I was one of the people who joined in the record-breaking download of Firefox 3. To quote Bubbles, from The Trailer Park Boys, "It's f*cking awesome!"
My favorite tweak, so far, is that I can adjust the colors of jpegs, making them richer, and truer to their original scheme (it always drove me nuts that my photos looked great until I viewed them in my browser).
HERE it is.
Maybe it was the two root beer vodka tonics (delicious! at night. the next day? not so delicious) but a sentence in this article in the Sunday New York Times Magazine about Floral Designer Daniel Ost all of a sudden gave me a "theme" to some of the crap in the junk drawer that is my brain.
Here's the quotation, in case you don't feel like reading the whole article:
The process of decay interests Ost. “I’ve always wanted to show flowers in their optimum moment, but now that I’m older, I also want to explore the beauty of dying.”
Like Ost, I'm getting older, and find myself increasingly interested in the descendent curve of the arc. And when you start to look for it, you see it everywhere. All of a sudden I realize that my yard is FULL of examples - like the grass and Columbine-choked staircase in the back of my yard.Or the massive rotting birch tree, planted by the previous owner of the house, when he was a little boy. (Sadly this is going to have to be cut down before it falls into the garage full of vintage motorcyles).
Decay is not so lovely in vintage clothing, rendering most things unsaleable. But I do (emotionally, not financially) love the smear of lipstick and spots of wine and a party dress - the remnants of a good night. Or the wear and tear to an obviously favorite jacket, replaced buttons, pinholes, shredded lining.
And some women can rock the whole decadent post-glam thing, like Exene Cerevenka or Siouxsie Sioux.
But it's a VERY hard look to pull off. And sometimes decay only accentuates the decay around it. I can't stop thinking about this picture of Courtney Love, in a deconstructed 20's dress.
The parallels between the dress and Ms. Love are unnerving
at Saturday, June 21, 2008 2 comments
Labels: 1950's, futurism, newspaper, novelty print, vintage
Every kid in my high school loved Rush. Except me. I figured that if everyone liked them, then I was far too "alternative" to follow the herd.
Getting older can be enlightening. And giving up "the cool" can be a hell of a lot of fun. Because every kid in my high school was right and I was wrong. Rush rocks. ROCKS. I saw them live last night. 10th row. I now have a wee (okay, huge) crush on Geddy Lee.
How could I not?! He just gets more and more dreamy.
at Monday, June 16, 2008 2 comments
Labels: geddy lee, high school, music, rush, vintage
at Sunday, June 08, 2008 1 comments
Labels: maine, profile picture, rummage sale, sister, summer, vintage