I am obsessed with things that go on my feet lately. And it doesn’t just stop at shoes–I’ve been eyeing socks and toe rings too. Fine, maybe not the toe rings although I’m predicting a comeback in Fall 2012.
And while I dream pennilessly of purchases that I can’t afford to make, I copy and paste my fantasies onto blog pages. These are wet dreams, sloppily drenched in drool and material-lust, and sadly, so far from being reality.
And with these pastel mint APC flats lurking, I should definitely treat myself to a one night “stand”. Har har har.
via Refinery 29
Our humble little booth (All in the mix, Greg, Alice, Ruby, Alia, Diana, Diane)
Anh, Space 15 Twenty.
Diane showing off her double Ds.
Cool your heels, missy
These LD Tuttle heels via Creatures of Comfort remind me that it’s time to swap in my beat up black high-top Chucks for something a little bit more raunchy, but not porn-raunchy, more like in an “I mean business”-kind of way. The exposed toe, heel, and achilles tendon are also symbolic: It’s revealing of a woman’s duality; the hard-ass-bitch who is secretly fragile and sensitive. Yep. That’s me. And every girl I know.
We’ll be there.
I enjoy French films not because I enjoy the directing or acting involved but because I like watching my personal style icons–these chic, classy, and cool French actresses–saunter into scenes,taking over with their sensuality. Anna Karina and Catherine Deneuve are two of my favorites.
The soft burn of your touch on my body.
I am engulfed in flames.
And you are the torch bearer.
My bright orange nail polish makes me think naughty thoughts. Importantly though, the orange reminds me that I am alive.
via PATA MAGAZINE
Thanks to 2 or 3 Things, I was put on to this photo of a homemade alarm. Doesn’t get more DIY than this.
(A little throwback to “red”, which we covered a week and a half ago)
I am usually pretty offended by poorly-designed band and concert posters that get wheatpasted all over the city. Oh those days of lore: Posting bills illegally around town as a music loving steet-team junkie; getting arrested trying to put up a Ghostface poster on a street pole during SXSW. I remember going to extreme lengths to make sure my alltimefavoriteband was getting enough recognition. Sadly, half the time, the bills I carefully aligned and staplegunned/taped to even and uneven planes were hideous. Where did all the cool poster designers go? I remember wistfully longing for old Wes Wilson-style poster designs; instead I was stuck with bad type, cheesy logos, and unflattering photography.
But I saw the poster above, which was designed by Justin Cox of Austin-based design collective, Public School for one of my favorite bands, Ratatat. It’s clever, clean, and intriguing. I like a bit of mystery in my posters. I also don’t need to see photos of the band doing silly emo poses (ie, leaning against a graffiti-embellished wall or kicking dirt along a railroad track).
Figuratively blue, read below.
ZINE IN THE WORKS
I’m putting together a literary/visual arts journal that will feature works by aspiring/professional writers, photographers, illustrators, musicians etc. Each issue’s theme will relate to understated (and sometimes overstated) human experiences. It’s a cognitive examination of how we feel and why we feel. It’s an opportunity to commiserate and celebrate with others creatively (and anonymously, if you’d prefer…)
The first issue is called “How to Say Goodbye”. It is inspired by stories of loss, regret, guilt and the emotional implosion of break-ups and unrequited love. Fiction/non-fiction/funny/sad all apply. The main criterion is that your work is your own.
Please pass this along to interested parties and other creative minds. Contributors will receive a free copy of the zine/journal (sorry I can’t monetarily reimburse your for your contribution! How recessionista of me…) Deadline will be: April 6 (Monday), deadline extended.
Thanks so much!
Diane / Phishsos@hotmail.com
Granted, this really should be tagged as “rainbow” but what jumps out at me in this photo of Sugar Jones’ “Paradise Cupcakes” are the maraschino cherries sitting atop dollops of whipped pistachio frosting. So the breakdown of last year’s Southern California Cupcake Challenge competition winner is this:
- mandarin orange cake
- pineapple whipped cream filling
- pistachio frosting
- shredded dried coconut garnish
- maraschino cherries
Sounds kind of complicated and mind-boggling but all LA-based food bloggers who covered last years event raved about the “Paradise Cupcake”, likening it to a 1950’s tiki lounge cocktail. I guess I could see that- hollowed out pineapple, little pink and yellow umbrellas, a lingering taste of pina colada on your lips. Kind of divine actually.
Anyway, will be trying this on Wednesday. Precious, owner of Sugar Jones, will be delivering some samples to our office to try. Can’t wait. And I don’t even like maraschino cherries!
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