Sunday, December 19, 2010

Tigerlily Photoshoot

Shots from a totally captivating photoshoot, which really makes me wish I had a head of mermaid hair...and a drapey jersey knit dress.

Some things on my wishlist (post Christmas sales):

The perfect slouchy sweater.
Knock-off Chanel flats that aren't really trying too hard.
Is it a boot?  A pump?  A restraint device?  I love them.
Matchstick jeans, just a little distressed.
Cuddly, cozy Mobius Scarf.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

A Preview

This preview nearly brought me to tears.  I'm excited that such beautiful films are being created by people passionate about the artful moments in life.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Please Consider...

Please consider giving a gift to someone you don't know this year; someone you do not expect to give anything back to you.

It is not broken logic to ask for nothing.
It causes a broken heart when you give up nothing...
When there is no sacrifice in your days.

May you be reminded of the greatest love that fills all spaces between this world's many faces, reflecting in the facets of our soul-filled lives.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Rain Drops = Socially Acceptable Doggy Hair Gel

I'm happy to watch the rain fall outside the window. 
And if I wear my ear flap hat I'm happy to watch it fall all around me too.
But I'm especially happy if it collects on my dog's head and gives him emo hair,
Because people would call me crazy if I put hair gel on him for the same effect.
It's just not done.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Rise Up

Seriously, where have I been?  Works Progress Administration (ridiculous name for a band although I, too, am fascinated with the 30's as those who know me will tell you) is freaking amazing as right they should.  I love Sean Watkins so this is pretty well a dream sequence for me.

I've been listening to a ton of their videos in succession all night.  Numbers Man tells me I'm "gettin' down".  It might be true.  Although I don't think it's really oogie boogie, dance-a-holic music.

Doing some rather fun last minute shopping as well.  Some people are a real pleasure to shop for...

Monday, December 6, 2010

Mothers...Obligated to Work?

This article makes me want to have an outburst.  Yes, an outburst.  And not a controlled one.  Very out of control indeed.  I don't know about any of you readers out there, but as a child, the only impression I had of my mother working was that she wasn't with me.  I used to worry that if we had an earthquake and the California's crust split (thanks to a vivid imagination), she would be on one side of a crevasse and I on the other.  Forever separated.  I didn't even think if she was setting a good or bad example for me.  I just wanted her there when I was out of school at the end of the day, because I was a selfish child (as most children are).  As an adult, I realize  my mom chose to work outside the home for her own sanity and sense of productivity and I do not personally feel the same draw to that kind of work for those reasons, but I certainly have also never thought that working outside the home was an obligation for anyone other than those who need to do so in order to provide for their family. 

As an aside, there was a time I found perusing mail order bride sites pretty darned fascinating (don't judge), and I remember thinking that if I were a man up for such an experience (again, the vivid imagination runs wild), I would select my mate from an Indian site because all the women were ridiculously educated but looking for a satisfying home life as a stay at home mom and doting wife.  Rawking combination, in my ever so humble opinion.

I know I shouldn't have even wasted my energy getting riled up over this...

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Singing in a Cloud

"I've got halo's made of summer, rhythms made of spring
What she wears, what she wears, what she wears
I got crowns of words a-woven each one a song to sing
Oh I sing, oh I sing, oh I sing
Give me long days in the sun,
Preludes to the nights to come
Previews of the mornings laying in all lazy
Give me something fun to do
Like a life of loving you
Kiss me quick now baby I'm still crazy over you..."

From Something in the Water on Brooke Fraser's newAlbum.  I've been waiting for this release since the last came out.  Hearts for her.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

A Collection

...of links!

This looks fun...I feel sorry for recipients of my gift-giving this Christmas.  You may be in for a knotty treat. See what I did there?  Hardy har har.

So moved by this love.

Thinking a lot about Morocco.  Therefore, watching Hideous Kinky end on end.
          Julia: London's cold, cold and sad. No camel, no Abdul's a jellybean.

          Bea: No scorpions.

Extra pleased with this week's travel section of NYSD because they featured Hemingway's home there...including passed pup head stones.
Tempted to buy this DVD before I have even seen the movie.  Can you blame me?

Friday, December 3, 2010

Cognitive Dissonance

We live in a state of constant plurality:
Civilzed and Counting down the time
Until we set ourselves free. 
When we'll fight outright,
Thrashing at our captors -
And knashing at our bits. 
Striving to contain and tame,
Sedate and soften...the inner beast,
Our nails still rip opressors apart 'til
We call upon peace and love
To do the setting free for us. 
While beats grip at our heaving hearts
Propelling arms outstretched
And this way we leave ourselves
For a moment. 
Leave our hives, our homes,
Leave our comforts and what's known,
To step, slow-pacing, horizon-facing
Breaking our own bones.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Raucous Quietude

"I surrendered my beliefs
and found myself at the tree of life
injecting my story into the veins of leaves
only to find that stories like forests
are subject to seasons"

~ Saul Williams

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Ignore the Jumpsuit

One of the best songs ever...!!! 
Thank you mom, for introducing me to seriously awesome music from a young age.  Between show tunes and Joan Baez I think my bases were covered.