Avant-Garde Rubbish

New Blog

2006-04-01T12:37:00.000-08:00

My new blog is here. I'm really excited to have one that is part of my site. i'm going to leave this up for a while as archives, though i'm trying to figure out if there is a way to move it all over as archives to the new blog. If anyone that uses wordpress knows how to do this i would be very appreciative! Cheers!!

Hurl a Squirrel

2006-03-29T11:40:00.000-08:00

Anyone that knows me knows that i have a very active imagination. i laugh when i find things funny, even if i'm by myself, on a busy street, or in an elevator with someone i dont know. i will even giggle in my sleep. sooo.. i was chatting thru email with a coworker about random things and she told me she was monking* a Hurl a Squirrel. Supposedly a Hurl a Squirrel is a dog toy... but i decided to market it as a pest product, in a really bad infomercial way:

Tired of fighting with squirrels when you're trying to enjoy a bowl of nuts in your own backyard? Those pesky squirrels wont bother you NOW that you have a Hurl a Squirrel! Yes, Hurl a Squirrel!! from the makers of Chuck a Duck! just load your squirrel up in the sling, give it a good whirl over your head and release the catch lever.. that squirrel will join the ranks of it's flying relatives as it soars over your hedge into the neighbors yard! And now accessorize your Hurl a Squirrel with our fashion colors set.. hurl your squirrel in style with a hot pink, blue or lime green Hurl a Squirrel!!

shit i could totally market anything!! hahahahahahahaha...

* Monking in the company i work for is a fancy term for data entry of product details from their packaging. it was at one point actually done by monks from a local monestary, hence the term "monking".

grocery combinations

2006-03-22T13:25:00.000-08:00

i read somewhere about someone looking at what other people buy at the store and making a general contrast of it. i have noticed that at different times of the day people buy very interesting things. usually at your 24 hour markets people go in at 3am for all kinds of medicine/pain relievers/sleep aids. and usually in the morning people buy more breakfasty stuff. though on odd occassions i have seen people doing their regular shopping in the morning. most of my shopping is done sometime over the weekend but i do make the occasional run to get the few things i didnt see myself needing until that very day. one of my purchases in the past was toilet paper (we were flat out, usually i get mine at target but it was 10pm on a friday night and they were closed), chili (to make nachos for myself and the boy for dinner) and a magazine.. i wonder what that checker was thinking, hehe..

last night i went in for (among other things) strawberries, shake 'n' bake, and pellegrino water.. this i looked on with amusement that for dinner i was going to shake and bake my strawberries and wash it down with the pellegrino. maybe i'm the only person that finds this amusing.. but i'm considering keeping a list of odd grocery combinations.

New home

2006-03-17T10:55:00.000-08:00

So hopefully over this weekend my little blog will get a new home. Well, thats not true, it already has a new home, but it requires a coat of paint and some decoration before I invite the world in for a visit. My new blog will be attached to my website: 2 Girls & Plastic

What is 2 Girls & Plastic you ask? Think of Libertine, mixed with a little Galliano, steal a few bows from Viktor & Rolf, give it a few tattoos, and make it able to be purchased by regular people and you have the essence of 2 Girls & Plastic. Allow me share a little bit more with you without revealing too much. 2 Girls & Plastic is a small (for now) company that i have started with a friend. I love dressing people, styling them, designing clothing for them, etc; and my friend loves sewing, designing and having fun with vintage looks done in new ways. We thought about what we wanted out of affordable fashion and we realized who better than ourselves to do it? Why hunt for something i want that i can actually afford and still pay the rent, when i can just make it myself? So our fledgling company is finally getting off to a good start. With many stops and starts and hang ups along the way we are trying to get it all up and live as soon as humanly possible while still designing and creating. I have a feeling that in the coming months... sleep, like in school, will become a fabled thing saved solely for weekends.

Hopefully the few people that actually read the current blog will migrate with me to my new home, and will be all nestled in and happy to accept a cuppa and a few biscuits, and will stick around for sneaks of new products mixed in with some rants and studies on life and people.

Vintage Treasures

2006-03-15T14:55:00.000-08:00

Over the weekend i went antiquing in a little town about a half hour away; there i found the holy grail of vintage clothes. There is a lady, that has owned the most fabulous clothing from the 1940s onwards, and who wore it all at it's most popular height, and now she's selling it at really reasonable prices. I'm truly in awe of the state of everything she has. The hats look brand new! The shoes.. oh! the shoes! She has a pair for sale, leopard print, from Paris, from the 50's. Damn my big feet! (size 8.5) i think i might see who out there that has small feet would be willing to fork over the cash for them, they are so gorgeous! I'll have to post a photo. I want to meet this lady. I want to dive into her vintage closet and swim around in the beautiful designs and craftsmanship of well made clothing. I want to soak up the glamour that existed in those days. Pretty much I just want to own everything of hers.. and every chance i get i'm going to go back and buy more. because, well if you look at the hats below.. you cant help feeling just a bit glamorous when wearing them. Watch out Dita von Teese, i'm gonna have a better collection than you. haha!

B In China - A Harrowing Journey of a Seattle Girl in the Far East

2006-03-13T13:01:00.000-08:00

I have a friend who is sending out an email diary during her second business trip to China. This made me laugh out loud so i am sharing it with you, as even though you dont know her it's still good reading. And for the record I have to say i loved pride and prejudice and we had a slight butting of heads over which version was better.. i like the new one, she likes the Colin Firth one. So it's nice to see she gave my version a chance. Without further ado i give you installment one of the diary. Click here...

Also, i am figuring out her new blog for her whilst she is gone and the ins and outs of wordpress are still being learned.. so please bear with the lack of any fun theme for her and the many missing links and other cool stuff..

not so much

2006-03-09T14:52:00.000-08:00

My friend B has this radio station on her work's hold button when you call. The other day i called and it was that old 80's song with all the numbers.. 86754039424356 or something, and it totally made me laugh. Then yesterday it was playing Cindi Lauper "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" which i was really happy about and bopping along to.

Today though, when she had to put me on hold it was playing some horrid song by Rod Stewart... there is only so much Rod Stewart a person can take before they start bleeding from the ears.

Yeah... Not so much.

Call me old fashioned

2006-03-09T12:19:00.000-08:00

I might be an old fashioned girl. I was taught from a very early age about etiquette, about what to say, what not to say, how to present myself in a formal situation and how basic hygeine works. So I am a little shocked to find out that not all people, some of whom could possibly be my mother's age, don't get basic hygeine.

Just now, in the ladies restroom, I'm doing my thing, minding my own business and whatnot. A woman (i didnt see her as i was in a stall) comes in uses the bathroom, and instead of washing her hands (which up until now i thought was taught in kindergarden) leaves the stall and the bathroom entirely and even ends up running into someone on the way out and has to say "excuse me". Now i know just by that little two word expression that she has some form of basic etiquette. she did not grunt at the person that was passing her in the doorway, so obviously she is educated enough to know that after you use the toilet you WASH YOUR HANDS. Hell they even have the little signs in restaurant bathrooms, in at least two languages, telling you to wash your hands.

So to her i ask why lady, why do you feel it not neccessary to wash your hands after you use the toilet? are you afraid to get a germ from the hands free automatic sink? are you afraid that if you hang out too long in the bathroom you might have someone try to talk to you? and are your kids this disgusting too?

Now i'm afraid to touch anything in the common areas of the office. will i get her gross toilety germs from using the microwave? will i accidently contract Herpes from touching a community doorknob? i'm so grossed out right now i'm not even thinking rationally. I want to seal off my cube in a bubble with an air purifier and hand sanitizer and paper shoes that people have to use when they want to come talk to me. thanks to the dirty germy bathroom lady i now have even more OCD and the need to clean everything with hot water and bleach. Awesome.

Coming Soon!!!

2006-03-07T10:42:00.000-08:00

After much revision and redesigns we have finally decided on a look for our website. And it's going to be SO hot!! We're working on new clothes and home decor stuff and even some reworkings from vintage patterns with a modern twist.. really just fabulous stuff. So once it's up i'll put a link to it, but for now you get the coming soon image.. and soon enough that will change to a link to the coming soon splash for the new site.. hooray!!

A letter to the people downstairs

2006-03-06T16:12:00.000-08:00

THANK GOD YOU MOVED OUT! Its been several weeks now and they are still cleaning and repairing the damage you left in your wake.

That Saturday morning a few weeks ago, when we saw the U-Haul outside in the parking lot we secretly wished it was for you. Oh, that day, how the gods smiled down on us in good fortune. You were finally moving out! After having the cops called on you twice, having your dumb ass brother(?) break back into the apartment (after locking himself out), by breaking a window, the two large dogs barking at anything that moved outside, the pot clouds that would waft into our open windows in the summer (thank you?), and all of the arguments and throwing things and slamming doors and belittling each other, in front of your two year old no less, you are finally gone!

I must admit, the entertainment you provided has its perks, we got to laugh at you and how stupid you were. You were the official train wreck before Britney and K-Fed came along, though I think your little brother was trying his hardest to emulate Mr. Federline. He had that whole gangster limp thing down real good, only thing keeping him from being a true gangster what that you were living in the suburbs and he was a skinny ass white kid, but I’ll give you a half point for effort. We enjoyed it when the cops came by and told you off for being dumb. By the way, a word to the wise, since I have a feeling you and our local police force are going to become well known to each other, don’t tell them how to do their jobs. As much enjoyment as it would be for us to see you get your ass beat by them, you might be sore the next day from it.

In consideration for your new neighbors I have assembled a simple list of things to remember for good neighbor etiquette in your new place, be it a cardboard box, trailer park, or a relatively nice apartment like the one downstairs.

I know you love to slam doors, but this gets really annoying after say, the 1000^th time. We get it, you’re pissed! So the f*ck what. Take it out on something with no hinges, or better yet, suck it up and be an adult* about it. If you can’t, maybe anger management therapy is an option? (* I know I refer to you as adults, this is still pending, as just because you’re old enough to have a kid doesn’t mean you’re mature enough to be an adult.)

You have two dogs, and not small ones either. Usually people with dogs take them out on walks, oh I don’t know, two times a day? I think we saw you take your dogs out maybe two times ever. And it was only to walk about 10 feet from your front door to take a crap and then get shuttled back inside. I had a thought about calling PETA or another animal rights agency and sicking them on your ass but really, if the dogs were that unhappy I think they would have just eaten your kid. How about you give the dogs up for adoption (like you should have with your child) so they can have a better life than what you’re forcing them to have.

About the pot, though I am in no means a saintly person. I don’t think you need to advertise so extensively that you smoke it. Call me crazy, but I’m not into having the cops come by all the time just to see if they can bust you smoking it on your porch area. If they can see you, they can arrest you. Thanks just the same for the contact high, though all it did was give me a headache.

About your music, what you listen to is crap, and the louder it bumps on your crappy glorified ghetto blaster, doesn’t make it something we all want to listen to. Put in a good stereo system, get some good Hip Hop tunes, invite the neighbors down for 40’s and BBQ and all will be good in the hood.

The yelling at 8am in the morning has to stop. Pronto. No. Really. When I’m getting ready for work in the morning I try get myself together and ready for the day, I don’t have a hard job but sometimes it can get stressful. I do not really care about whether or not the “bitch” sleeping by your side was supposed to get you up “at 7 am, and now it’s f*cking 8 ” and you’re “going to be late for work”. Last time I checked, as an adult (that pesky word again!) you are in charge of getting your own lazy ass out of bed and to work on time. Repeat after me: “My girlfriend/wife is not my mother.” And by the way, your girlfriend’s raising your kid pretty much by herself so cut the woman a bit of slack.

Oh and girlfriend, don’t even get me started on you. I rally for you, cuz I see what an asshole your man is, and what a defunct loser your/his brother is. So I understand that raising a 2 year old is going to get to you. But the one thing you don’t do is cuss at your kid, and you don’t tell her to shut the fuck up either. That just makes you look like a bad parent. I know you love your little munchkin, when nobody is at home we hear you singing to her in the bath, and you have a nice voice. And for a few minutes everything seems to be ok, but when the man gets home you obviously take all your frustrations out on your kid. As we hear her crying every night when you put her down to sleep. That’s just tragic. My advice, you don’t need the asshole, even if you married him, there is always something better for you out there. but I digress.. back to the topic at hand.

All in all, we are so happy you have moved out. We probably did make you jealous of the fact that we had sex and you didn’t. And I get that you cuss like sailors only to mask the hurt in your hearts, and that really if you wanted to change things you could, but you’re too damn lazy to. But I have to say I pity your new neighbors, even if you’ve gone and found a nice house with a little back yard for the kid and the dogs to play in. I pity them for the future of what you have started, of the mass of beat up old cars that will inevitably populate your front yard. I pity them for having to hear you scream at each other and slam doors (we really don’t miss that at all). I pity them for just having to deal with you. As we, well we are having margaritas and partying it up now that you’re gone, and you know what? It’s shaping up to be a nice little apartment complex again. Su-Fi to you suckers!

Perks

2006-03-01T12:03:00.000-08:00

Some days my job drives me nuts. Like when people need things shot and cleaned and loaded "yesterday if not sooner". Those people make me want to dive under my desk when i see them coming. But every so often i get a little perk that makes dealing with the nuts-oids a bit easier to bear, namely, free stuff.

We have a fabulous beauty girl here, that pretty much runs all of the beauty dept for the website. She invites the photographer and i (and various other people) to meetings when we have people from the different beauty companies in to talk about their product. Be it a new line or a completely new client to us it's always informative and at the end we get free stuff.

one we had in from a company that was pretty cool had a nice line of makeup but was a little too much on the floozy side for me. so most of the stuff i got i gave away to friends (plus i dont wear glittery lipglosses.. ever).

The next one i wasn't actually able to attend, but i was able to snag a bag of product from the fabulous beauty girl. It is a line from Japan that creates all of their product in a human-free environment, or so i am told. So that when you get the finished product it has eliminated any external bacteria getting into it and then getting onto your face to wreak havoc. This makes me happy, as my skin loved to flare up in the worst of ways at the drop of a hat. This little bag of goodies was all full size product and had a grand total to the normal consumer of upwards of $120, and i got it for free.. splendid!!

Today's line is a new one we're carrying and everything is organic. It is fabulous and smells so yummy. We had the owner of the company in to talk to us and she is truly an awesome woman (secretly, after hearing her talk, i wanted to move back to my home state and go work for her doing packaging design or photography). She started in her kitchen and made items based on the fact that she couldnt find anything to use herself that was healthy and organic and actually worked. So i got a few nice freebies again. So far nothing has topped the Japanese company, but i love getting things for free. My mother loves it too, as the things i cant use/aren't appropriate for my skin, i send to her.

Kawaii nee!!

2006-02-27T14:54:00.000-08:00

I just have to share my very favoritest photo ever of a bunny from Cuteoverload...

honestly, how can it be that cute? it should be illegal.

Flowers from my lover.

2006-02-27T10:56:00.000-08:00

Because I am really out of shape, and due to the fact that i am now taking hot yoga classes, it i no wonder that over the weekend my back was a little sore. Mainly the muscles just really needed a half hour in a hot spa. I was complaining about it to J on Saturday night and asked him to walk on my back for me. He said sure but then disappeared into the bathroom. While waiting for him to be done with whatever he was doing in the bathroom I started to think of the tiny little asian masseuse ladies that will actually climb up on you (as if you were a mountain), hold fast to a ceiling beam (as their places always have the exposed beams and a very zen like feel) and walk on your back barefoot, making sure to focus on the tight parts and work it all out of you. This would be a comical thing for J to emerge from the bathroom, in full masseuse regalia and then walk on my back as light as a feather (though he is slim, he is not as light as a tiny asian lady).

When he finally emerged from the bathroom, normal and not wearing any special masseuse clothing (damn!) i was grinning like a hyena, trying not to laugh at the images my mind had conjured up. He looked at me and asked why i was grinning.

"No reason", I replied.

"You know something."

"Know something? What would I know? I've been waiting for you to come walk on my back."

"No, you know something. What did you look at?"

"Nothing!! I know nothing!!"

A conversation of this type continued til i was exhausted with denying i knew anything about anything.. which i truly didnt.. and thought he was crazy, and he was sufficiently satisfied that i didnt really know anything about whatever top secret thing he was working on. I had figured he was doing something with his computer, or a game or artwork or who knows what.

Come to find out this morning, about an hour after i had gotten to work, what the top secret thing was. He sent me flowers and chocolates to my work! I guess he plotted really well with my photographer (coworker) about getting the address to my work and whatnot. I have to say, everyone played their parts and i was really surprised. And they are SO beautiful! I now think every Monday should begin with me getting flowers. And that every girl should get them anonymously sent to them if they have no boy to do it.

Random ranting from a bit ago..

2006-02-24T15:47:00.000-08:00

Since i have to watch my P's and Q's on a certain place called myspace.. i have chosen to include a rant from a few weeks ago here rather than leave it up, lest the person that it's about might happen upon it and that would make for uncomfortable silences and awkward interactions were i to see this person somewhere.. ok here goes:

A few weeks ago one of my coworkers got engaged.. it happened on a Sunday night, when her and her boyfriend were having dinner at his place. Long story short she came in that Monday morning practically bouncing off the walls. Now i'm definitely one to wish you good luck and congrats on whatever life achievements you have made. Why not celebrate you? As i figure when it's my turn it's only polite you return the cheer.

What i dont take to is when she makes the announcement in our morning meeting and while she's glowing and being all smug about it (i'm getting married!! nyah nyah!!). one of the other married girls looks around and asks "so who's still single here?" upon which every eye in the room turns to me and the guy sitting next to me. He brushes it off, yeah i'm still single, without a care as he is pretty ok with getting different tail every week (go buddy!). I on the other hand move to correct her, "no" i say, "i'm not single, i live with my boyfriend". "oh,well thats pretty much single isnt it?" she replies.

um.. NO that pretty much ISNT SINGLE! i want to scream at her. How is living with my boyfriend being single? were i single i'd be going out to bars with friends and chatting up a cute guy somewhere between here or there as i would not be having regular monogamous sex and would be on the prowl for a little sweet lovin'. So really what you're saying here is that if i dont have a ring on my finger that costs as much as a small car (and believe me if i had the $ i'd buy myself one), then i guess you're right.. i'm single. but let me remind you that in the great big book of wordsmithing, the dictionary mind you, no work of vernacular fiction that single means this:

sin·gle Audio pronunciation of "single" ( P ) Pronunciation Key (snggl)
adj.

1. Not accompanied by another or others; solitary. (this would be true.. if i didnt have a boyfriend)
2.
a. Consisting of one part, aspect, or section (blah blah blah)
b. Having the same application for all; uniform (blah)
c. Consisting of one in number (etc.)

3. Not divided; unbroken

4.
a. Separate from others; individual and distinct (this one i could be ok with.. it means i'm speshul)
b. Having individual opponents; involving two individuals only (like combat.. given half the chance i'll wipe that smug look off your face)

5.
a. Honest; undisguised (yeah ok)
b. Wholly attentive

6. Designed to accommodate one person (like a single scoop of ice cream... that i can share with my boyfriend)

7.
a. Unmarried. (this means no boyfriend either biyotch)
b. Lacking a partner (again.. referring to having no boyfriend except that i share a bed with him every night)
c. Relating to the unmarried state: enjoys the single life. (that would be if i didnt have what? oh, a boyfriend.)
d. Of or relating to celibacy. (and i'm for damn sure not celibate)

so to the smug marrieds at my workplace.. take a lesson from my future sister-in-law.. dont be a bitch, be happy with yourself, dont rub in the fact that i'm not married til i want to blugeon you with dull heavy objects. cuz i'm pretty sure i have way more sex than you do, and if you dont think so.. i can have a FLB (f*ck like bunnies) weekend in your honor.

Yeah... thought so.

burning down the house.

2006-02-23T13:21:00.000-08:00

So i have not been killed by my new hot yoga class, but it took a bit getting used to.. felt a bit dizzy at times in the beginning but then my body acclimated to it and i finished the class relatively well, but very sweaty. There are some poses i cant do yet but i'm sure after a few classes i'll get the hang of it. i really dig this stuff, i felt so good after the class and even better after a shower, haha.

i had a really odd dream last night, or series of dreams. it ended with me driving home to my apartment, which oddly enough was in a different complex than it's in now, and all the apartments leading to where the driveway was were on fire. like not just fire, but FIRE that reached up into the sky(about another 100 feet!!) and was creating a hot 45-60 mph wind. people were getting their hair blown all around and they were still trying to get their things and leave the apartments, there was one part that had collapsed to reveal a group of people on a balcony waiting for an elevator that i'm assuming still worked even though the buildings were all consumed with fire. it was really odd. then i got to my place, parked on the street outside(in reality we have a lot where i park, not a street), and went to go upstairs and saw that jessica alba (???) lived downstairs and her family was huge. they were hanging out having lunch on the grass and watching the fires in the buildings across the street.. i went inside my apartment and talked to J who was not the least bit worried that the whole other side of the street was on fire. so then i was sitting there contemplating crating the cats and taking some stuff out to the car, but he just sat there on the computer like nothing was happening. so strange!! i think it must have been my subconscious relating it to the hot yoga classes.. otherwise shouldnt people not be hanging out in a firestorm like it's nothing?

back to the hot yoga class tomorrow. i have sore muscles, but overall i feel good. a bit tired, but thats a common reaction to the hot yoga classes, when your body is detoxing. (or so the teacher told me)

Millinery

2006-02-22T16:02:00.000-08:00

I forgot to mention one thing about the article in Vogue: the hats Dita wears were all made by Stephen Jones in London. His hats are AMAZING they defy gravity, they are elegant yet a bit off. pretty much what i'm saying is i NEED one.. in fact.. if any really rich people out there dont know what to do with a few thousand dollars here are a few ideas:

York

Blithe Spirit

London

I promise they will get a wonderful home and be worn with the finest of dresses and be taken to all the best parties.

This is your life...

2006-02-22T12:05:00.000-08:00

I got inspired by Angelina to try hot yoga, so tonight i'm going to my first class.. i have to say i'm a bit wary. i hear about how people get dizzy and nauseated and more, but if you drink lots of water you're ok. so really i should be ok, as i drink enough to float a small boat. Then after looking at the poses you do in class i have a whole new set of "oh crap i totally can't do that" cropping up in my little inner monologue. when I was in art school and taking drawing classes i had the same little voice telling me what i was drawing was crap so i had to learn to turn off that voice. I'm assuming i'll have to do the same with this voice.. and tell it to eff off while i'm trying to do the standing bow (which if i can achieve in a year i'll be amazed about). and for that matter, can anyone actually do that one? if you can you are so amazing to me in my unbendy state.

i think i'm coming to the realization that my body is not what it used to be. i used to be super bendy, i was a dancer and then after that was pretty athletic and would run and do sports for fun. lately, (since college) because i now work at a 9-5 desk job, i'm so much the opposite. I sit for way too many hours and since the weather has been bad i cant just run out to walk to the book store or around the block on lunch as it would require fighting with one of the following: rain/high winds/freezing temps with wind chill/inappropriate shoes for a walk/etc. I'm not making excuses, i know i'm a lazy fool and tonight i plan to begin to do something about it.

i suppose if i never post again you will know that the experience killed me, but i know that really i just have to stick with it and not puss out.

ooh! new vogue! lunch will be nice today! check out the march issue for the photos of marilyn manson's wedding to dita.. damn she's pretty. and the place they got married is so fabulous, owned by the artist Gottfried Helnwein. ok, enough of that.. i'm hungry.

Hören Sie dies zu

2006-02-21T13:33:00.000-08:00

random thought for the day: listening to Rammstein makes one half german girl (my dad's side) want to go dance it up in some crazy club in Russia like the one in xXx... can someone tell me if anything like that exists for real? and if so why the US of A is so damn boring as to only have clubs with losers in them? (at least the ones i always went to) possibly i was just clubbing* in the wrong country?

*i hate that word.. sounds like i'm wounding innocent creatures

whole lotta hoopla

2006-02-21T11:36:00.000-08:00

so my blog is migrating from a photo blog into a regular old blog with photos, which is fine as i think i'm the only person that looks at this thing anyhow.. broken record anyone? haha.

have been fighting with my old hosting company to release the domain for my business so we can transfer to a new host. everything is registered under my business partner, so after getting forwarded emails of info from her and trying to get it all sorted i come to find out that she has to send an email back to the original hosting so they can unlock the domain for transfer. this company is probably the worst customer service i have had to deal with in a REALLY long time. they dont answer their phone (which conjures up images in my overactive imagination of a phone in a giant warehouse in the middle of nowhere ringing off the hook, and mind you in my head its one of those old fashioned rotary phones), and they take ages to return an email to their clients (hello, emails take maybe two minutes, and to turn off the lock on my acct, maybe two minutes more.. 4 minutes? you cant find 4 minutes for me?), so suffice to say i'm a bit peeved.

got a new haircut and my girl cut a bit too much hair off (6 inches!!) so i'm adjusting to the new style. i guess it's fine as hair inevitably grows back unless you're going bald.. so i have nothing to worry about, just an extra 15 minutes of hair taming in the morning, after i inevitably wake up late from having snoozed my alarm for way too long. maybe i'll switch to washing my hair at night.

blah blah blah.. nothing else new and interesting.. i think today i'm boring myself.

Fabulously fabulous

2006-02-15T11:07:00.000-08:00

Wee doggy! getting a new blog.. on my very own site too. hurrah! that is after i repurchase the site and hosting. bastards didnt send any warning and *poof* it all disappeared, just after my lovely boy toy had finished uploading wordpress to it. so now all the work that was done on the design of the actual site and the merch section (os commerce), as it is first and foremost a business, has been lost. i think.

i'm not as sad about it as i thought i would be, as now i can get the site designed and everything working and then toss it all online in a day or two and have it be something that people will want to play around on and hopefully buy items from. (i promise the fashiony bits are really cool, and i'm not just saying that cuz i'm selling it)

once the site is up, maybe this weekend? and i have it all in order this bloggy blog blog will move to it's permantent home and i think this one will just have a redirect button on it sending you to the fabulousness that will be. i'm also trying to figure out what will be on the new blog.. probably more of an amalgamation of photos and personal thoughts pertaining to life and the burgeoning business. i find that people are quite amused by the ramblings of someone crazy from lack of sleep and totally obsessed with something. should be fun!

Cuter than a button

2006-02-02T09:32:00.000-08:00

When I go shopping in my local Japanese market I love to look at all the toys and sometimes get one for my desk or for my significant other's desk. We don't actively collect things but sometimes a diversion is just what you need in the middle of a stressful day. I found this little bear, holding a chick that is wearing bear ears and knew it was too cute to pass up.

Christmas Breakfast

2006-02-02T09:28:00.000-08:00

When I downloaded all of the images from my digital camera I ran across this one. I had friends over for breakfast on Christmas Day and had made individual fritattas with sausage and hash browns. I thought the fritattas looked so perfect when they came out of the oven i snapped a photo before the eggs had time to fall.

D.L. & Co. Candles

2006-01-29T02:29:00.000-08:00

Over the holidays I found the candles i've been coveting for many months at a great store called Gumps in downtown San Francisco. These are not the cheapest candles but make up for it in the fact that they are made by a man that is a true alchemist. If you get the chance, give yourself the gift of a DL & co. candle. If the full size ones are too spendy try a votive, which come in many of the flavours the larger ones come in.. i have one and i want many more! Almost forgot! to see the site and where to get your own little bit of decadence: DL and Co.

Absinthe scent is truly decadent, makes me think of Victorian era opulence.

Their attention to detail really made my day, the larger candles come with a little card about the candle fragrance as well.

The unveiling.. I love this candle, and after it's used up you can use it for other candles (votives) or as a candy dish (for the larger ones).

Lunch at Palace Hotel 2

2006-01-11T19:01:00.000-08:00

More from the lunch at the Palace Hotel. We ate in the Garden Room which used to be the front of the hotel. In this giant room/entry area horses and carriages would pull up to the far wall (behind the xmas tree) and let out their passengers then turn around and go back out thru the entry arches. All of this grandeur was to show the nobility just how fancy pants the hotel was, and it still is, as the lunch was fabulous.

I thought I'd share a few shots of the details inside the Garden room. The chandeliers are so beautiful and I really want to get back to see them sometime after dark, i'm sure they evoke a feeling of stepping back in time.

These are the windows over the main entry and exit arches. I'm really in awe about how many panes of glass are in this ceiling, I may do a bit of research and update the blog in a few days with a bit of trivia about the hotel.

After lunch we walked up maiden lane to go to gumps and get back to the Bart, as we approached the lane we heard opera music and very loud singing. I was under the impression someone was just playing loud music from their car until we rounded the corner and there was a couple there performing. I had to get a shot, but I wish I had been able to record his voice, just amazing.

Lunch at The Palace Hotel, SF

2006-01-05T19:06:00.000-08:00

Went to the Palace Hotel in San Francisco for lunch while visiting my family before Christmas. We had lunch in the Garden Cafe for my grandmother's 86th birthday. The menu was extravagant, everything sounded SO good.
I ended up going for the Pumpkin Sweet Potato Ravioli, as it's something i wouldnt normally make or really attempt to just yet.

My mom and grandma both chose the Dungeness Crab Salad that looked amazing
and was met with many a "mmmm" from both of them.

After lunch and a glass of champagne for each of us to toast to grandma I knew that we needed a really good dessert. Being a huge fan of creme brulee i immediately knew what i wanted and it took just a second more to convince my mom and grandma that they should help me eat it.

It looked really great, the sugar on top was perfectly crisp. How they do that i still have to learn, but shall practice as much as i can now that i have a mini blow torch of my very own (a christmas gift from a close friend!).

I'm hoping a few long posts will make up for me not posting since November, though I'm still convinced I'm the only one that reads this thing, haha.

No Vampires Here

2005-10-28T22:55:00.000-07:00

I love it when you get good things for a really great price.
Case in point, the garlic.. 4 for a buck. Who can beat that?
For this time of year it's superb to cook with *and* keeps the vampires at bay.

Fall Colors

2005-10-24T20:39:00.000-07:00

Haven't posted in a while.. been busy doing nothing but work.
This was shot from the bedroom window of the tree right
outside, it has turned mostly orange and yellow and the
leaves have given up their fight against gravity... happy fall!

Lighting Experiment

2005-10-03T23:10:00.000-07:00

Experimenting with light and flowers, dahlias to be exact.
I think for the next experiment I'm going to try less of a harsh spotlight,
this seems to blow out the flower petals a bit too much(top photo).
All in all though, they did come out nice.

Frites

2005-09-21T21:30:00.000-07:00

Made Salmon Piccata with Capers and Fries for dinner.
These are the fries, hot out of the oven. Two kinds
of potato and carrots, which get really sweet when baked.
If you would like the recipe let me know.

Scented Underclothes

2005-09-20T22:07:00.000-07:00

Wow, haven't posted in a bit. Making up for it though,
with these lavender filled sachets. Have been working
on building product and getting it all shot for the website
(www.2girlsplastic.com) which will be up soon.

Happy Birthday To Me

2005-08-29T22:42:00.000-07:00

For my birthday I got Siamese twin bears.
A close friend new my love of all things odd and made them for me.
They are named Flora and Fauna, a nod to the Addams family.
I love them!

No Tresspassing

2005-08-21T23:07:00.000-07:00

Went on a great search for Bandy's Troll Haven and found it.
The main castle was destroyed somehow, fire or just demolished?
Who knows, but they sure dont like you traipsing around.
I'll post more, the smaller castle now is really lovely.

Old Tape

2005-08-14T21:42:00.000-07:00

Was out shooting stock at a junkyard.
this was a bit of old tape stuck to a large machine.
It was blowing in the wind and looked cool
since it was so degraded.

The Grass is Always Greener

2005-08-12T20:05:00.000-07:00

The grass is always greener when you feed it to your cat.
It's a perk for me.. give them wheatgrass, they leave my bamboo alone.
I think it's a pretty good trade.

Pretty Things

2005-08-10T20:24:00.000-07:00

Pretty things come wrapped in tissue in a pink bag.
Mmmm.. new girly stuff. I truly do love lingerie.

Champagne Aftermath

2005-08-08T22:29:00.000-07:00

This makes me look like a wino, haha!
A collection of wine and champagne corks
which shall be turned into a wreath for my parents.
My favorite is champagne.. I could bathe in it.

Winter Revisited

2005-08-07T21:45:00.000-07:00

Was going thru a folder of misc images and found this.
It's from a day during this last winter,
one of the few times it actually snowed.
We went out driving and found this place by chance.

Elegant

2005-08-06T23:26:00.000-07:00

This and the previous photo I found when going thru older images.
This one was a studio shoot with the flowers in a vase
against a black back drop. Some of the resulting shots I made into
photoshop brushes, the others I put in my portfolio.

Little Red

2005-08-05T23:22:00.000-07:00

These are kittens from the first litter of my father's barn cat.
The little guy who is cautiously watching me is named Red.
He of all the other cats there is the friendliest,
letting you pet him while the other kittens stay a bit further out.

Fashion... turn to the left..

2005-08-04T23:26:00.000-07:00

I love fashion, and magazines, and Japanese fashion magazines.
In this stack we have all the girly regulars, and a very cool
Japanese Vogue, a garden magazine(for my future mansion, haha),
and a gaming mag that belongs to my boyfriend.

Cookie Madness

2005-08-03T20:52:00.000-07:00

It's cookies! It's madness! It's cookie madness!
These are half done, they still need pink chocolate and sprinkles.
For a friend's wedding this Saturday. Mmmm.. cookies.

Jaded

2005-08-02T22:27:00.000-07:00

This was brought back from China by a friend for me.
I had bugged him to bring me back a Buddha to add to my collection.
Instead he brought me these gorgeous wind chimes made of jade.

Pocky

2005-08-01T23:41:00.000-07:00

Mmmmm... Pocky. Two new flavors.
Though I'm a bit skeptical about the banana one.

Fog in the Trees

2005-07-31T22:05:00.000-07:00

These trees were on the other side of a fogged plastic panel
at the local nursery when I was out shooting stock.
I always thought this would be cool for a winter
photo manipulation, but never got around to doing it.

Offering

2005-07-30T10:55:00.000-07:00

An offering to Buddha, in the little balcony garden I have.
The flowers are from a small nicotiana plant and have a nice fragrance.

Spit and Vinegar

2005-07-29T22:36:00.000-07:00

This little guy is actually on the wall of a close friend's upstairs library.
He looks so angry, but really I think he's just misunderstood.