Saturday, April 30, 2011

Rhodes Ranger

We have an electric blue Ford Ranger truck with a thin purple stripe. It has been sitting in our driveway for the entire winter and we finally got her out and put new tires on her. I learned how to drive stick in this truck with my Aunt and Uncle (both enormously tall humans) crammed into the passenger side.
It is ridiculously out of shape; it leans to one side, the windshield is broken, the wipers don't work, the seats move about and one of the tail lights is busted. But it gets us from a to b. And forget about riding in it with mom, good lord. She used to drive while talking on the phone and you would flung about like nobodies business.
It's always an adventure in this truck but I love it. It used to be my uncles and he would take me to Timberwolves games and I would bounce around in this little truck in downtown Minneapplesauce. It was great fun.


Thursday, April 28, 2011


I am easily amused. I laugh a lot and frequently and at really stupid things. I also love really dry humor that nobody thinks is funny which makes me laugh even more because it makes me nervous that I am the only one laughing. And I have a loud laugh and its very distinguishable and I love it.

At work we have been joking that I was only hired to laugh at my office mate; which I do often because she is really silly, I am really silly and so is everyone else so its great fun. But think about...I would be great in awkward situations or at company parties. I could be hired just to laugh at the boss when he tells his dirty jokes that he only thinks are funny and it wouldn't even matter who I was. I would have an alias all ready: "I am Blah blah blah's sister from accounts, or I just started yesterday in the mail room or I work twice a week to fill in for that lady on the third floor that is three weeks past her due date but still insists on coming in even though she can only wear her husbands shoes because they are the only ones that will fit her swollen feet." Seriously, this is going to be my new side job to pay off my student loans. Well and to be able to buy Free People's spring collection. And maybe a cd or two. WAIT...and an actual adult bed complete with headboard and frame.


This is how I will make my millions

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

The Cool Kids

When you were little you probably thought your dad was the boss, right? I mean I knew the boss at my dad's work but I still knew he wasn't the lowest on the pay scale (or in a child's term: the cool guy at work). But I really did think my dad was the "cool guy". Now I temporarily work at this said work with my dad. My office mate Annie and were discussing this earlier and I truly believe that he is the cool guy and all of his co-workers that work closely with him are "the cool kids" too. They are also the silliest bunch of people probably ever and I think people come down to the bat cave (windowless area) just to get a little laugh (and some candy because my dad always has a large stash). Okay so maybe that is not the only reason they come down but still.


Monday, April 25, 2011

being emo

I have been wayyyyyy too emotional lately i don't know what's gotten into me but when this happens i listen to "emo" music and it makes me feel better.  Sometimes you just need to put your headphones on and turn the volume up all the way...
here are some lyrics that are sappy and wonderful

"The scars of your love remind me of us, 
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all, 
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless, 
I can't help feeling, 
We could have had it all"
-Adele Rolling in the deep 

"Girl you're wanted like a wanted man
With your smart mouth and your killer hand
We could both share all that I have made
For a young man, it's a heck of a wage
And I feel crazy when I see your face"

-kings of leon true love way



I have a youtube playlist I listen to and dance with while I get ready each morning and these are a few of them:

Fits and the Tantrums "MoneyGrabber"
Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros "Home"
LCD Soundsystem "All My Friends"
She and Him "Why Do You Let Me Stay Here?"
MGMT "Time To Pretend"
MGMT "Electric Feel"

It totally gets me pumped and excited about the day to come.



Bacon Wrapped Steak Sauteed In Butter

My mother made this for me for dinner and there it was just hanging out on the dining room table, mother nowhere to be found. I took a bite and was in love, but it needed to be warmed up a bit. So I obsessed (to myself) about how fucking wonderful that little piece of meat was. I waited patiently until the 'beep beep beeeep' went off and just ate it standing up. I got half way through and thought "maybe I should sit down, have some water and enjoy this" so of course I kept eating it as I walked over to the table still voicing how amazing it was. I must have been tuned out because my mother had been asking me who I was talking to for the whole duration of this meal (about a minute and a half) and she scared the SHIT out of me but don't worry, no meat was lost. She was reading on a couch in the neighboring room. Good lord. Then I giggled the rest of the way through that sultry piece of meat.

I may be a picky eater (not as bad I as I used to be) but I still enjoy a nice big piece of meat, as long as it is a cow.


Sunday, April 24, 2011

Laryngitis, take two

So I still have laryngitis. And my friends have come over and made it impossible for me not to speak so here I am honking away. And they think it is hilarious when I say certain things.

So whenever I would receive a text message I would say "text message" in a high pitched noise, I mean, we are talking every time. So I figured I should just record myself saying "text message" instead. So I did and people think it is strange, and funny and it never gets old.

So here we are sitting around playing with our phones and one of the bestest wants me to record "text message" into her phone so her life can be complete. So I did and it is awful. Honk Honk. I sound like a goose and when I say goose its like a twelve year old boys voice crackling.



I have laryngitis. And I talk all of the time. One of my bestest just came over and we had a full blown conversation without me saying a damn thing. It was rough let me tell you. But I silently laughed my ass off and gave her facial expressions that easily explained my reactions. It is really irritating not being able to say what I want or what I need or how I feel. I mean writing down little notes works but uses lots of paper and I am a horrible speller. Whoever said silence is golden can suck it. But it also makes me think before I speak since I really cannot produce any sound.


tampons, take two

To make the tampon aisle even more awkward at the Target near me, the condoms are in the same aisle. Killing two birds with one stone you ask? Yes, yes indeed.


Saturday, April 23, 2011


the tampon aisle is a confusing, weird and uncomfortable place to be.  I've never understood why there are so many choices available, but there are, and when they are out of my kind I feel like an alien to the world of tampons so I end up standing in the aisle for at least 10 minutes trying to figure out what brand to buy "do i need regular or light or super? should i just get the variety pack? will i know which end to tear open?  do i need to be eco friendly? scented? unscented? can i really flush a flushable applicatior? why doesn't it come with a bonus dove chocolate bar? do i need 16? or 45? why don't they have a 25 pack?" it's stupid.  I used to have this fear of buying tampons in public (which i think is a legit fear) but living in a huge city kind of helps you get over that.  I used to go to Walgreen's at the weirdest hour when I lived at home because I would always see people I knew from high school.  My best friend Julie even bought me a couple of boxes when I left for college because she knew I'd rather bleed to death(which couldn't happen) than go buy them at a random Walgreen's or CVS in the city of Chicago(I have good friends).  Sometimes i think about what it would be like if men had to buy tampons and I've decided that they would either stay home for the entire week or have voluntary hysterectomies.  I realize now as I'm older  that you should be happy and proud when you buy those tampons because it means that you're still a freeeeee bitch, baby(no pun).
so here's to all the women that stand in the tamp isle for 10 minutes contemplating the cardboard and the plastic, even though we've tried them all...

Ragu's BIrthday!

No, not actual Ragu, but my big sister Ragu! She turns 25 today! We are having a 1920's themed party complete with beads, ferns and long fucking necklaces!

Thursday, April 21, 2011


It has been brought up a few times in the last week or so that men are somewhat surprised when girls become vulgar. When a guy is talking about sex, or something dirty he does not say anything about the girl but obviously it is implied and GUESS WHAT??!?!?! We are totally telling our girls the same damn story and we are probably adding lots more details because women need to know everything. And most of the time it is kind of bragging but also we need to live vicariously through others sometimes.

My friend and I always thought it was funny to throw around the term "HEM JOB" while talking about hemming a garment for someone because one: it is hilarious two: it catches everyone off guard three: best facial reactions EVER. "I'm going to give him a hem job" Perfect. Just Perfect. Love It.

I'm just saying......



My sister just got home for Easter and she climbed into my bed and we've been chatting away the evening. We were talking about her 1920's themed party and trying to look up what to listen to during the extravaganza. Then our conversation veered toward our grandpa who was born in 1919 and how his mother, whom we never got to meet must have been a sass-a-frass-and-a-half and incredibly amazing. When my dad was little she gave him a doll just to piss off her daughter in law, his mother. My father was the youngest at the time (then came in the oops baby) with two older sisters and an older brother who was 12 years his senior. So when it came time to find some new clothes for his doll my father found his brothers dress shirt, and it was probably his only dress shirt. And he cut the arms off and said "and I didn't even have to sew anything" HAHAHA. I can just imagine my dad going into his room (shared with his big brother) and fucking looking wide eyed around for something to use. Classic papa bear, CLASSIC. I am starting to write everything down because it is too good to forget and I suggest you do the same.


Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Wardrobe Consultaion

Today I went to a middle aged house wife’s house and cleaned out her very large walk in closet. And when I say 'very large' I mean GIRNORMOUS. You could fit a twin sized bed inside with extra room to spare. And let me tell you she had more clothes that I have had in the last five years combined. It took three hours, 50 turtle neck sweaters and lots of polyeste to get rid of the ‘90s that was hiding in that closet.  She had some really lovely things and then there were some really ridiculous things. She also had clothes that made her look 60 and others that made her look 13 which is the age that her oldest child is turning so we made some adjustments. And I told her not to be afraid of putting a mutliple colors together, especially since spring is upon us and you can get a little crazy.  I had a lovely time and I think she was happy to have someone to help her with what will look good and what is definitely outdated. She was very fashionable and so adorable and had more than everything she would need to look cute for five years to come.

If I could go through every mom's closet in my hometown and got rid of the things I got rid of for this lady the world would be a better place. I do believe that everyone has almost everything they need in their closet they just need to revamp it and possibly replace a few things that probably don't fit from twenty years ago.


Meant To Be

Do you ever feel like you and another are meant to be? That you were supposed to meet at that moment in your life and you just become connected? I have a few of these lovely people in different forms. It could be romantic, or platonic or ironic or any thing, it just is. I don't know if I believe in soul mates or if I totally understand that term but its the closet word I can use to describe Medusa and I. We are meant to be. We argue and disagree and we certainly have our own tastes but when it comes down to it we are on the same wavelength. I don't know in what part of our friendship that this came about because we were not close at the beginning but it just sort of "became". And it will remain a joining of giggles, sparkles and hilarity.

Love you Medusa


the good things

*feeling it in your bones
*being able to hear the snow falling
*hometown skyline
*someone else's heartbeat
*the moon
*dry leaves blowing across an empty parking lot
*kids who dress themselves
*when the subway doors stop right in front of you
*driving over hills
*fake accents
*cork popping noise
*when someone saves you a seat
*triangle sandwiches
*the halfway point
*napping with someone
*morning noises
*junk drawers
*drawing on steamy mirrors
*hidden compartments
*sneaking candy into the movies
*long hugs
*warm restaurant bread
*the smell of play dough
*bag fries
*the smell of rain on a hot sidewalk
*laughing in bed


Cold Weather

It was a winter wonderland so I added to my layering. Thigh high sweater tights.


Tuesday, April 19, 2011


let me preface this rant: I am an educated, privileged white girl.  My parents are  still married. i have not lost anyone close to me.  I have not had my heart devastatingly broken.  i have a roof over my head and i drink espresso...

That being said... why is it so fucking hard to get a goddamn job?????? I'm not even talking salary here.  I decided to spend my summer at home in St. Louis to save up money to move to LA this winter.  My parents just sold our house and are moving into another house we own which is being rented until June 13. my parents are going to live in my aunt and uncles furnished basement for a month and i was informed today that they "just thought you'd sleep on an air mattress." me. I NEED WALLS!!! I can't just go from living on my own to living in the open.  I started freaking out.  I keep considering staying in Chicago for the summer anyways.  I'm afraid if I don't move to LA within 6 months of graduation I will get stuck because that's when my student loans will kick in and I was planning on struggling with those in LA and I know that if I'm not there by that time my parents will guilt me into staying at home.  My parents support me but they do not and will not understand me, ever.  They want me to stay in St. Louis and have babies. They don't understand art or passion or adventure.  I love them dearly but sometime i picture them taking the wrong baby home from the hospital.  Oh, then there's the car parents said if i was an RA(resident advisor) for 2 years they would buy me a car. Those 2 years were awful, my GPA went down, i was angry all of the time and i had no time for my fashion design.  Long story short they're giving me the "if we're going to help you with your student loans, we can't buy you a car."  So now i have to buy a car no matter what.  I've been looking online and the thought of working in food service or retail makes me want to blow my brains out, like, literally would rather live in a basement with a piece of chalk and do cave drawings than deal with dumb people all day and act like I'm not a talented person with a college degree.  People keep telling me to move to New York because "that's where all the fashion is"  I WILL NOT WORK FOR FREE!!!!!! and i have not seen 1 job listing that isn't either an internship (unpaid of course) or a senior design job.  I know everything with work out because it always does, but it's not my luck unless I freak out a few times before the good stuff kicks in.  I just don't want to get stuck, but that is a matter of trusting myself and trusting my network to keep pushing me.  
I had no idea the month before graduation would be this stressful and uncertain and bothersome.

Thanks for being my therapist,


An old photo of the contents of my purse


Monday, April 18, 2011

To help you dream sweetly

From one friend to another...



How I get dressed almost every day:


Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong era


Screen Printing

I love screen printing. It is on my list of things to do every summer but I never end up doing anything I have written down. This time it is going to be different.


Sunday, April 17, 2011

Roller Derby

I may have said this before but I will surely say it again:

See "Whip It" Kristen Wiig alone is amazing, not to mention Ellen Page, Alia Shawkat, Drew Barrymore and Marcia Gay Harden to name a few lovelies.



Boys are such a plethora of information sometimes. Columbia's fashion design program was made up of 95 percent women, 5 percent gay men so I wasn't around a lot of testosterone for the last couple of years. So I was hanging with a few fellas yesterday and I learned something brand new! They were saying that their friend was lame and wanted to stay home and rest and then they spoke in some strange lingo "he is probably saying hey to jill." My first thought was maybe this is the girl of his dreams and he is too chicken to say hello, hahaha. But boy oh boy was I wrong. When you hold out your right hand it spells Jill with your thumb being the J and so forth. Jill is slang for jerkin' off, hahahahaha. I had never heard that one before. I also learned 'beef stroken' off' the other day too, fucking clever. I do have a brother but we've never discussed things like this before.

Also I have always wondered what men talk about at the barber shop. Every time I took the train from my last apartment I passed one and I really just wanted to stop in and observe but I figured they would hold back because I am a lady.


Saturday, April 16, 2011


I bought i-D today to read tonight since i have some down time. I turned my thesis in to be judged yesterday and won't get it back until wednesday so i'm trying to enjoy this "free" time.

Warby Parker is this amazing company that offers lenses and frames for $95 and I need some new glasses so I decided to take advantage of their free 5 day home trail of 5 frames.  i'm wearing the Fillmore frames. i kind of love them and i'll probably order them after i have an eye exam.  excited. 

Friday, April 15, 2011

Figure Drawing

Medusa and I took a figure drawing class together and it was fan-fucking-tastic. It was hard at first to get into the mind that right in front of me was a naked person and that I shouldn't think about drawing the body but drawing shapes, shadows and lines, not the body as a whole. We had this lovely teacher from West Virginia with a sultry accent. And boy oh boy did he know his shit and he had the most fascinating stories. And he called us many silly names but mainly he stuck with Thelma and Louise and we ate it up every time. He also had these silly analogies, "would you canoe without an ore? Then don't draw like that" Hahahaha, never made any sense but we sure as shit listened to every word he said.

Back to the naked bodies. I crave naked bodies. I need naked bodies. I just want to draw everyone, seriously, it was that good. First we did quick gestural sketches and then moved into thirty minute drawings and by the end of the semester we were doing three hour long poses. It may have been my favorite class. Most days it was relaxing, some days it was irritating not to mention our room was a sauna. But he taught me that you cannot get attached to everything you produce. You need to tweek it, you need to throw it away, you need to let go because the next one is probably going to be even better and if it isn't, the one after that will be. It is a lovely art and I should have been drawing from photos until I found another willing body because I have lost the groove, but with practice I will get it back. My band teacher in middle school always said "practice makes perfect" and I hated it and I hated him because I could have cared less about playing the damn trumpet because where was that going to get me? Haha, I should have been thinking about that when I decided art was going to be my calling. But maybe you can't decide that, maybe it chooses you.


Thursday, April 14, 2011


I need these:




Have you ever noticed how every guy just happens to be good at volleyball? I feel like it doesn't even matter if they have played before or are athletic in any way. I played in middle school and I love it, well I loved serving because I was really terrible at controlling the ball. This may be a consistency, when I play ping pong I think its tennis and I hit that damn ball so hard it bounces every which way. But anyways volleyball and boys: they go together like sugar and spice. My goal this summer is to exercise in every way possible besides going to a gym. Volleyball, tennis, basketball, biking, hiking, canoeing, swimming and maybe even some frisbee.


Mean Girls

Early in this movie Cady is given a drawing of the lunch room where each stereotype sits. They are hilarious:

J.V. Jocks
Varsity Jocks
Asian Nerds
Cool Asians
Girls who eat their feelings
Girls who don't eat anything
Unfriendly black hotties
Desperate wannabes
Sexually active band geeks
The greatest people you will ever meet (Art Freaks)
The worst people who will ever meet (The Plastics)

Hahahaha, I am not saying that these are true but I am saying that people fall into multiple categories in high school because I certainly did.


Wednesday, April 13, 2011

dinner at anthropologie

when I get stressed i go to Anthropologie (yes, the store).  It is the Tiffany's to my Holly Golightly.  I think i always end up there because:
1. It's the one place in this city that always smells good
2. The visual displays cannot be beat and I am ALWAYS inspired by them
3. There is never anyone in there because most people think about money, not magic 
4. It's just a magical place that makes you feel warm and safe and reminds you not to take life too seriously


Da Boyz

My sister's boys
Xander and Degas
Also known as Woolly Mammoth and Fierce Jaguar



these might as well be mine 


I'm trying to get used to the fact that I will soon have to move away from people that I love dearly, in addition to the ones that have already left. When I saw this it just reminded me...

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Tits Out

Oranges (click there)

Oranges have been my favorite for quite some time. I like them cold and cut up. I feel like a little kid in the summer time when I eat them that way. 



I have decided that the name Elizabeth is the most versatile name I can think of because it has so many nick names. Also I have been in a list mood and this just adds to be obsession at the moment.


Also I forgot Romeo and Juliet from my soundtrack list



Here are a few of my favorites:

Garden State
The Big Chill
A Knight's Tale
Marie Antoinette
10 Things I Hate About You
A Good Year
Where The Wild Things Are
Pride and Prejudice
Almost Famous
O Brother, Where Art Thou?


Good Lord....

I don't know what it is about dirty men and their beards but it sure does it for me.

Sex On Legs 
(keep dry pair of panties in close reach if you click this link)


Monday, April 11, 2011

When They Really Get To Know You...

..They'll Run lyrics by Pedro The Lion one of my favorites

"Put on whatever makes you attractive
It it's not you then do it for the sake of fashion
Your friends like a certain you
Thats who you've got to be.


Sunday, April 10, 2011


Just showed my papa how to use his new i-pod touch. He is quite excited and cannot believe that he can go on the internet..."even facebook???" he asks. Hahaha, so cute.



85 degrees today!!!!


Don't Do It

If you cannot wear strapless things everyday then why would you buy a strapless wedding dress? This is one of the most important days of your life. And you will look ridiculous trying to pull up your gown every five minutes so just save yourself the trouble and buy a beautiful dress with straps to keep your girls in place. Strapless dresses are in no way better or fancier or more elegant and not everyone can pull them off, I can't and I know this so I stay away.

Try on multiple different kinds of dresses and take someone with you that always tells you the truth.


Saturday, April 9, 2011

I Found A Reason

The Velvet Underground are the originators of this great song and Cat Power did a nice cover but these lyrics get stuck in my head.

"Oh, I do believe
you are what you perceive
What comes is better than what
came before"

Kind of nice, right?



Have I talked about birds before? Probably. And this won't be the last time because I am connected to them in a way that I cannot explain. I am a bird, my friends are birds,  we are birds of a feather. There are so many lovely 'bird' sayings and they go as follows:

Birds of a feather: people that have similar interests in common
Kill two birds with one stone: getting two things done in one swoop (hehe)
The birds and bees: the passive aggressive approach to sex
Eat like a bird: to eat a very small amount which is how I eat
A little bird told me: a cute or mischievous way of sharing information

And your bird dessert is "Ducks fly together!" which is from the movie Mighty Ducks. I loved this movie when I was young along with the second and the third movies as well.


When I Was Younger...

When I was younger I wanted to be a car mechanic. The idea of being a girl in a man's world really appealed to me and I loved the technicality of it. Getting dirty, being knowledgeable and providing a service that was practical. At the beginning of high school I started to really sew like a crazy person and took many art classes but I would throw in a wood shop, some welding and a general mechanics class and I loved it, I mean really loved it. It made me work hard because these were things I knew nothing about and was never around during my life that far. When I told me parents my plan my dad said "okay, kelsey" not really sure of it because I probably changed my mind quite a lot then and my mother said 'no way'. But not in a 'there is no way you can do that' or 'I will not allow you to do that' but in a "you are destined for greater things" kind of way that always bothered me because it seemed like she doubted me. She said that I was going to New York and that I would study Fashion Design. She was only half right so I only give her half the credit. But when you really get down to it the Fashion Industry is a man's world, it always has been and it always will be just like every other job in the world. But once in a while a woman gets on top and she rides it out until she can no longer open her mouth to say "that is fucking hideous". And a few of those women are the lovely Gabrielle 'Coco' Chanel, Elsa Schiaparelli, and Miuccia Prada.

And let's not forget that most of fashion designers did not start out that way, they were architects, doctors, teachers and writers. They just happened to have an idea and just went with it.



I always love a good duet. These are a few that I have been listening to


Thursday, April 7, 2011

Screen Share Shit

Have you ever heard of this??

Well there is this thing called Screen Sharing and it blew my freaking mind I almost pooped my pants, but wait I gave up pants for 2011 good thing its summer cause I was cold for a while there... Okay back to the topic on hand..

WHOA Screen Share try it someday.

Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud
                    speaking the mind of Merriweather.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

pet peeves

I have a lot but these two really bug me...

#1 People that feel the need to sprint up the escalator like their ass is on fire when there is an empty staircase beside said escalator.  I understand if you like to walk up the escalator when there are no stairs available, but don't huff and puff at me when I decide to use the escalator for it's intended purpose.

#2 Women that put tennis shoes on when they get off work.  Like, you've been sitting at a desk all day, do your feet hurt THAT bad?  It makes you look like a pussy...  I am a firm believer in being comfortable, but there are plenty of options when it comes to post work shoe choices(like a cute pair of city flats from The Gap). This topic is also a good segway into my extensive peeve of women and their relationship with high heels.  If you hate and resent your heels after taking them off then you probably shouldn't be wearing them in the first place.  Looking like an injured horse is NOT sexy...  Medusa Motto: IF YOU CAN'T WALK IN HEELS DON'T WEAR THEM!!!!


Tuesday, April 5, 2011


(that's me in the corner with the sunglasses bahahaha)
My friend Chuck was in town this weekend so I decided that I needed to take him dancing.  I've always wanted to go to this dance party that happens every monday night called REHAB.  The theme was Luau and the maker of my favorite beer (312) was the sponsor so we got 3 free beers.  I really do not drink that often so after 3 beers and a tequila shot I was dominating the dance floor like I invented it.  The dj's were amazing so I got into that mode of paying attention to absolutely nothing around me but "The Beat" I honestly could not tell you what was going on at this party because I was in a dance trance.  Dancing will always be my way of letting go of stress, working out, and even bonding with friends.  I don't care how I look on the dance floor because I always feel so comfortable, it's my home.

Every Spring

Every spring I have trouble trying to remember the number combination to my bike lock. Last year I was meeting a friend for a bike around Chicago and I had an hour to try and break the code because I had locked it to the radiator in the back staircase of my apartment building. I kind of know what the numbers are and I write them down every year. Then I try them all and they never work. I give it a few minutes just staring at the lock and then it just comes to me but I never EVER write it down I just figure that I will remember it for next spring but yet again I have forgotten it. But I am in luck because I have just locked the lock to the bike and it is still ride able!


I Love Underwear Ads

Under wear?

Check it out, yo!


Adorable Man Of The Day

Have you seen Leonardo DiCaprio lately? Um...Hello! I have crowned him adorable man of the day! He is so lovely and has been lovely forever and he looks great with the weight he has put on. And I really think that Kate Winslet and him should get together. They would disappear for months having wild raging sex they have always wanted to have since they worked together in Titanic. I'm just saying. I know that they are good friends and I firmly believe that a guy and a gal can be great friends, and just friends. But they aren't fooling me.


In My Bed....

In the last few days I have acquired a few odd things in my bed. They are what follows:

A few pins
Two CD's in their cases
A spool of gray thread that matches my sheets quite nicely
My lock ness monster pin cushion
Three remotes
Cell phone charger
Cherry Chapstick
A pair of socks I must of taken off in the night
A stack of yellow 3M post-its
And last but not least a little pair of pink embroidery scissors

I have this horrible habit of sticking my sewing needle into my bed while I am sewing. So of course I got into my element while sewing at a friends house during college and put the needle into this bed. I tried to keep it quiet and feel around for it but his sheets were ill fitting so it was difficult for me to find it not to mention him sitting at his desk three inches away. Let's just say he was not pleased and I quit sewing my homework and promised to never do it again.  I hope that the man I share my bed with will let me sew in bed. Or! I could have a little bed in my sewing room or a sewing couch that would be nice too.

A sewing room must be yours and must be comfortable.


Quote of The Day

"She has slept with every male star at MGM except Lassie."

Bette Davis about Joan Crawford


Monday, April 4, 2011


In Chicago I have a bench on the lake close to my old apartment that I would sit on for hours everyday for the whole summer and part of the fall. Some days I would bring a book and sweatshirt to stick under my head while I laid and read. I sat every which way I could for hours. I only got sunburned on one side of my body every time. Some days I would bring my head phones and just watch the waves and others I would sit in silence and just take in the beautiful monstrosity of lake Michigan. One time a photographer took photos of me from behind with my hair blowing in the wind and showed me after; they were sweet. I brought my friends and my mom to this bench because I claimed it and I knew it and I loved it.

And now I have found another bench to pass the time and I am quite excited about. It seems it is just what I need. This is in no way replacing my other bench but I have decided to start collecting benches. Sounds like a good thing to collect right? I can go whenever I want. I don't have to store it and it doesn't take up space in my house.

Tomorrow I am going to bring bread and feed the geese from this bench. Yeah, it is that cool.


Paint The Town Red

I love painting rooms, I just love it. It is relaxing and enjoyable. It makes me feel great because I am being so productive; washing the walls, taping, trimming, rolling, repeat. While I write my book I think I should have my own house painting services because alterations are so frustrating. Sewing is soothing, but re-doing something I had not sewn in the first place just does not do it for me. When I am not passionate about something the outcome does not turn out as well as I would like it to and its hard to be happy. Painting is another step by step process like sewing, and woodworking and I like things that work when you do them a certain way.


The Road To El Dorado

While doing some hand sewing alterations I popped in the children's movie The Road To El Dorado. First off Elton John did the soundtrack and Hans Zimmer did the score making the music worth watching. Plus it is has some funny adult humor mixed in. But at the end one of the main characters becomes worried about what is to come next" "We don't have a map! We don't have a plan!", "That is half the adventure!" screams the girl. And by golie I enjoy this quite a bit.

I have always been the one with the plan, something a head of me, something that I am building up to and it has been great. But right now I don't have anything and I am going to do whatever I damn well please. And why not? People are like this their whole lives and I am adopting it full force. Day by day!

Let the games begin!


Quote of The Day

"Everything is going to be alright maybe not today but eventually"


Sunday, April 3, 2011

Dirty Coladas

We were just talking about the pineapple sitting on our counter and I was all worried that it had gone bad but dad reassured me that it is fine but probably soft so we could make "penis coladas" Hahahaha.

Never A Dull Moment

Saturday, April 2, 2011


"Put your pajamas on we are going to the pool!"
something my mother miss-said as children so we always re-quote her and giggle uncontrollably



Orion has always been my go to constellation. He is always in the sky when I look up and I usually don't have to search for him. I find constellations so fascinating and the stories behind them are quite lovely if you choose to believe them. The whole constellation reminds me of how we first started out drawing in my figure drawing class at Columbia which turned out to be one of my top five classes. He is very boxy and simple but you can tell what he is and that his body is curved. And at the beginning of the class we would do thirty second sketches and they would turn out similar to him.

Oh how I miss that class and all those naked bodies. Medusa and I took this together and our teacher called us 'Thelma and Louise'. Medusa had to watch it to understand what he really meant and we decided it could work for us minus the ending, and the bar scene but we wouldn't mind a young Brad Pitt seducing us.


Weekend Wars

can't stop listening to this


Fact: merriweather and I share a mutual love of scarves


happy girls are the prettiest girls.

Rum and Coke Moma

Every Thursday night there is a bar in my town that has a free drawing for a pot of money that starts out at $100 and grows $25 dollars each Thursday if the person whose number is called is not there. This past week I brought an old friend with so he could see what all the hal-a-ba-loo was about and it really isn't exciting but why not go have a drink and just see if you win, eh?

Well of course none of us win so we head over to his favorite bar and my mother and mary number five (she has five mary's and six karen's) are going to meet us over there when their friends have all gone home. Well time rolls by and I am wondering what has happened to them, but they slowly saunter in pretty drunk and mary number five drove herself down town so we are a little concerned. So we come up with a plan that mom is going to drive mary back to her house and we will follow. And then mom orders a rum and coke and runs to the bathroom. My friend says "hey, isn't she going to drive?" so he asks the bartender to make a regular coke so we can trick her. The bartender even puts a little rum on the straw so it seems legit. My friend and I cannot stop laughing while she sucks down what she thinks is a rum and coke.

Sometimes mother does NOT know best, and other times she does


Friday, April 1, 2011


Last night I drew a lightning bolt on my knee.  Patti Smith is one of my many idols, I think she is a true artist.  Sometimes I draw the lightning bolt on my knee to keep me going because Patti Smith has the same tattoo on her knee.  The book Just Kids changed my life, here is the part about her tattoo...

page 183

" I thought of something I learned from reading Crazy Horse: The Strange Man of the Oglalas by Mari Sandoz.  Crazy Horse believes that he will be victorious in battle, but if he stops to take spoils from the battlefield, he will be defeated.  He tattoos lightning bolts on the ears of his horses so the sight of them will remind him of this as he rides.  I tried to apply this lesson to the things at hand, careful not to take spoils that were not rightfully mine."
The things at hand being all the offers she had received after her first poetry reading/open mic.  She turned down a record deal because she felt it came too easy.

I texted merriweather today and without knowing any of this she responded "I was just talking about you and Patti Smith" this represents a)how we are completely connected and b)that my musing about getting the same tattoo should probably become a reality...

I have always loved tattoos and i have tons of respect for the people that get them and have no regrets about them.  They are so personal, but many times very visible for the world to see and assume what they mean.  I like the idea of the lighting bolt mostly because it's on Patti Smith and any connection to that has got to be good karma but she was inspired by Crazy Horse to get hers and I am inspired by her to get mine so it just represents how all artists work, we get inspired by something and put our own twist on it.  It's a way for your art to live longer than you and that is what it's all about.

Post One Hundred!

Things that are great in 100 increments:

100 yards of silk
100 pantone markers
100 sequins
100 dollar itunes gift card
100 pairs of vans
100 peanut butter m & m's
100 bottles of cherry coke
100 years of fashion
100 spools of thread
100 pairs of gingers