julix bear
when julix lived in new york we would go on dates. we made sock monkeys, went to greenpoint (to buy socks for making sock monkeys), and ate a lot of frozen yogurt. i’m pretty sure she likes to put mochi in hers. i do sometimes.
yogurt friends
sock monkey friends
in the next photo julix and i are wearing matching bear shirts we found in filene’s basement. they were only $6! she didn’t buy it though. LAME. i like this photo because it looks like we are
A) wearing matching pajamas. (the footie kind)
B) just finished playing tag at recess and are ready for snack time.
C) practicing smiles for picture day.
da bears
the coolest hairdressers you’ve ever seen
fabulous hair, amazing makeup, and decadent costumes. no this isn’t a drag queen’s closet (or my closet). it’s the performers who belong to the osadia company- a spanish street performance group that does hair. we’re not talking that dood who invented “the rachel” or whoever snipped “the mia farrow” we’re talking CRAZY ASS HAIR. kind of like in the movie blow dry, but even crazier! below are photos taken by yours truly at the 2006 detroit arts festival (2006-dang that was a long time ago!)
you!
showdown!
special buddies
hair
pink hair
purple people eater
trimming the hedges
put a ring on it.
bouffant
where did i put my fan?
pretty pretty princesses
bean and i went to the doyle & doyle xmas shindig last thursday and were given the opportunity to try on some REAL jewelry. we’re not talking that plastic crap in pretty pretty princess that always pinched your finger/wrist whenever you shoved it on your chubby hands, but the real antique deal. of course the majority of the baubles were under lock and key (as it should be) but the owners had set aside a few choice gems for us eager partygoers to model. here’s proof:
i'll be your mirror
since you’re probs uber tired of seeing just our faces, here are close-ups of some of my faves from the show.
fanning the flames
door knockers
itsy bitsy spiders
hoo's there?
superstar
solid as malachite
the jewels around my neck!
(a million thanks to the beautiful, pie-baking lauren who was there to greet us in her yuletide red tights and christian louboutin heels!)
where’s in the world j-dawg?
it’s monday so i won’t force you guys to use your brains too much. i mean i spent my weekend making a fro out of newspaper and cutting out buttloads of snowflakes so i’m definitely a little loopy. (don’t worry, there will be pictures!) any-vay, here’s a little activity that will hopefully brighten your day for a millisecond: try and find me in the photo below! i know, it’s difficult- i mean have you ever seen so many yellow people crammed onto couch together?
a worm crawled in my mouth and i ate it.
click the simpsons for a tribute to ralph wiggum!
nerds
dad likes to go to museums. i do too. it’s a thing. below is what happens when dad and i go to museums together:
(nerdsville, usa– here we come!)
knighted!
nut gatherers
dancer
i'm van gogh-ing
diego rivera
please, mr. postman
what a mao-thful.
giacometti too tall!
three's company
walk it off
lazy bones
back to back
dad!
all photos were taken in the DIA (that’s in detroit, guys.) please go visit it if you’re ever in the motown area!!!
song of the day!
i’m sure everyone’s known about these guys for 5 billion years already but i just started getting into them and i am OBSESSED with this song right now:
a dingo ate my baby!
no, the song is not called “a dingo at my baby” that’s just me attempting to be clever. click the photo of the band to see an (unofficial) video of the song that is playing on repeat in my brain right now.
reasons why i enjoy cut/copy:
1. they’re australian (i’m secretly obsessed with australian accents).
2. they sound like a 2.0 version of an 80s band. LOVES IT.
3. the tunes are good for dancing AND brooding.
in the wise words of aaron neville and linda ronstadt: i don’t know much, but i know i love you, and that may be all i need to know.
food baby
it’s already been a full five days since thanksgiving and yet i still have the urge to eat food that looks like this:
chompers
big boy benedict
maybe i’m growing (more like growing horizontally). one thing is for certain, i am NOT eating for 2. i’m just hungry. jeez. the only baby in my belly is a FOOD BABY (the best kind). it’s winter time anyway, that means time to pack on some extra pounds for survival’s sake. (too bad it hasn’t been that cold lately–hello global warming!) to be honest, it kind of freaks me out that we’ve already started december and there’s no snow on the ground. i remember the first winter i spent in nyc the whole city shut down due to a blizzard. sure it was bitch ass cold but it was kind of awesome, at least i thought it was (before it turned into disgusting slush that flooded the sidewalks and collected in puddles around crosswalks.)
creepy photo of the day!
i recently found this treasure in my photo collection and got a little creeped out which is why i’m sharing it with all of you!
cue the eerie music!
1000 high fives go to the reader who can guess where this moment in time was captured.
big hint: it is unfortunatley NOT a party in the usa.
iris apfel, you’re my hero.
some people spent thanksgiving with their family but some people (like my boss) got to spend thanksgiving with the extraordinary iris apfel. to be honest, when he first told me that he would be carpooling with iris up to the hamptons i had no idea who she was. but after being promptly told to google her i realized that she is indeed my fashion icon. in other words: i want to look just like her when i turn 87 because the diva’s got STYLE. she has so much style that the met had a special exhibit chronicling her best ensembles (insert french accent pleeeeaze).
don’t believe me? check it before you wreck it:
cowgirl fringe
specs
trousers
iris talks style.
and the clothes off her back:
sashay shante.
to the left (to the left)
faster pussycat! kill! kill!
choose your own adventure!
peacockin' it.
FRIED.
just in case all y’all forgot. tomorrow is thanksgiving, also known as one of the best excuses to stuff your face with food you won’t be able burn off until the winter months are over and you blossom into a beautiful butterfly (6 pack abs not included). since the big feast is only a few a days away i thought i would whet your appetite with a few of my favorite things:
fried squid.
fry-a-lator
fried mushrooms
fried ice cream
fried food makes me wanna clog!
wondering where you can acquire such lovely fried snack-ums? well, you have 2 options: visit my dad in taiwan and have him take you to danshui OR get a deep fryer and invite me over to your house. i WILL clog. scout’s honor.
