Feb 17, 2015

High heeled snowboot

For years I've been looking for a high heeled boot that has 1.) insulation from the cold, 2.) decent, rubberized tread, and 3.) a waterproof lining.

I think I've finally found it. On Ebay I scored these Sorel brand Medina rainboots. They have actual tread on the soles, they're totally waterproof, and while I wouldn't say they're as thermally armored as some full-on Joan of Arctic snowboots, they do stand up to the cold better than a pair of Hunters, which are almost counter productive in their inability to withstand any kind of low temperature whatsoever. I popped a pair of thermal inserts into these ones and they're toasty warm now.

This seemed worth mentioning at this brutally cold winter apex. Keep warm out there.

Feb 12, 2015

Print Your Own Galaxy Cat Valentines!

It's that time of year again.

Gbear wanted cats and dogs on the Valentines she was going to pass out to her classmates this year. We Googled a few ideas and she soon became very taken with the insanity of galaxy cats -- that beloved meme in which cats sit on top of random objects (usually food) in space. So we grabbed a handful (plus one doge and a random cat in sunglasses) and added some V-day messages in Photoshop.

For the backs.

High-res, print-configured versions of these are below, so you can print your own, just click 'Read More'! 

Jan 30, 2015

The Beautiful World of Rod McKuen

Poet and musician Rod McKuen died yesterday at the age of 81. This is a reworking of a tribute post we published about McKuen in 2011. We love him and we hope he rests in peace. 


Today, we celebrate Rod McKuen.

MC got this fantastic vintage t-shirt at the Getup recently. But to fully understand its sheer delightfulness, you might need a primer on just who Rod McKuen is. 

We couldn't think of a better way to honor an artist who devoted over thirty books to unabashedly celebrating the trappings of the heart and the senses than with a ridonkulous boudoir shoot.

"I have fallen in love with the world and I am aware that I have chosen the most dangerous lover of them all." - Rod McKuen
McKuen was an uncommonly popular author in the realm of poetry and his commercial success made him a pop culture icon for most of the '60s and '70s. Much of the reason for this is the fact that, to put it quite bluntly, he didn't write substantive, artistically challenging verse. His poems were more like song lyrics, which makes sense, because he was also a musician. His poetry is highly literal and largely focused on the three main audience friendly topics of love, animals, and childhood. But mostly love. Here's an example.

The lifetime I have left
I open up to you
to tread upon
and travel through.

You pave the road
I'll follow,
You build the bridge,
I'll test it first.

-Rod McKuen, Caught in the Quiet...

McKuen was more respected as a songwriter than as a poet. His cleverness was a gift, and so was the fearlessness with which he exposed his tenderest thoughts and feelings. He's not exactly Ginsberg and his poems can broad, obvious, and sentimental, but that's no reason not to love him or his work. His poetry is still deftly written, very sweet and always unpretentious.

Indeed, there really is something beautifully earnest about Rod McKuen. After all, you can't devote one entire book of poetry to cats if you're not fundamentally honest with yourself. The way he guilelessly reveals his every feeling and observation -- even when he seems to do it tritely -- is resolutely graceful in its honesty. As a person and as an artist, he is fundamentally endearing.


If you like apples
I'll carry home an orchard
If sky is to your liking
I'll bundle up the skies
of summer
so you'll never need to know
the winter evening any more

I like the fire
and so I wait for winter nights
Apples I can take or leave

-Rod McKuen, With Love...

He's also kind of a cheeky rascal.

Rome Itself

I carry
down between my legs
Rome itself,
for you love Rome
and I would drive Rome into you
or drive you into Rome.
This room your coliseum
till you board your plane,
These arms your forum,
cat's included.

Self propelled am I
between the morning
and the midnight
I glide along your groin
and earn my wings
by testing out your thighs
like some new willful Wiley Poet

My flight is not away
not to or from.
Above you, below you --
I soar around you
and perch upon your second pillow.

-Rod McKuen, Fields of Wonder

My actual expression after reading the poem above.

And as if the man weren't already lovable enough, he also adored cats.

Rod has returned to his new loves, his old loves, and the ever-constant sea. His warmth, cleverness, and honesty will be missed. 

I'll Say Goodbye

Now that the summer's come and gone I'll say good-bye.
Now that the winter's comin' on I'll say goodbye.
I'm not the first man or the last
who had a thirst to leave the past.
So while the autumn rain is falling I'll say good-bye

For every star that falls to earth a new one glows.
For every dream that fades away a new one grows.
When things are not what they would seem
you must keep following your dream.
So while my heart is still believing I'll say good-bye.

Love is a sweet thing caught a moment
and held in a golden eye.
You can borrow but never own it
after a while it says good-bye.

-Rod McKuen, Listen to the Warm

 So long, cowboy. 

Jan 26, 2015

Where am I?

Hey kids, sorry about the delay, and about the fact that these pictures are a solid month old. I realized while I was uploading them that I couldn't hope to hide this fact because there's a freaking Christmas tree figure in all the shots. 

The upside is that I no longer have this inexcusable mullet. I chopped it off myself like the the head of a French aristocrat. Viva la Revolution!

Just in case you're curious, my main cause of busyness has been kicking a respectable amount of ass as a free agent. No longer stuck with my old 9-5 job, I've been hustling an okay living so far as a freelancer. I'm working hard and writing a lot and very, very happy. Also, if you need somebody to write and/or copy and style edit your press releases, professional correspondence, ad copy, web content, term papers, or anything else, shoot me an email and I'll give you my rate. :)

leotard: capezio
50s skating skirt: vintage via the getup
50s garland cardigan: vintage, had so long i can't remember
fake thigh high tights: dkny, gifted from my friend tara
glasses: ysl
shoes: steve madden
wwii u.s. air force sweetheart necklace: antique, christmas gift from mc a few years back 

 Anther day, another dur face. Taking my sweater off for a pic even though the room is cold. 

Jan 6, 2015

Oh yeah, and Happy New Year!

We spent  the stroke of midnight on New Years on our floor, as usual. We hope you have a kickass new year. :)

Dec 23, 2014

Happy Holidays!

I was having kind of a tough day recently, what with my job, the respiratory infection (which resisted a run of antibiotics! Kind of impressive), and a hilariously bad haircut from the lady filling in for my injured stylist. So MC surprised me with an early Christmas gift: this dress! He saw me looking at it on Etsy and he knows I love '70s maxis and red velvet. He and Gbear coodled all over me and I was right back to feeling like the luckiest girl in the world. 

We hope you have lots of chances this season to feel all the joy of the little (or big) moments that make  life so wonderful. Thanks for being part of our weird internet world. We love you.

Dec 19, 2014

Last Hurrah

For our last company Christmas party before about half of us are let go, we went a little bonkers for a fine evening of bowling, drinks, and cray cray karaoke. These are just a few of the pictures we took. Fuck, we're gonna miss everybody so much.

Bustier tutu dress: Old VS
Star tights: Asos
Shoes: Jessica Simpson
Patrick Nagel style Pompadour-mullet: Courtesy of the girl filling in for my injured hair stylist who, bless her heart, had no idea how to cut my freaking hair
80s wing earrings: Birthday gift from MC