This week in, things I said I'd never do for a...
…moving in New England during winter time. Because chances are, it would blizzard on the day I was supposed to move. And doesn’t that just sound miserable? No means No. In this case, apparently, to quote a fantastic friend, “No just means try harder.” Because actually, it turns out that moving the week after a blizzard is pretty damn miserable. No thank you, I’ll...
If I could live in a store window
It would be this one - Nicole Farhi in London. A collaboration with Su Blackwell, a pretty bangin’ paper sculptor. She has done a lot of other commercial projects. And rumor has it, this year, Tiffany has more than kind of ripped her off, for lack of a better term.
Christmas is the season for kindling the fire of hospitality in the hall, the...– Washington Irving
An open letter to my bratty 16 year-old self
Dear Lady Bratface, Stop complaining about being “forced” to go to defensive driving school. It’s 48 hours of your life, and it is pretty cool. It also becomes seriously helpful when your future self goes all crazy, falls in love with New England and moves there. Twice. Actually, technically three times. Because, you know, it snows here. Those sessions on threshold braking and...
This pretty fantastic thing came to my attention a few weeks ago that I meant to write about - but then got busy, or saw something shiny, or decided to have a snack or something. I was reading up on AdAge’s IDEA Conference and came across this Mick Ebeling character (founder of the Ebeling Group, they do cool stuff, check it). Other than being a general creative rockstar, Ebeling did this...
No thanks, Rihanna.
Hey Rihanna, you’re kind of fun. I like your hair, questionable wardrobe and tattoo choices, and ability to confuse privileged tweens into feeling like they can relate to Eminem songs. But we need to chat…do you actually want someone to hold you “like a pillow?” I would argue that would be incredibly uncomfortable. As well as awkward. It would definitely not “make me...
Thats right, those bastards. I mean they gave us the inch and the foot and then...– Brooks, on the British and the metric system
More John Lewis Loveliness
I wrote about another John Lewis ad this summer, and happened upon their Christmas ad the other day. The confounded man trying to wrap the candlestick is my favorite part I think. Well that and the stocking for the dog. Also, is anyone else of the “Moulin Rouge Generation” and unable to separate this song from Nicole Kidman and Ewan MacGregor…?
Fossil do it yourself project
Not “fossil” as in dinosaur or ancient egypt. But “Fossil” as in clothing. They’ve got this pretty lovely Fossil.Life.Style. section going on right now. They also have a DIY section on their blog. And instead of making want to buy jeans or a watch or something, they’ve made me want to make this: Anywho. How fun is that? If only I made things, my version...
The yearly mincemeat pie request...
…has been officially placed by my father. He did not get one at Thanksgiving. Therefore it will happen at Christmas. And therefore once again I will try to make one that I do not find disgusting. And most likely fail.
yep. from www.zeenashah.com
This is not on my Christmas List
I feel the need to tell you that today THIS: presented itself to me in the “ModCloth Recommends” section of Modcloth.com. So ModCloth, while I normally adore your dresses, unnecessarily adorable salt and pepper shakers, and shoes that would make me approximately 7 feet tall, I don’t generally enjoy looking like a taxidermied mascot. But, to each her own.
Don't you want to read about my Christmas List!?
Oh well. My Christmas list has a decided theme of “things that will keep me warm.” Clearly this will look good on me because I am a skinny blonde who also looks good in vests.
The Vampire Weekend "Holiday" commercial count.
If you haven’t already, meet Vampire Weekend. The darlings of SXSW a few years back they’ve been doing some fun things lately. They also happen to have a pretty fun song, called “Holiday.” Which is not actually about Christmas, Channukah, Kwanzaa or even MLK Day. But boy do America’s marketers seem to think it is the PERFECT vague, non-religious, non-emotional...