Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Oui oui!
Monday, December 14, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Dah-ling, I-vanka wedding like this!
Take note: this is how a bride with a bazillion dollars should look on her wedding day. Are you as tired as I am of comely young celebrities sporting fishtail gowns and big rocks (and multiple crucifixes -- ack!) on what ought to be the one day in their lives they should look well and properly dressed?
In Ivanka Trump's case, clearly her father's taste was not handed down ... just the money. This will look as perfect in 50 years as it does today. And she apparently has a very good head on her shoulders. All the better!
I know, who cares about my opinion? I just happen to think I have excellent taste. And that's my opinion too, but it's the internet and everybody gets their five cents.
LOL.
Pink on pink.
Red and white and roosters!
Bluebirds of happiness.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Pretty things, pretty things!
Saturday, December 5, 2009
That Girl!
I saw Marlo Thomas on a TV talk show this week and she's still got that ingenue thing happening. Some people never seem to lose that youthful glow (though who can be sure how much of that is -- at the very least -- cosmecutical intervention?)
I have hazy memories of That Girl in (probably) syndication. She really stood out for me as a different kind of female character on TV. Even as a little girl, I knew that she was different, though I could not know then that she was quite modern for the times. A girl 'alone' in the city (though of course her boyfriend Ted was always there just in case). Looking back, I consider her the original Sex In The City girl (though you could argue that Doris Day had already locked that one in) ... in either case, there was definitely NO Sex happening in that city.
Do they even make paper dolls nowadays, or is it all just repros of old ones? Not that I don't love repro. I have a few Shirley Temple repro books and would love to have the Doris Day ones too. Did you ever notice that Bonnie Hunt has a Doris Day paper dolls book on her set?
That's so Bonnie. I adore Bonnie.
Love this!
Do you flickr?
Here is the one I have built first ... it's limited to a certain amount of photos before you have to buy a Pro account (I don't have one of those yet) but I have had fun putting stuff up there.
The first page or two is all Royal family with Corgis ... I really ought to put that over at the other account, but oh well.
Keep on paging through and you'll get to all of my fancy stuff.
Happy Saturday!
Friday, December 4, 2009
Beloved childhood toy -- found!
I must have been seven or eight when I got this set for Christmas. I KNEW my rooster fixation began somewhere early on! Forty bucks on ebay, plus $20 something for shipping.
If a hundred dollar bill happened to flutter in my direction ... $60 for this, $40 to charities to feed hungry people and pets.
God, are you listening? It's me, Margaret.
:-)
Isn't this just the sunniest little plaid you ever did see?
window shopping: ebay!
One of the most adorable Barbie cases I've ever seen. In fact, maybe the most adorable. I want it but at least if I post it here I can come back and look at it again and again ...
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Pink, very pink.
Very feminine.
Very almost-over-the-top but not quite.
Yes, my bedroom will be styled like this. It's my version of the early-middle-age sportscar! (Cheaper and safer).
Yay!
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Tulips and Corgis and pink (again).
Since it makes sense that I would want to look often at the things I love, I have selected a print of colortul tulips (an old seed packet, actually) and a delightful painting of a Pembroke Welsh Corgi. Not sure yet whether the first thing visitors will see on the wall across from the front door is the dog or the flowers, but either way it's OK. They are both expressions of who I am (or aspects of me, at any rate).
This awesome piece by Robert McClintock is apparently a hybrid between a digital photograph and a painting. No matter what it is, it works for me. I want a smiling Corgi in my house. I want the zest and attitude of that dog, even if I can't have one myself. Someday ...
Both of these are available at art.com. Don't you love art.com?
At this point, moving for me involves going through boxes of papers and magazines I set aside until "later", and later has arrived in earnest. I laid my hands on a wonderfully crisp copy of last August's (2008) Mary Engelbreit Home Companion, which by now seems like a totally new read to me. There is a lot of orange and peach in it. Reminds me of the orange-wedding post I did a short while back ... helped change my mind about orange. It's still girly but not as fey as pink can be.
Though I love pink and always will.
Do NOT try and separate me from my pink. My whole bedroom is going to be almost painfully pink. Tucked away at the far end of the apartment, it is going to be a true escape for me. Unapologetically, divinely pink. A shrine to pink, if you will.
I do worry that it will repel suitors, but I have a rare bottle of the coveted Love Potion Number 9 stashed away in a safe place, so not so much a worry.
Besides, in the dark who is looking at rosy curtains and a pink bookshelf?
Certainly not me.