Monthly Archives: May 2011
A long weekend. A car. And the open road. You know what I’m talking about.
Ikea, Marimekko, mid century modern…the northern countries seem to have a lock on what’s cool and awesome.
It’s snowing in Los Angeles.
I slipped into an afternoon showing of Bill Cunningham New York the other day.
I first heard about Alexander McQueen from a friend whose sister-in-law was simply mad about him and wore him all the time, almost exclusively, with odd hats and interesting shoes.
Here I am, wide awake, 2:30 in the morning, dream still vivid but sleep a memory.
Sometimes I wonder if I should’ve been a wedding planner.
New table, old chairs
I spent part of this weekend catching up on my Glee.
Well, actually more like the writing hole.