Thursday, September 24, 2009

for toting my books down foggy london roads...

i would like this...

and the majority of everything else on the plumo site while you're at it!

thank you!

on your chest


this seems like the perfect way to display the beautifully bold leadership choice our nation made!

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

vanilla twilight

i am loving owl city right now... their words are beautiful! like these from vanilla twilight

the stars lean down to kiss you,
and i lie awake i miss you,
pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere.
cause i'll doze off safe and soundly,
but i'll miss your arms around me
i'll send a postcard to you dear,
cause i wish you were here.

i'll watch the night turn light blue,
but it's not the same without you,
because it takes two to whisper quietly,
the silence isn't so bad,
till i look at my hands and feel sad,
cause the spaces between my fingers
are right where yours fit perfectly.

i'll find repose in new ways,
Though i haven't slept in two days,
cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone.
but drenched in vanilla twilight,
i'll sit on the front porch all night,
waist deep in thought because when i think of you.
i don't feel so alone.
i don't feel so alone.
i don't feel so alone.

as many times as i blink i'll think of you... tonight.
i'll think of you tonight.

when violet eyes get brighter,
and heavy wings grow lighter,
i'll taste the sky and feel alive again.
and i'll forget the world that i knew,
but i swear i won't forget you,
oh if my voice could reach back through the past,
i'd whisper in your ear,
oh darling i wish you were here.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

a lofty idea

looking at all of these potential flats in london has me dying for a loft...



Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Saturday, September 12, 2009

wood have you covered

a woman came into the store today and rocked my world...ok that might be a little extravagant, but she did introduce me to something that will cost me more than i was wanting to spend on a cell phone accessory, but will change my iphone life.

i have recently realized i am crazy picky about what cover i choose for fred baby my never out of my sight 3gs iphone. the one this woman was rocking was cool, but the one she told me she was lusting over was better than anything i ever could have imagined!

it's wood, and it's engravable, and it's from holland, and i want one more than i want to eat for the rest of the weekend.

do we think i can get my original heart etched into the back???

or maybe the cobra racing stripe would be bad ass enough on its own!








Wednesday, September 9, 2009

cheers...

since being diagnosed with celiac disease and thus named the anti-wheat, i have become quite the vodka connoisseur.

to be fair, i was in all likelihood well on my way to this title before the diagnosis, but the removal of beer as a form of libation really expedited the process.

with that said... this is my new favorite:

it's oat based. and delicious. and smooth. and local proving that there are some utahans who can still raise their glasses to a new elevation!

high west distilleries is based in park city and started with whiskey which i would also be enjoying if it wasn't part of the food group that was killing me softly!

their liquor is delectable, their distillery is gorgeous
and their co-founder, though slightly ostentatious, is hilariously beneficial for utah's bad rap as a dry state. what more could you ask for??

kiel mead

is doing some gloriously keen things with unexpectedly neat objects...




i am loving the way he is seeing such everyday items!

key rings, matchstick necklace, birdie light@ kielmead.com

i am living proof



i have unruly hair...or at least it feels unruly to me. it's uniquely curly and thick. and in paris i had a lot of it. today it's much shorter (and i am still regretting last year's "no, go shorter"), but the is neither here nor there. the point is that it's a lot of maintenance, which used to include a rather inventive cocktail of styling products.

but a few months ago my whole hair life changed thanks to four genius scientists.

living proof's, no frizz is a magical cream whose bottle preaches about the woes of frizz and the reality that it's been 30 years since someone came up with new technology in the battle against frizz. but now the boys in the cambridge, ma labs have revolutionized our weapons against the evil frizz.

"The brainchild of a talented team of hair aficionados lead by an MIT professor, the goal was to find a breakthrough solution "from a physics standpoint" and not through the standard methods of creating a typical beauty product. Instead of traditional silicone-based solutions, Living Proof set out to create efficient formulas based on entirely new molecules using advanced technology, so your toughest hair challenges are solved from a fresh, new perspective. The result is a comprehensive collection of cutting-edge, humidity-resistant formulas that work for all hair types. Whether you prefer it curly or straight, the road to silkier strands just got that much smoother"...thank you sephora!

and you know with all that science they can't be kidding around. when before i used to use four products each morning so i could spend the rest of the day carefully de-crunching my curls just in case someone might happen to touch my hair, while also pray no one did so that i could get through the day without looking fuzzy. i now only use this, and walk around with the softest shiniest hair that is full of perfectly shaped curls.

clearly i am in love!

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

a look inside

if i still used the word cool...this would be the moment to do so...

thanks to sfgirlbybay, i found the selby, which is a collection of photos of creative people in their very creative and personal living and working spaces. i guess technically, or as far as it is described on the site, "the selby features photographs, paintings and videos by todd selby of interesting people and their creative spaces." how ever you describe it though there is no getting away from the fact that it might be one of the most inspiring and intriguing destinations on the internet.

i fell in love with frederic beigbeder, the french author...


not only for this foyer photo but more for the quote on reading and writing selby got out of him:
selby: do you spend more time reading or writing?
beigbeder: reading, because writing is reading inside myself

and then as a girl who grew up in a world of ralph lauren, how could i not want to fall through the rabbit hole into this woman's world?
mary randolph carter, senior vp of ralph lauren, author and photographer

oh god and then did you ever think this is how the design director of the abercrombie and fitch concept team, michelle mccormick would live with her designer husband in la's koreatown?


thank you todd selby!

so long sweet summer


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Originally uploaded by LA • DE • DA

goodbye labor day

goodbye summer

where did you go?

what will you look like next year?

photo by christy m via flickr

Monday, September 7, 2009

treasures

i have said before that i love love flickr! but i think it might be that i truly adore what other people find on flickr. it's like looking through someone else's shopping basket and falling in love with items you might never have picked out!

that is what happened to me with this fantastic lady's flickr picks!

you have to go and see them for yourself... all set next to each other in beautiful rows.

i promise you won't regret it!

Saturday, September 5, 2009

very hollywood

what could possibly be more luxurious than a michael kors scented pen?

Friday, September 4, 2009

i want to fall...



even though it does feel like salt lake has repositioned itself "seven inches from the noon-day sun" all i can think about are cozy knits and the perfect leather jacket.

like this one from mike and chris...


damn you two and your luscious leathers!

sweeter dreams

i'm exactly sure what sweet dreams are made of, but i do know the sweeter i look falling asleep the better i feel in the dream world i find myself in when the sand man takes over.

so under that same thought umbrella... i'm sure this would make whimsical dream that much more delightful.

i love it, and the stark contrast of the steel greenish gray wall behind it!

Thursday, September 3, 2009

nailed



let it be stated that i have an enslavement to my nails.

nakedness and chips will not due. and they have to be dark. before they had to be french, but after eight years of that i finally got the acrylic out of my system and now they have to be dark. well and with this fixation i have on my nails looking just right, i get a lot of questions about nail upkeep.

"how do they always look so perfect"

"how often do you get them done"

well first of all... thank you for appreciating my obsessive compulsion. beyond that though i have it down to a science. i paint them twice a week (yes i have designated days for such a task) and quite a process.

to begin with, obviously the shorter they are the less likely they are to chip

then i live for creative nail design's stickey base coat

and then to finish i usually top with two products, a diamond strength top coat and then creative nail design's air dry top coat.

after that i am usually chip free for a good three to four days.

and the other day i forced the beauty supply ladies to sell me two of opi's new matte colors before they were out on the floor and i have to say i am completely enamoured with them and dreaming about the third color i will go and get next week.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

i need a twelve step program...

i told you i was on a shopping binge...today...once i got out of the world wide web and into the real world it was beauty products...

in paris last year i fell in love with lobella's strawberry chap stick. well we don't have that here so i thought i would attempt to fill the gap in my live with nivea's cherry chap stick (damn you katy perry)

and i fell into total obsession with it in the first moment. skipped the love part completely and jumped right to never want to let you go addiction.

then of course since i'm a sucker for peppermint and packaging, this had to be mine!

and it is everything the beautiful label made it out to be...unlike prairie corn vodka which is the antithesis of it's pretty label (rubbing alcohol flavor and death in the form of a bradley cooper-less hangover) be warned!


next i want this...

the nicest

it feels like since i have started separating the sparkle killers from the sparkle promoters, all i have been doing is talking to the nicest guys about why they all ways seem to be finishing last...and i have yet to come up with any logical reason. at the same time though i can't come up with enough attraction to these most special gentlemen to pull them out of the losing bracket.

well anyway... i think this woman has nailed it! it's harsh but fair.

this is fucking it, you are in love with me

Tonight I am thinking about love. More specifically, love lost. Not even lost, really. Love not realized. Or at least not realized until it was too late.

I have a male friend, Kyle. Kyle emotionally exploded on me tonight. Told me that he’s sick of finishing last, he’s too nice a guy for that. And he was so infuriated that after all these years I hadn’t given him a chance.

This is what happens when you give the guy who doesn’t drink that often a few Buds and a shot of Fernet.

He spoke to me about how he was always there for me, always providing a shoulder to cry on or a bar tab to pick up. Anything I needed, because he was being a caring and good friend. Kyle talked about how he respected everything about me, especially my imperfections. He said my imperfections were what made me perfect for him.

“I even know you’re an alcoholic,” he said. “And I don’t care, you’re still perfect.”

You want to know why nice guys finish last? It’s because they aren’t willing to take a chance, they’re too tied to their rules. They see their girl at her most vulnerable moment, and instead of doing what they perceive as a dick move, they put their arms around her and they hold her. They listen to her weep and they don’t take control of the situation. She’s too precious to cut off. Let her weep.

Let me tell you this: nothing makes a broken woman feel more beautiful than to have a man swoop in and push her up against a wall to tell her how much better she is than that. To kiss her, I mean really kiss her, regardless of what she might think about that. You know why nice guys finish last? It’s because when a guy named Bayne leaves you for no good reason and you feel like you’ve been reduced to nothing, my nice guy won’t come over and say the things I really need to hear to understand that he loves me, I mean really loves me. Us ladies, we know we’re beautiful, we know we’re intelligent, we know we’re worth it and we’ll find “him” someday. What we really need to hear and more importantly feel (at that moment — from you, the nice guy)) is that we’re sexy, that our inner organs that separate us from you guys are actually worth something. That we’re so beautiful that you can’t and don’t care whether or not that kiss you’ve so desperately wanted to plant on us is going to ruin our friendship. We want you, the nice guy, to rebel against your rules and just do what feels right. Take control of the situation and tell us that this is fucking it, you are in love with me. You are so in love with me that you are so unbelievably ready to ruin our friendship for a chance at love. That you are willing to pick up that bat and attempt to hit the ball out of the fucking stadium. Because either you strike out or you hit a home run. No one wants to sit in the dugout. But you don’t. You sit in the dugout and you tell us that we’re pretty, and not fat. That we’re worth it. And that Bayne is just stupid and doesn’t know what he’s missing. You’re too nice. You’re too good of a friend. Be a man. Make the call. Try your best to force us to love you. Because in the end, you’re right. Nice guys do finish last. So how about you buck up and become something else. Because otherwise you’re going to lose us, you’re going to lose me.

Nice guys finish last because they’re pussies.

by sally, from tales from the tenderloin, via lelove

like a kid in a candy store...

i want it all...

i have been on a massive shopping bender the past few days! new jeans. new tops. new secrets from victoria. and now i just can't seem to stop. this morning it's jewelry that seems to be driving my bank account into the ground!!

i have been dying for this ring set by iosselliani for potentially over a year and a half!
shoplanguage.com

and same goes for these sweetly bad ass studs
bing bang

and i just found these leather and metal rings, and they too might have to be mine...
by boe

and i have fallen in love with everything in this austin based jewelry line!

i adore this one!

and think i will purchase this one
urban posh
oh man! i am in trouble!