Time, time ticking on me

I'm back. Sort of. My trip involved black & tears but also seeing old friends and laughing over old memories. Kind of makes you realize how silly some neurosis can be...like panicking over keeping up a little blog. Anyway, I will return in true form soon, I promise.

Bouncin'

I'm off to Toronto for a week for a family thing. This blog will lie dormant for a wee bit. And that's that.

Another way to waste the day

As if I am not already far enough behind on my reading and don't have enough cyber distraction, I happened to happen upon a new find the other day, a live journal community called Vintage Photo. As it sounds, it is simply a collection of vintage photos that people post from all decades, and I find myself constantly scouring it for interesting pictures of the days of yore.

Here are a sampling of some of my favorites, more of which are on my tumblr.

A.P.C., Mom, & more corduroy

Continuing on the fascinating subject of corduroy...

I tend to browse the online boutique, la garconne, a lot - it has a nice simple layout and carries some of my favorite brands, such as A.P.C. Upon browsing, I fell in love with this A.P.C. corduroy skirt with pockets (always a plus)...



I knew I really wanted it, but also knew that it was $200 and probably not that difficult to sew. Now, I am a horrific seamstress...I've tried, I've failed, I've given up. My mother, on the other hand, is brilliant. She is completely self-taught when it comes to sewing, and boy can she sew. I had the most amazing Halloween costumes when I was younger, I wish I had pictures to share (and I kind of still wished she'd make them for me). ANYWAY, so when I went home (this was about a month ago) I asked my ever-skilled mom if she could, perhaps, maybe, replicate such a skirt.

She looked at the pictures, looked at a skirt I already had and said she'd give it a go. She even offered to try and make the pockets...something she has never done. So, off we went to JoAnn's Fabrics to find some corduroy...which was quite the expedition on its own, let me tell you. All the textures, colors, then buttons, oy! Well, I didn't find the caramel color of the A.P.C. skirt but rather this honey color (kind of like the Boy trousers I spoke of) instead.


A couple of days later...voila! That material turned into a beautifully sewn, handmade (couture!) corduroy skirt that fit me precisely and only cost $4.59 (for the material, oh plus lots of tea-bringing for mumsy). And the fact that my mom made it makes it so much more special than anything I could buy from A.P.C., no matter how nice.

Though did I mention the boots are actually A.P.C.? They cost a teensy bit more than that Fox Sweater (my heart still aches!) and I figured shoes last much longer...plus I had some birthday money left over, plus I like that they kind of make me feel like an Edwardian orphan, is that bad? Oh well.

Did you hear about the corduroy pillows?

...they're making headlines! Remember that one, anyone? Anyway, 3rd grade jokes aside, I am pretty sure I might be going insane. It has come to a point, where Robert Redford is inspiring me. 1970s dashing Robert Redford that is. Well, specifically, 1970s dashing Robert Redford as Bob Woodward in corduroy pants is what is inspiring me. Or rather making me itch with envy.

That makes me sound crazy, right? Well, to clarify further...a few months ago, I watched All the President's Men because it's famous and I thought I hadn't seen it. After watching it, I realized that I had, in fact, seen it a couple of years ago because it was famous and I hadn't seen it. That element aside, what caught my attention this time 'round was Rob as Bob, who, in all his investigatorial glory was trouncing around Washington talking to Deep Throat wearing an awesome corduroy suit. (Words I never thought I'd type). I hadn't considered corduroy pants since the 8th grade, but I wanted. I even wrote it down.

Then I saw Michelle Williams in the Boy by Band of Outsiders campaign and my desire was confirmed. I want. I need. In that perfect honey color. But why-oh-why do they have to be so frickin' expensive?


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ps. Wes Anderson looks pretty nifty in corduroy too.

the traveling trench coat and...

Photography by Will Sanders

Grumpity Grump Grump

Man, alive! I was not prepared for the hectic week it has been. Has it been a week already? Well. It's been hectic. Hmm, already said that.

This past week I was thrown back into the depths of despair that is 2nd yr law school, with stacks of reading to do while simultaneously starting a new job. Thought I could handle it. Well. I woke up an hour and a half late for my first morning shift. How's that for first impressions?

All in all it's been a fuzzy week, and was left feeling a little like so:-
Though, that said, it hasn't all been bad. The upside is that I was not fired, so still have a steady paycheck. Plus, that evening I shirked all responsibility in the most delightful way and went to the cinema to watch an old Hollywood classic. I left as cheery as ever.

All I needed was a little Hollywood magic. Thanks, Mr. Welles.