"Bittar Sweet"

Alexis Bittar Fall 2010 Picks for Refinery29

I want it all. 

But especially that jewel encrusted wood and antler necklace

that is so expensive you have to request it
(knowing you are ready to put a second mortgage on your house)
before they will give you a price.

blacknight

I don't understand intolerance and discrimination. Not because we may have different beliefs, but because I can't understand how a human can be devoid of empathy. No matter what you are taught, how can you look at someone in pain and not feel for them. If it hurts someone, it's bad. If it doesn't, who gives a shit? Everyone deserves to be happy.

(What happens when I watch too many 

BBC documentaries and Tyra Banks Show episodes

 on Youtube at work.)

Wearing:

American Apparel Lace Bra

Bicycle Shorts from Target
Heart Locket I've had since I was little
(That fucking) JCPenney Comforter 

Saturday...

"Just got back from a day of the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens, Coney Island Mermaid Parade, a million creative pasty covered nipples, and my first sunburn in years. Time to cover myself in aloe and ice cream and go to bed."

Here I am at the gorgeous BBG...

And then my camera conveniently died.

So I didn't get ANY pictures of Coney. Where apparently you were a mermaid as long as you had on sequins, body paint, and/or were at least half naked. Did I mention I brought my dad to this? Well, we were just going to have a pleasant morning stroll through the beautiful Botanical Gardens, but since Coney Island was a mere twenty stops away, we felt the obligation to visit. And then all hell (along with everyone's tits) broke loose, as we stepped off the train and unknowingly entered the Mermaid Parade. I also ended up eating at a Chinese buffet restaurant where a lady in a motorized bed would ride up right alongside the buffet tables and shovel fried foods into her lap. Not to mention, on our way there my father bought an Egyptian themed paper weight equipped with a pharaoh's head and hieroglyphics, which he insisted on carrying around all day in his cargo shorts and whipping out every two seconds so he could rub it like a magic lamp, mumble some fake "Egyptian" chant and cast spells on the subway trains, traffic, etc. But then he set up my wireless router, so I guess he is allowed the occasional frequent chant. :)

Wearing: 

Secondhand crop-top

High-waisted shorts, Fox & Fawn Vintage

Beaded belt, Fox & Fawn Vintage

TOMS shoes

Happy Early Father's Day

 I could tell so many stories about this man,

but what it all comes down to is he makes me very happy. 

I mean, obviously.

Day 2: My dad is in town for an unofficial college reunion. Unofficial, as in only the "freaks" were invited. His words, not mine. And he just bought a Brooks Brothers tailcoat from the Salvation Army for $15 to wear with a tie-dye T-shirt and jeans to the "Freak Formal". If it tells you anything, he used to have a braid down to his ass, and after cutting it off 30 years ago, put it on his bedroom mirror where it still hangs to this day.

Day 1: My dad is in town and making a bed (complete with bedside table) out of my unpacked boxes. He also suggested we put googly eye stickers on every sphere shaped inanimate object around town during our walk home.

Note to my boyfriend who is conveniently currently out of town:

My dad has been in town five hours, and has already built a bed out of boxes, fixed that damn lamp, figured out what was wrong with my speakers, and brought up the word "testicles" into dinner conversation. He is now attempting to repair the pilot tube for that shoddy right burner on the stove. If we don't die in our sleep from gas poisoning, I hope you have prepared yourself for what is my father.

PS: He is also wearing a bathing suit to bed.

Flash Fashion

Haha, so these are just a couple of fun "flash" pictures of two very talented and lovely ladies that I admire very much. They are usually creating the beauty, Sarah with her designs and style and Mary with her photography and words. But I like how here they are just being silly and carefree and having fun and living life like it should be lived. Flashing the world and not giving a damn who sees. <3

Sarah | Mary

Fawn & Insects

Ok, so I don't usually talk about music. I'd much rather listen to it, or sing to it, or preferably hip hop tap dance to it. The conversation usually involves pretension, and honetly, I just don't give a shit what your high and mightyness thinks, and you should feel the same way about my mighty highness or whatever. But for the sake of offering something possibly new that you could possibly enjoy (rather than throwing about words such as "sellout" or "slut", which so many people like to hear themselves say) I will finally get to my point of this post.

Which is, Deer Tick.

Now I have talked about them before, as they are the band that my boyfriend tour manages and his brother plays guitar in. They are also insanely talented. Which is precisely why they were on David Letterman last night...!!!!

"Just got back from watching Deer Tick perform live on Late Night with David Letterman and eating way too many complimentary cookies and cantaloupes. The guys were amazing, but Letterman might have been wasted and the graphics department totally referred to them as "DEEP TICK" on the screen during opening credits. Hopefully they'll keep the typo tonight, and Deer Tick can look into a porno career."

Alas, they did not keep the typo, but it was still pretty hilarious (and mind boggling) nonetheless. Personally, I thought I was hallucinating. Thankfully, there was a room full of people to confirm I was not. If you did not catch the show, or do not even know what in the hell I'm talking about, and are still trying not to gag from the phrase "Deer Tick", please feel free to watch Exhibit A. I could try and describe their alt. country/folkish/rock and roll/raspy rough raw/but danceable/and sing-a-long-able/sometimes chuck berry-esque/best music ever...but you should probably just watch the video. And then check out the rest of their songs. Or not. But then you should probably find a rainbow to floss your ears with, because that's basically what happens when Deer Tick becomes in audible range.

EXHIBIT A:

Eye Vomit

PSST! I GOT A TUMBLR: 

Airborne Unicorn 

It has things like this, and other random eye vomit.

Just a place where I can post photographs of the good, the badass, and the ugly.

Of the vintage, unique, and terribly cliche.

With no real theme or story or thought process whatsoever.

If I like the picture. If it's inspiring, innovative, hilarious, or just damn cute.

If it's an airborne unicorn.

The collar! The belt! The color palette! The haircut!

OH. MY. GOD.

Now if only I could substitute that cross for a dismembered 

hand or something. Then this picture would be perfect.

My kinda breakfast.

My kinda summer.

I apologize in advance if most of my posts in the beginning aren't sourced.

For the most part at first, I am just going to be taking photo dumps

of the random shit I have already collected on my computer.

Which means I saved them when I was really lazy and

not expecting to share my treasures with the rest of the world.

But I promise I will do better from now on when archiving my little gems.

So for now, just bare with me, and if you recognize something,

please feel free to let me know!