No posts this weekend, but I’ll be back next week with new profiles from the Women Worth Knowing project, including Pamela Ribon. I’m going offline now to read her new book, Going in Circles.
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All in how you Look at it
I used to work with a girl who had the best style. Don’t you love looking at well put together people? She was one of those. Everything went together, and everything was Anne Taylor crisp and Papagallo pretty.
We were in a lull one day and I asked her about a necklace she was wearing. Turned out, it was a charm from a bracelet that she had decided would look better as a pendant. She happened to be wearing the rest of the bracelet. She showed me how she picked the chain based on the weight of the charm, and the color and texture of the metal. Impressed and feeling like I’d just been given the keys to the kingdom, I’ve been cannibalizing jewelry ever since.
Brooches become belt buckles or hair accessories. Earrings become epaulets and pins, or shoe accessories. Belts become necklaces. Everything is multi-purpose.
This morning I stopped by Walgreens to buy a new lock, since I lost the combination to mine. Key lock this time. On the way out, I saw a bin of hair accessories on sale for fifty cents each. Digging through, I found this…hair thing? It was a heavy sterling rectangle with Navajo looking markings in faded Southwestern colors, with tiny dangles, attached to a hair band. I don’t know. I don’t see how you could wear this in your hair unless your ponytail weighed ten pounds.
However, I could totally see it as a necklace! And for fifty cents? I grabbed it. Tonight, I will take it off the hair band and put it on a leather thong and wear it happily.
Thank you, Sharon, for showing me the light!
Shameless Self-Promotion
Batting a Lash
I started the Women Worth Knowing project because I have such great friends and I feel a little sorry for people who don’t know them. Soon, I’ll be posting a profile for Rachel, but I kind of can’t wait, so I’m linking you to her websites ahead of time. See, Rachel just sent me some YSL mascara, and I love it so much I want to wash my face and reapply it every fifteen minutes, and I was just thinking about how great it is, and that made me think about how special Rachel is, and I just can’t wait.
If you live in NY, NJ, or PA and need a makeup artist, or just want better eyelashes than anyone else you know, contact her.
Alladin Sane
David Bowie was just on the Muzak, which made me remember this. Enjoy a peek into my world.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
You Remind me of the Babe…
Tonight, I tried to show Labyrinth to my son.
“Why should we watch this?” He asked.
“Because it has muppets, and goblins, and fight scenes, and David Bowie,” I answered.
He said, “Oh. David Bowie?”
“Yes,” I nodded, wondering mildly how he recognized the name. Had I talked about him before? “David Bowie.”
When David Bowie came on the screen, I pointed him out.
“That’s David Bowie,” I said, not mentioning that I loved David Bowie before I met Daddy.
“THAT?!” Thor asked incredulously. “That is David Bowie?!”
Surprised at his tone, I said, “Yes…why?”
He shook his head, “Well, in Space Chimps, Titan says to Ham, ‘What? Are you David Bowie, or something?'”
While I was registering that David Bowie got name checked in Space Chimps, Thor was snorting his disgust. Seriously. He was so disappointed. I can only assume he thought David Bowie was an astronaut, or race car driver, or something else a four-year-old might find interesting.
He wandered off soon enough, bored out of his skull. Daddy Diarist had already left the room. That’s fine. I never turn down five minutes alone with Ziggy Stardust.
The Outside Lane 