water water everywhere

water water everywhere

FRIDAY, April 18th 2014

i _know_ i shouldn't complain but monday through thursday is a tv drought!  especially when shows that air wednesday (ahem ahem nashville) take a week off.  i should clarify that i don't actually have live tv.  this always leaves me a day behind everything and, aside from the occasional annoyance (like missing award shows), i don't think i would change it.  i find pride and pleasure in sticking it to the cable conglomerates knowing one day all channels will be available through online subscription --- i have a right to choose what channels i pay for!   ...even though i don't pay for most of my tv subscriptions: my boyfriend has amazon prime tv, my parents set us up with their hbogo & netflix account & i shell out 7.99 a month for hulu plus.  that about has us covered.  

trying to channel scarlet o'connor again in my outfit.

clothing:

dress, free people

pizza in the morning

pizza in the morning

THURSDAY, April 17th 2014

i love pizza.  so imagine my elation when i stumbled across this bad boy  - "it MUST be mine!" i thought.  $30 later (w/ shipping) and 2 weeks of wait time it was.  

my relationship with pizza is a complicated one.  i want it _all_ the time.  and by it i mean all of it: bad pizza, good pizza, ok pizza & great pizza.  but wait - the worst/best part of this life long love affair is that my boyfriend and i opened a wood fired pizza place in bluff, utah three years ago (random i know & a long story) but needless to say he is GREAT at making the stuff.  i have the best pizza at home at my fingertips at anytime, taunting me, teasing me, calling to me!  curses!  why can't i eat pizza all the time?!  oh right.  alas, i will just have to settle for keeping pizza close to my heart instead of in my stomach.  fuck, i really want pizza now.

clothing:

white pleated skirt, american apparel 

pizza shirt, etsy

aviators, ray ban

let the sun shine in

let the sun shine in

WEDNESDAY, April 16th 2014

season 7 episode 1 time zones

as don sits alone shivering on his balcony staring at his broken sliding glass door i can't help but think "you can't keep the cold out" (actually i didn't think that, my boyfriend did but it got ME thinking...).  this season opener was fucking grim.  everyone is miserable, everyone except for pete.  in comparison, pete was such a joy to see onscreen.  i never thought i would be saying this six seasons ago but that little pathetic fucker has really grown on me.  back to misery: don and megan are not good, peggy fell to the floor and sobbed at the end of the episode & i nearly panicked because i legitimately thought don might jump off the balcony.  after last season's finale i foolishly thought we would be seeing some change -- keyword FOOLISH.  of course no one changed.  people do not change that easily if ever and mad men is, above all, a show about people existing.  no matter what small breakthroughs don/dick has or what peggy overcomes they are the same.  no matter what lies they tell themselves they "can't keep the cold out."  

time zones forebodes that the final season of mad men could involve people (ahem, don) finally being honest with who they are and just...existing with it.  hmmm, honestly may be asking too much of them, broken vessel and all (ok fine...i'm mostly talking about don...only don).

confession:  i read _all_ the mad men reviews before i wrote mine.  despite the fact that my head was swirling with their insights and observations i think i added to the conversation (with myself) instead of just regurgitating.  i just couldn't help it.  i love emily nussbaum of the new yorker and todd vanderwerff of the av club.  i even indulge in tom & lorenzo's mad style on wednesday.  I LOVE THEM.  my favorite part of monday is sitting down and reading their astute and mind blowing thoughts  about the show.  they make me feel like a mere peon when it comes to interpreting EVERYTHING.  next week i promise i'll refrain...but maybe i won't.

veep vs. scandal

veep vs. scandal

TUESDAY, April 15th 2014

there is no comparison except for the fact that they are both about political campaigns for the presidency.  selena vs fitz.  imagine it.  the queen of bullshitting vs the dreamy baguette.  selena has anna chlumpsky, fitz has olivia pope.  who would you choose?  eternal excitement and high stakes await behind fitz's oval office door (bombs, affairs, secret organizations, true love) whereas selena's promises plenty of not pissing anyone off, pig roasts & laughs.  

thank goodness we don't have to choose; veep airs sunday - scandal airs thursday...and thank god house of cards is over for now.

this is my working girl inspired look although i think i unintentionally nailed dustin hoffman in tootsie..  and yes, by working girl i mean the 1980's masterpiece staring a young melanie griffith and my goddess sigourney weaver.  let the river flow...

clohting:

sparkly loafers, steve madden

sparkly business woman jacket, urban outfitters

taupe checkered dress, goodwill

vintage karl lagerfeld earrings, buffalo exchange

glasses, durand warby parker

wanna be middle schooler

wanna be middle schooler

SATURDAY, April 12th 2014

as i've mentioned before i grew up in the southwest pretty close to the border.  along with border issues and embarrassing politics - ahem - governors -  there are fashion issues.  in middle school i desperately wanted to be a chola.  i wore short shorts and super high white sport socks and black Adidas low tops.  i wished my hair was curly and i could wear lipstick - i wanted to be cool, ok?!  but alas i was very white and very uncool.  this outfit was inspired by that little 11 year old in me.  now if only i was brave enough to wear this outside of my bathroom.... 

clothing:

american apparel one piece

forever 21 denim shorts

vintage jaguar broach & bracelet

shoes, i have no idea...they say made in china

fannibalism

fannibalism

SATURDAY, April 12th 2014

i guess i'm a fannibal.  season 2 episodes 6 & 7

it took me season 1 and multiple av club reviews before i really committed to hannibal and i guess i'm glad i did.  the show is filled with shoddy fbi work, some terrible acting & lots of body horror but at it's heart it's just a  touching relationship between two men - two serial killers - no, one serial killer and one man with special seeing powers into the mind of serial killers: will graham (aka claire danes' husband) & hannibal lector.  in the inconsistent world of their flip flopping/incompetent costars these two stand strong and focused.  will knows what hannibal is (a man who will make you eat your own leg -- yes it happened) and hannibal just wants a friend.  it's rather touching and rare to find two people who can be so honest with each other on television.   boiled down the show is just a body horror bromance.

that being said - i enjoy it so much so that i am willing to forgive some of it's flaws.  for example, will's release at the end of futamono.  did everyone forget that he vomited the ear of "his victim?"  or was there always evidence that didn't support his incarceration?  i forgive bryan fuller for making fools out of morpheus and fbi lab technicians everywhere as they eagerly follow any and every lead hannibal directs them to (as a bones fan I know this depiction is not accurate).  i also forgive how quickly will is taken back into the fold -- remember the ear vomiting thing?!  _we_ know he isn't guilty but no one else does.  how can they rationalize that?  alas, all is forgiven.  watching eddie izzard eat his own leg and giving anna chlumsky & gillian anderson work is enough to endear me.  

now that i'm all caught up, the ending of yakimono had will zeroed in on a hannibal take down.  his weapon: therapy.  i couldn't be more excited to watch the battle ensue.

nashville

nashville

FRIDAY, April 11th 2014

season 2 episode 19 crazy

how this show captured my heart i'll never know.  oh wait, your predictable plot lines, sparkly dresses, romance, music and tragic female characters are just what my soul yearns for after empty work days - take me away.

scarlett. what is happening to you.  that onstage meltdown was one of the weirdest flashback scenes i've _ever_ seen --- soooo it worked?  i know i'm keen to give bad things the benefit of the doubt when debating when they "work" or not but the scene was freaky and weird and bad....and that was the goal, right? to induce under-piano cowering? mission accomplished.  listen to me waxing justifications.  needless to say it was memorable.

black roses is also the best song to come out of nashville this season.  scarlett is a star.  well, clare bowen is a star.  she is becoming my new (and much more talented) marissa cooper.   fuck, i think i need to take some time to reflect on why i love destructive/pathetic female story lines.

the below outfit is inspired by scarlett.  you'll get through this girl.

clothing:

cowboy boots, western warehouse 

dress, free people

sweater, freepeople

head adornment, handmade by ME

dog, bertie

denim & turquoise

denim & turquoise

THURSDAY, April 10th 2014

i hail from the southwest where denim, sunsets & turquoise reign supreme.  i'm so grateful to have grown up under endless blue skies & sunny days, battling rattlesnakes & scorpions, exploring vast expanses of dry washes & saguaros.  the southwest is truly magical - my soul belongs there.

....this outfit doesn't _exactly_ reflect the southwest BUT i got nostalgic.  so sue me.  all my turquoise carries a story special to me and that's the way it should be.  i'm sure you'll see it again here.

clothing;

denim dress H&M

white converse high tops

forever 21 flower head band

boyfriend's bolo tie

banana joes is better than you

banana joes is better than you

TUESDAY, April 8th 2014

i realize the above statement might be false but it's probably not - banana joes is most definitely better than me.  i need to go back to kauai "the jumping off point" (for those of you mad men lovers).  i feel like a 90's drew barrymore bad ass in this outfit - i think the daisy print is _really_ intimidating when paired with my "shit kicker" (ewan mcgregor) boots.  you wanna piece of me?! you love me?! you love me not?! yeah, pull those petals off like a lil' bit-- yelling. i digress.  i also feel like i really embraced the r.kelly "i believe i can fly" attitude.  dear god, this blog is just a justification for playing dress up.....

clothing:

daisy dress, EXCLUSIVE target line

purple leather jacket...umm sale on overstock.com?

buckle boots from frye

banana joe's hat (piece de resistance) $15 @ Banana Joe's Hawaii

come closer i will rip you to shreds

come closer i will rip you to shreds

MONDAY, April 7th 2014

fyi - i have also resolved to discuss television.  it's my personal justification for watching SO much of it. so let's being: game of thrones has returned. 

season 4 episode 1 - two swords 

i'm glad to have all my friends back...oh wait...i'm glad to have half of my friends back.  i. am. still. not. over. the. Red. Wedding.  i thought i had had enough time to grieve but, just like sansa in two swords, my heart still aches and i don't want to talk to about it - THAT'S NOT TRUE, it's ALL i want to talk about.  my dreams were murdered.  i foolishly thought arya was going to be reunited with her mother and instead the absolute opposite happened!

after some reflection (sobbing for hours) and the viewing of exactly 3 cosmos episodes i've managed to peek out of the corner of my eye at that massive repressed growing gnawing fear that i carry inside me that we are nothing.  WE - you and me, the human race, we mean nothing.  pale blue dot style.  i know mr. sagan didn't mean this to terrify me - but it does and i'm always running from it throwing people and things behind me to slow it down.  the Red Wedding and my subsequent breakdown was merely a manifestation of my confrontation with it. needless to say, i was not ready.  george rr martin why didn't you have the decency to keep up this fragile charade!  

now -- season 4 episode 1 later -- i'm still left grappling with that feeling, that empty feeling, that vast terrifying empty feeling that nothing will ever be ok and everything means nothing...dear god i just turned this into a livejournal.

BRIGHTERnotes:

- i did _love_ that yellow starburst robe that oberyn marte was donning - the manly fop!

- i cannot wait to see sansa and tyrion's first sexual encounter, cause this is GoT and sex/rape/babies/heirs must be had (more on that later)

- who is excited for this royal wedding?! i am!
- jamie, poor guy, just got dumped on this episode...by his sister/lover & king/nephew/son.  brightside: a golden hand & bad hair cut is better than no hand & a bad haircut.

ps remember gmork? servant to the nothing (ref. the neverending story) because i do.

sunday is for game of thrones, sun bathing & beer

sunday is for game of thrones, sun bathing & beer

SUNDAY, April 6th 2014

worship the sun - i do.  ps this not my pool or backyard.  i wish.  that is however my beer.

clothing:

-hat hawaii

-free people dress (obtained at crossroads)

-beer

coachella hater/wannabe

coachella hater/wannabe

SUNDAY, APRIL 6 2014

so - my best friend/same sex soulmate is going to coachella this year and i'm not.  and i really don't care (aside from the fact that i would love to be in hot palm springs wearing nothing but a bathing suit soaking up the sun), music festivals just don't _really_ do it for me.  ANYWAY - my best friend/same sex soulmate keeps telling me that i should have a "fashion blog."  After a period of intense laughter and self depreciation - I decided to FUCK IT.  I'm not doing anything else.  I have nothing going for me - I mean, being an office pa in los angeles is pretty demanding and life fulfilling......kill me.

brain - this one's for you.  this is what i would wear if i was by your side un-showered sweating to death at coachella...but i never will be and it's definitely a _good_ idea.  dripping sarcasm.

clothing: 

american apparel crop top

rad shorts i found at the renegade craft fair

mucho aloha fanny pack via hawaii

super high swedish hasbeens seafoam green

beer