Call me Major

Major Procrastinator that is, head officer of all things put off and delayed to a ridiculous degree, for example I still have yet to cook the turkey for Thanksgiving! Well it's not like I woke up and decided I didn't feel like it, there is a good reason, it turned out the polyurethane on the living room floor had yet dried Thursday morning so we are going to have Thanksgiving on Sunday. We better because I don't know what I'm going to do with 21lb bird and all the trimmings currently filling my fridge to capacity.

Oh and I just found out about THIS!




I must have been living under a lump of coal for the last couple of years, because it's the type of thing I just eat up, I'm all about tradition making, especially when there is a vintage flair involved.

Matchmaking

I love these Hermes shoes with this dress. The dress is 1950s, but has very 1920s feel and the shoes are fabulous enough to not dress it down as a different oxford might. Alas neither fit and they both are now available in the store and I can only wish that they get "adopted" together.

Peepshoe

Oh my, I am so tired!! Just got back from my weekly vintage scouring trip to Atlanic City and made out pretty well. So those items will be showing up in the store sometime this week.

Anyway I got home just an hour ago which is pretty late for me, usually I'm home by 6pm in time for the babies dinner and bedtime routines, I usually make it a point to ALWAYS no matter how busy be there for them when they wake up and when they go to sleep, but I walked in the door 3 hrs after their bedtime and didn't get to see them off to the land of Nod, I'm so sad.

Reason for getting back so late was the new car we just got, I think today was the third time I drove it since we got it last week. Well it would seem I ran out of gas, and it happened while I driving and taking a sharp corner and it seems when this car runs out of gas the steering wheel locks up and everything just dies, I almost drove thru Wendy's , not the drive-thru mind you, DROVE THROUGH because I almost couldn't turn the wheel enough. And what get's me is I was aware that I needed to get gas, was on my way to get gas, was just TWO block away from the gas station(I mean it really was RIGHT THERE!!), the gas tank light on the dashboard wasn't even lit and the line was barely touching the red so I thought I was fine, wasn't even sweating that I might not make it, and then nothing in the middle of rush hour traffic and I had just came off a two lane bridge with no shoulder. How lucky and unlucky I was all at the same time! What DID come on was my battery light, totally confusing. Needless I did eventually make it home, I think this latest batch of vintage is hexed;) Did I say how tired I am?

So I'm not listing anything this evening my brain is out of gas. I'm not so eager to list the pair of Hermes Oxfords I have displayed like artwork in my bedroom(I can see them this very moment as I type) anyway. Oh they are so beautiful, it almost hurts, if we had only met when I was younger , like age 12 when I my foot was a 7-1/2, we could have had something. They look 1930s, but I think they are 1960s. And here is what I call shoe porn:

Last note** How I wish I could walk like Alexis Smith as she did as Winifred Stanley when she walked down the aisle in, Here Comes the Groom (which is finishing up on TCM right now).

Christmas ala De la Renta

oscar de la renta/Sabrina

I don't know why but my recent additions to the shop made me think of Oscar De La Renta's Dress that Audrey Hepburn wore in Sabrina, I'm totally feeling a black and white inspired Christmas.

Men Who Blow

swinging around 6lbs of molten glass

supposedly he's an expert blower;P

sister

creating an opening

this is how a glass lampshade is born!

I spent most of Saturday doing work stuff and feeling completely uninspired to leave the house(or bed) which of course turned me into a complete tool.

Around 8pm got a call from my sister to meet her at a a coffeehouse where some girly band was playing so I think why not and start to mentally prepare myself to get moving.

8:45pm I get a call to see where I am and to now meet her at the pub across the street because the band thing was done, so FINE I get out of bed and look for clothes...great!... no clean panties or socks.....I was barely inspired as it is and THIS happens so slight derailment there, until I regrouped and raided the hubby's drawer for socks and perhaps even a pair of my panties, because for some deranged reason I like to think my hubby likes to steal my panties, but he's actually the biggest square(which I say with love) and probably why I like to think he does. Anyway scored some mismatched socks and am faced with going commando, so I plan my wardrobe accordingly.

9:45pm another call, she is still at the pub and I lie and say I'm heading out the door at that very moment, I hang up and get in the shower.

10:30pm I finally head out the door and arrive just in time to catch my sister as she was leaving the pub and from there we proceeded to head over to a friend's studio to watch them blow a glass lampshade.

I have to say I was mesmerized and anxious at the same time as he swung the wand or whatever you call it with 6 pounds of hotter than hell molten glass at the end of it, in my direction and only a very few feet away. I worried for the health of my eyes, because for a bit I kept anticipating the glass shattering and blinding me. In the end a lampshade was created and I bought a fantastic kaleidoscope that incorporates marbles(which were created there as well) and is interchangeable with other marbles to get different views, it was one of the coolest and most beautiful toys and I couldn't help but buy it without any inner deliberation. It was all very fascinating, not enough for me to pursue it as a hobby, but it is pretty intense to watch and you can feel the energy coming off the guys as they are working. Not a bad turn of events considering earlier I was determined to be crotchity and indifferent to the day.