Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
The big celebration is over, there's a fire in the stove and great books were purchased at the bookshoppe. It's raining so hard the ocean is but a grey mass, all the other islands hidden. Wind is shaking the trees all around the house. Today I wore my lovely, lovely new 70s lumberjack coat from the Dumpsky for the first time. Summer is over. Welcome, you fairest, you severest of seasons all, oh fall.
What a perfect moment to browse some fall favorites:
If you're not into pickling, how about drying apples? It's a easy activity with minimal need for any kind of equipment. You could get a de-hydrator, but why waste electricity when you can take advantage of your warm house?
Five easy steps to dried apple bliss:
1. Get some apples.
2. Dig out the cores.
4. Hang up trough the core holes.
5. Wait till dry and put in airtight jar.
As an added bonus this activity also fills your house with delicious apple smell.
And what about books, you ask? Is there anything lovelier than sitting by the fire/heater reading a good book? Obviously not.
I just finished and heartily recommend Julie Orringer's book of short stories, How To Breath Underwater.
I was so busy this summer, that reading short stories was often the best solution, as you could finish one and move onto the next without having to wait for days what might happen next.
Another good, though more mixed, collection, was Rebecca Curtis' Twenty Grand: And Other Tales of Love and Money.
Mixed meaning that there were some that I adored and others that were utter rubbish. Sadly that's often the case with short stories.
And what to wear? Why dreamy red velvet, or maybe corduroy, of course.
Like this pretty from strawberrykoi
A good rucksack, school bag, or anything from forestbound, should hanging on your shoulder(s).
And for those of you still dreaming of spring and summer I recommend one of these amazing headdresses by which.goose.
As for other entertainments, netflix, or better yet support your local videostore, or better yet (if you live near a cinema, unlike me) see them in the theatres, see Jennifer's Body, The Hurt Locker, Bright Star, The Vintner's Luck, or I haven't given you enough variety, ANY OTHER movie by women (produced, written, directed).
Album of the year turned out, after all to be Upper Air by Bowerbirds. Listen to them.
That's fall folks!
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Have you ever missed a find, procrastinated on an item 'till you lost it, or simply gotten there too late, only in time to see that perfect thing sail away in someone else's arms?
The trouble with vintage shopping is that most things are truly one-of-a-kind, the last survivors of another time, and once they're gone forever more, you can never find them again.
I fear the memory of it shall haunt me for many falls to come. Have you got a story of sad vintage loss? Share, and for a happy ending story of love and loss and love again, check Bonjour Mon Coeur.