I hope you have a wonderful weekend. Next week, I'm going to San Francisco to visit my sister! If you're in a blogging mood, I highly recommend the fabulous blogs SwissMiss, Lost, Frolic and I Heart You. Good bye, my lovelies!
(Photo by Emilie Bjork)
Yahoo, Eric Wilson! He is an awesome NYTimes fashion writer, and he just penned a piece about how bathing suits are becoming "more vamp than Vegas," meaning that they have more coverage but are still sexy and gorgeous. That's right up our alley! How BEAUTIFUL is that first one?
(Photos by Peter Buckingham; via For Me-For You)
Babies were lucky in the 1960's. They got these rad flashcards! (There's even one with yarn for knitting-lovers.)
Thanks for the unusual vase ideas, my lovely readers! I especially loved the saucepan vase, above, from Belgian reader Itsasne Cases.
Also, this naughty number sent over by Subcontinental Giant. It looks normal, but...oh, wait. There it is.
(heehee)
It's funny how quickly you can fall in love with something online and buy it up. For example, I bought this print tonight, just a moment after seeing it on Jordan's blog. If I were an advertiser, I would totally advertise on the web.
My darlings, I promise I'll stop asking random questions once this no-good-very-bad week is over, but for now, I am wondering:
Do you have any ideas for unusual vases for flowers?
Like soup cans or shoeboxes...the weirder, the better!
Please let me know. I love you, readers.
(Photo via Apartment Therapy)
I'm really, really bad at picking out perfume. I can't tell what smells good and what doesn't, and when I'm drawn to something, Lina usually tells me it smells like a grandma.
So I was thrilled to discover the I Hate Perfume collection, where the scents recall real experiences, versus a random mix of flowers and musks. They're not only beautifully designed (look at that typography!) but also surprisingly nutty. Yahoo!
For example, In the Library smells like "a signed first edition of a favorite novel, Russian and Moroccan leather bindings, worn cloth and a hint of wood polish." Winter smells like "a field of untouched new fallen snow, hand-knit woolen mittens covered with frost, a hint of frozen forest and sleeping earth." And To See a Flower smells like "spring flowers (hyacinth, daffodils, jonquils & crocuses), green shoots, wet dirt and a bit of moss."
(Via Miss Jane)
For my and Alex's apartment together, I would LOVE one of these old industrial file cabinets. But where are they to be found? Please let me know if you have any ideas of how to track one down! Ebay? An antiques shop? A school? An office-supply company?
This is so sweet: A guy in Atlanta tied a disposable camera to a bench, along with a note saying, "Good afternoon, I attached this camera to the bench so you could take pictures. Seriously. So have fun. I'll be back later this evening to pick it up. Love, Jay / The Plug." When he returned that night, the camera was there, and the entire roll of film had been shot. Here are some of the photos....
See the rest here. After my terrible-horrible-no-good-very-bad day yesterday, my faith in humanity is slowly being restored.
(via Lost)
Headache. Busy. Tired. Frustrated. I am not having an awesome day.
At least it cheers me up to think: There are homemade cookies in my freezer. The Bachelor finale is tonight. I saw a dude with a super rad moustache at a party last night.
Sigh.
(Photo by Michikokusaki)
Mmmm...don't these leather slippers from Bird look soft and comfy? A nice alternative to ballet flats, they'd be great to slip into at the end of a long day (like today).
The stoop sale was really fun. We sold tons of stuff (enough to pay for our movers!) and met some lovely people. The one con: Alex made me wear a SUPER dorky red baseball cap to protect my face from the sun. It was sweet of him but embarrassing for me because I am vain. Also, we were amazingly tired afterwards. Stoop sales take a lot out of you!
Thanks so much to everyone who came by, and I hope you all had fabulous weekends.
(Photo by Emilie Bjork)
There are so many cute mother's day photos on blogs today, like this one from Melissa. Happy Mother's Day to all you fabulous mamas out there!
Ignore the rain and have a wonderful weekend. P.S. Hope to see you at the stoop sale!
(Photo by Slim Aarons, via Amy Nation)
This summer, New York is getting four waterfalls!!! Super rad Danish-Icelandic artist Olafur Eliasson will design and install them, and they'll be up from mid-July to mid-October. The Circle Line will be giving tours! Oh my God, I am so excited that I can't think of anything more to write and must instead concentrate on breathing. More here and here.
(Via Swiss Miss)
Recently I've been paying a small fortune for Siggi's new Icelandic-style yogurt. It's thick, creamy, not too sweet and all natural. Have you tried it? Yummy! P.S. This new spoon would be good for it...
(Spoon via swissmiss)
This Saturday, Alex and I are having a stoop sale, complete with books, home decor, vintage clothes, artwork, just great stuff that we sadly have to sell since we're moving.
Please come say hello! It would be nice to meet you. Also, we'll give you a cookie.
5th Street, between 8th Avenue and Prospect Park West
Park Slope, Brooklyn
Hope to see you, my dolls!
(Photos by Michikokusaki and Abby Trys Again)
Here's a new shop for you, my dears! Introducing: Santoki Vintage, a Houston-based etsy shop featuring adorable dresses, sweaters and tons and tons of boots. Check it out and buy it up.
These little dudes are so funny. Wouldn't you love for one to live on your sofa? P.S. The top one is named Jerome. Isn't that perfect? (Via Marie)
Today's house tour is in Buffalo, New York, so I'm going to rent a van, drive up there, and steal all her vintage chairs in the middle of the night. Check it out here. (Originally from Poppytalk)
Perfect for a sleepy Monday morning, this hilarious blog shows photos of people's parties found on Flickr. Realization: Some parties are really weird!
The caption says, "This pretty much confirms my worst fear--that when I'm dancing, someone is standing right behind me, cackling with laughter over what a lame white person I am."
Why is that one guy wearing full shoulder pads?
"School of Slavonic and East European Studies, UCL Library. Christmas party in December 2007." That dude is not psyched.
Air record scratch.
This photo looks relatively normal at first until you notice something extra weird. (Hint: It's the girl's leg!)
Great news: Sesame Letterpress and Moontree Letterpress have teamed up to start Brooklyn Social Cards, a design company that will create lovely personalized calling cards for not-too-much-money. You can choose from fifteen designs, as well as a bunch of images, including a bike, telephone and scissors. Aren't they pretty?
First, star sand and now a star fish. Have an enchanting weekend, my dolls! (Photo by David Black)
Usually I'm terrible with Halloween costumes (I was a cat for six years running), but this year, Alex and I already know what we're going to be: Lolita and Humbert Humbert! I know it's six months early, but I found this amazing romper on etsy; combined with a sandals, heart sunglasses and a tennis racket, I think (hope) the costume will be pretty rad. Alex, meanwhile, will wear a robe, smoke a pipe and speak with an unidentifiable European accent. Yay, a good Halloween for once!
Fun fact: This adorable bikini was designed by Loeffler Randall, co-owned by Jessie Randall, who lives in this house, featured on this cover, which started a cultish craze for this poster.
One of the best parts about dating a New York Times reporter is getting to meet other New York Times reporters.
When I stopped by Alex's office a few weeks ago, I rode the elevator down with one of my fashion-writing heros, when I suddenly turned into a bumbling eight-year-old. He was like, "How are you?" And I said, "Nice. Uh, Good. What? Thanks." Luckily, I pulled myself together enough to talk about our weekends. He said that he had made his boyfriend a baked potato stuffed with caviar. Sigh. How. Incredibly. Fabulous.
On his website, David Horvitz lists whimsical, heartfelt things he'll do for a fee.
For example, he writes, "If you give me $250, I will read The Little Prince in front of the New York Stock Exchange on Wall Street in the middle of a work day," or "If you give me $1, I will sit in silence and think about you for one minute," or "If you give me $68.33, I will take an old friend to lunch. I will take a photo of us together. I will mail you the photo, tell you what we ate, and briefly describe our history as friends," or "If you give me $30, I will walk around New York, and the first homeless person I see I will buy him or her whatever he or she wants to eat," or "If you give me $1,626, I will go to the small Okinawan island called Taketomi and send you an envelope filled with star-sand" (pictured above).
The inspiring site makes you feel giddy when you read it. I've never seen anything like it.
I'm not the best vintage shopper. When I go to a flea market, I never seem to find the gems that everyone else does. Also, it smells weird.
So I'm overjoyed at Etsy's growing collection of amazingly curated vintage shop! Here on Cup of Jo, we've highlighted Ramona Vintage, ShopGoodGrace and Ultra Retro (which, sadly, closed recently).
Today, it's my pleasure to introduce Ma Petite Amy, a Vancouver-based shop offering sundresses, 1970's secretary dresses, and blouse-y tops. (She also uses belts to great effect.) I'm obsessed with this shop, and I'm sure you'll love it, too -- just don't buy everything before I do!
Also calming. P.S. Mama and Marie-Laure, this post is for you. :)
(Via Vanessa)
After watching that traumatic elevator video, I need a lovely, peaceful photo to chill me out. This shot from Mav should do the trick. Doesn't it make you want to head to Vancouver immediately? Wide open spaces, people!
Although I live in Manhattan, a city known for its small spaces, I'm a tried-and-true claustrophobe. I haven't taken the subway for four years (can you believe?!) and, while I take elevators, I'm very aware of every screech and bump and sometimes hold my friends' hands. So you can imagine my reaction when I saw this New Yorker story about a man trapped in an elevator for 41 hours! This terrifying video of his endless circling didn't help either. Alex told me not to watch it, but I did anyway. (It was a bad idea.)
(Illustration by Garance Dore)
