technical difficulties...

... i gots em.

but anyways, happy fucking new year!

with renewed vigor, i will be blogging again. i can't be as open as i once was but rest assured, dear readers, when this effed up sitch is resolved, i will fill you all in.

in the meantime i've started a new project - self portraits based on silent horror films. this is true art only because it serves no real purpose except self fulfillment. i already have a few and when i find myself in a frame of mind where i can actually write, i'll start posting them and tell the stories.in the meantime, i send you love. thanks for not bailing on me! mwah!

more etsy-ness!

three more posting for my little store!

above: leslie fay little black dress, $50

below: dainty lacy blouse $20, spinning flowers skirt, $28

so now i'm slacking on the blog but there IS a reason that will be revealed very soon. watch for my next postings to find out what's going on. weirdness. why do people have to be so scary?

my twelve days of christmas

okay, who's the biggest slacker on their etsy shop EVER?

I am! I am!

and guess who's trying to rectify that?

me, of course.

so here's the deal - i'll be posting (at least) 1 item a day for the next eleven days and on the twelfth day, i'll post 12 brand new listings!can you believe it?

these are the first two listings:

above: 1950s swing hem car coat, $30

below: blue 1905s sak's fifth avenue suit, $35

i have some really really cute stuff that has been accumulating for months and it's time to let it go find a new home. adopt something- make a difference in my overcrowded closet(s). every little bit helps, right?

xoxo

frozen follies

i'm wearing a tutu, corset, miniature top hat and layers of necklaces. linus is shredding a giant purple ribbon to bits (it was tied on his neck) and lucy is limping through the room yowling with her leg stuck through the neckhole of an old doll dress. the plan was to put on a show, you know, like we used to do when we were kids! i was going to make a stagefront from old cardboard boxes, too. sadly the cats aren't cooperating. and i was just preparing for my musical number!
the house is so cold there's ice on the inside of the windows. i turned the heat on this morning but bill got up and turned it off again. and i mean OFF - no lowering of the temp here, he cuts it off completely. i swear i'm going to catch pneumonia and die. he thinks we should just use space heaters all the time but electrical fees have gone up 20% this year and my little heater is so worn out that it shudders when i turn it on.

this picture shows what it feels like inside my house:
i was getting ready on wednesday when i realized i could see my breath. don't i look pissed?

my breath clouds didn't show up in the picture. too bad. it's kinda creepy. i want this snow cone cart. i could be a snow cone vendor! would it be acceptable to get a monkey to go along with it? this is my future career.the grass had frost so thick i was sliding on it. like ice skating or something.i will be living in sweaters suits and layered tights for the next three months.

linus has managed to get the ribbon off and he's climbed under the covers on the bed. i think i'm turning into a popsicle. it's too fucking cold! does anyone want to adopt us for the winter months? all we need is someplace with heat...

telegram sam, you're my main man

sweater dresses in bright colors with boots and scarves. that's my kick right now. i'm so predictable!
if only i could be more like blair...
sure there are those predictable yet adorable headbands but for the most part her style is more spontaneous than mine. i fall in ruts.
plus chuck bass is, like, the ULTIMATE accessory.

thanksgiving for single people.

relax, it was gourmet. and it was good but lonely. dessert was pumpkin cheesecake and half a can of whipped cream. i watched CQ again. i love dragonfly.but i love paul more.

i finished the other half of the can of whipped cream while watching law & order reruns. the trick is to keep the can with you and spray each layer of ice cream as you devour it. that's the only way to hibernate.see? sweater dresses with scarves and boots. this was last wednesday. lots of red and orange lately, too.

i joined an online support group for people with bpd. is it strange that i find comfort in reading the rants of people with the same crazy as me? it helps. truth is i need to get back on my meds. insurance kicks in next month. hopefully they'll cover it. i can barely leave the house anymore. i met up with a couple friends last week for dinners but i can only handle the one-on-one social things right now. group gatherings scare the crap outta me. i'm such a psycho.

what the hell happened to november?

how the hell is it december already? cripes.
this is my new favorite coat. it the shawl sleeves that i love best. not that the kick ass sash collar isn't great as well. i almost sold this. so happy i didn't. thank you late spring and value village for letting her fall into my sweaty mitts.

i've started wearing my sweater suits again. remember my control top panties confession? these things are the reason for the squeezin'. i hate the rolling lumps and bumps that are just part of my fine german physique. master race my ass!this was my creepy penguin cookie. he was delicious.i embroidered a flapper face onto my blue jacket. i think it's going to be a project piece. i'll just keep adding until it gets out of control or bejeweled-ish or something.

i can't afford to buy the replacement heads for my sonicare so i'm back to the manual toothbrush. i hate it. that's why i'm not showing my teeth.

i have so many more pictures to post including my solo leaky thanksgiving and puke-y weekend (i had to miss faith's kumite birthday!) but i'm just not in the mood. really haven't been lately. this is a crappy post but it's a big step for me. really. my life is that lame that it really is. and just wait 'til you see my wish list for santa. you'll cry.

dear chie mihara,

please give me these shoes. i'm too poor to buy them but i'd break my metal ankle to wear them.

thank you!

love, susie

ha ha.

they found ice on the moon.

throwing on one of my grammie's old dresses is always a treat. how lucky am i that she was such a stylin' gal?i finally started watching gossip girl with the sound on. i needed to catch up so last night i started watching season 1. why can't kids dress like them? why do i have to be subjected to crap like this?i mean really, on what planet is this a good look? do you own a mirror? you look like a sideshow. and NOT in a good way. the thug twins - adorable.

so how disappointed was i to find out the ivar's underwater billboards were a hoax?if you don't know the story, ivar's is a seafood restaurant here in seattle that's been around for, like, ever. ivar haglund played a lot of pranks and was a total character but also a visionary. a couple months ago, this story "surfaced" that ivar believed everyone would travel by submarine in the future. in the 50s to capitalize on this, he put billboards for his restaurant underwater in the puget sound. so then someone finds a map telling where the billboards are. the divers go down, pull them up, and now they're posted around the city. i pass two nearly every day.charming story, right? so now it comes out that it was a hoax. props to them for pulling it off. that's not what i'm upset about. i'm sad because it was so weird and cool that i really wanted it to be true. next you're gonna tell me elvis is dead and jamie lee curtis isn't really a sex chromosome abnormality, right?

looks like a pump, feels like a sneaker.
i think i may cry in my beer.

i think she looks like a nice vamp

i listened to the raveonettes all the way home. they kinda rock.
i love that when they used the term "vamp" that they meant it in the traditional way. c'mon, peoples! they mean theda bara vamping, not some lame ass goth slut smeared in blood! google search images for "vamp" sometime. the results are sad as hell.

on one of my very favorite little rascals shorts, a little girl with spit curls vamps wheezer, my all-time favorite rascal, so he'll give her his candy. watching a five year-old in lipstick impersonate the theda bara eye twitch is an experience. i think it should be used in schools nowadays to teach kids what's cool instead of this weird hanson-montana-little-woof-woof or whatever the hell his name is crap.

hey kids, here's your tutorial.
GOOD:BAD:SWEET:SAD:somebody shoulda invested in a morning after pill. or two. or maybe just some class. give the brats something admirable to inherit.

in my closet cleaning quest i found this great embroidered jacket i totally forgot about.just add tacky pink bridesmaid dress, mme fortuna necklace, boots and a flower and you're ready for work! if you're crazy enough to dress like me, that is.

sing along with the common people

sing along and it might just get you through.

i totally go through color phases with my clothes. it's been very black and white lately. sorta ipso facto, with louise brooks pearls thrown in for good measure.plus i match the cats.

i've also been on this total cape kick. my red plaid one is the best - it's like wearing a blanket (warmth, comfort) but pulling off that little red riding hood look as well.
heck, even buffy rocked that look.
i want one of these capes. maybe i'll make one for myself. how hilarious would that be?

someone i haven't talked to for about 16 years just e mailed me yesterday. how wacky is that? it's odd to think that someone from that long ago even remembers me, especially since we've had no contact in that entire time. it's also kinda scary because i don't so much want to know how much i have/haven't changed. i don't think i was a very nice person back then but i was 30lbs lighter, much more outgoing and confident, a bit too cocky and, well, 18 years old. who knows? maybe i'm the same and maybe that isn't such a bad thing. i'd like to think that more than my hips and boobs have grown since then. i bet he's reading this and laughing at me right now. you are, aren't you? i'm such a dork.tomorrow is payday. i'm hoping i can make enough to pay a good portion of rent. and buy some groceries. i think i'm finally graduating up from soups for good. tuesday's dinner helped a lot (thank you, frank!) and i'm feeling almost not sick. yays! now if i could just make it down to portland....