.the world through the eyes of this girl.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
inspiration from...
Sunday, March 7, 2010
alaskan summer! alaskan summer?
Friday, March 5, 2010
do barbies dream of plastic sheep...?
instead i got the barbie penthouse with the elevator - which doubled as a jet propelled rocket for barbie whenever playing with my brother. egads.
saw some pics of barbies over the years and a flood of memories came back. all nice ones. i remember my very first barbie. yeah, it was still the disco era. she was so shiny! and flammable!
after that i'm not sure of the order. but, i definitely remember having this pink barbie. it's weird how i remember parts of her like the stole and how it felt. the polka dots...:
and day to night barbie was all about her career and going out seamlessly. this jacket was velvet!:
crystal barbie! her dress and stole were probably my favorite, everrr. the more barbie wore it the more crinkly it got and all these new patterns of irridescence would form. putting her near christmas lights put me in a stupor...it was bliss. and her jewelry ahh. i wonder what this would translate to on a real girl...hmm:
i think i had this barbie...i definitely had this outfit which happens sometimes when you play with other friends barbies. you suddenly acquire the top half of an ensemble and accessories. this was also velvet - what the hell, barbie...i used what i had to fill out barbie's world and my barbies and her friends (and sometimes ken, her loving silent but strong husband) would drive around in rainbow bright's car. hey, they fit, who cares...
i'm sure i could go on forever about this but...i'll save it for some other time.
xoxo
-S
Thursday, March 4, 2010
fairisle kind of day. winter grumble, grumble.
i was bored today as soon as i got to work (quel surprise) so i drew my sweater in paintbrush. in a way also a homage to the days when paintbrush was the only way being pre-photoshop.
i also have a photo of my cozy outfit today: paint splatted squin jeans a t-shirt as thin as tissue under my fairisle sweater. it's one of the few things i still have since highschool. and being that i moved 8 million times and lost/discarded/donated mad clothes in that time it's a feat to still have something i owned in the days when kurt cobain was still alive.
way to be awesome, fairisle sweater i bought in a thriftstore in levittown, pa, way to be. awesome.
xoxo
-S