halloween 2009 : part i
November 5, 2009



the day after the festivities
November 4, 2009

halloween frenzy
October 31, 2009
Attention —
The rest of the weekend will be spent Halloween carousing. If I am not back by Monday send the Saint Bernards. That is all.
[okay that is not a saint bernard but it is a very cute dog and i just like the photo]
feng shui pumpkin!
October 26, 2009
Finally!
A pumpkin for me. Yay!
[Seriously, are these not the coolest pumpkins you have ever seen? I know my obsession with black and white can get a little out of hand but these are too cool I must have a pumpkin this year and paint it yay!]
[They call one of those "wood grain" pumpkin but they cannot fool me that is zebra pumpkin yay!]
where those faboo pumpkins came from :
country living can you believe it?
[okay normally i do not read country living
but my amazingly stylish friend myriana
found those there she is style on the hoof]
this is freaking hilarious
October 25, 2009
This is from —
Colin Nissan at Timothy McSweeney
IT’S DECORATIVE
GOURD SEASON,
MOTHERFUCKERSI don’t know about you, but I can’t wait to get my hands on some fucking gourds and arrange them in a horn-shaped basket on my dining room table. That shit is going to look so seasonal. I’m about to head up to the attic right now to find that wicker fucker, dust it off, and jam it with an insanely ornate assortment of shellacked vegetables. When my guests come over it’s gonna be like, BLAMMO! Check out my shellacked decorative vegetables, assholes. Guess what season it is — fucking fall. There’s a nip in the air and my house is full of mutant fucking squash —
:::continue reading:::
a stiletto halloween
October 24, 2009
Stil is coming to visit —
For Halloween.
Yay!
Halloween is so going to rock.
where the art work comes from :
that is all i wanted for christmas by edward olive romantic
thanksgiving 2006
September 6, 2009
:::This day::: so clearly.
Thanksgiving in Hollywood. Circa 2006. I had places I could be. I wasn’t. I was almost Ground Zero Hollywood & Vine. Walking to the store for some forgotten item —
I remember cold. I remember abandoned pale concrete sidewalks. And I remember silent shadows in doorways. EVERY doorway. All the way down that pale concrete sidewalk. Unmoving. Alone. Forgotten. So still they did not appear human. Except they were. Human. And utterly silent. Unmoving. Uncomplaining about a present and future so bleak it injured me passing it.
When will we change this? When will we feed people? When will we care for people? When will the shame of seeing a fellow American alone, cold and hungry in a doorway on “Thanksgiving” not be enough?
this is so wrong
May 10, 2009
Yet still I post it.
Happy Mother’s Day.
return of mother’s day
May 9, 2009
It is the return of that dreaded day in May. And since I love this a lot I am bringing it back. Yay!
