Monthly Archives: September 2008

What I Wore: 9.21.08

On our last night in Vegas, with the long hours of the inspiring Blogworld Expo behind us, Gala and I decided that we needed outfit photos in front of a hotel pool. Except, it was closed!

We made a pact that we were going to push through the doors anyway, tripod and all, even if it set off an alarm. Sure enough, the high pitched shriek of the alarm went off and we kept moving.

We set up the tripod and camera in record time, shot our pictures in five minutes flat and pushed back through the doors, setting off the alarm again. Shockingly, the security guard was on his way out to find the “intruders” and held the door open for us! Hahaha!

I wore:

Shirt, H&M
Plaid suspender skirt, H&M
Key necklace, gift
Leggings, F21
Lace-up heels, ZINDA
Red cross watch, Target

Gala wore:

Tank top, American Apparel
Skirt, H&M
Veronica shortie boots, Frye
Licorice strap ring, Tokyo Made

P.S. The lighting was pretty dark, but we did get a clearer photo of our outfits later on that night at the Hard Rock Cafe with Tim Kern’s good friend Sprinkle! (Tim is responsible for both Sprinkle’s and Gala’s amazing tattoos!)




Black & White Graphic Insight: The Handshake

The Handshake, 2008
Collage, ink and resin on wood
5 x 7 inches

For every series, I make a conscious decision to make a handful of smaller scale, more affordable pieces that are in line with the overall theme. I’ve always felt that art should be accessible and because if this, if someone cannot afford one of my larger pieces, I still want them to have an opportunity to take a piece home with them.




The Week in Pictures: 9.19.08

week in pictures nubby twiglet typography

I spent most of my week in New York holed up in the Virgo Boarding House with Gala Darling and our gracious tattooed host. In the midst of distractions including prosthetic limbs, books about serial killers, a variety of skulls and antique wheelchairs, we managed to get a surprising amount of work done.

Our nightly routine consisted of sitting on the velvet couch together, each of us working on our laptops with a movie running in the background. It was a definite bonding experience and we had many funny moments (like on Thursday at midnight when our host convinced us that the face of Jay Leno was imprinted into a tree down the street). I also chased after an ice cream truck and sat around listening to obscene amounts of George Michael with Gala. At one point, we schemed about clubbing intruders with the prosthetic leg of an obese man that resided near the couch. It was literally a solid week of nonstop twisted fun that I am very grateful for!

Last Saturday was spent in Central Park with friends from around the country (and world) for the Virgo Birthday Extravaganza and it was everything I could have hoped for. Presents, cupcakes, lady bloggers, rings and balloons only added to the magic!

The Virgo birthday night stay at the Hotel on Rivington was a hit, partly because of this view of the city from our floor-to-ceiling windows (and this shower didn’t hurt, either):

Monday day (my actual birthday) was spent recovering from the previous day’s extravaganza. Gala and I hauled our hefty birthday cake back onto the subway and after tons of traveling across the city, it was miraculously still intact!

Bianca and Eliza took me out to Death & Co. for fancy drinks on Sunday night. The bare black walls and chandeliers were totally in line with my aesthetics! We also slipped in some photo booth fun:

We finished off the evening at my favorite club night, Sway surrounded by three Colombian guys who looked like models and claimed at different points to be twins and brothers but we were having too much of a good time to question them! Later in the night, I made friends with a painter who used to live in Portland and we had a quick birthday dance and listened to Journey on my iPod. It’s nice to find little reminders of home where you’re so far away.

On Wednesday, Bianca did a photo shoot of Gala and I in the East Village streets. Creepy men kept stepping in to see what we were up to and offer their assistance. Finally, it was time say goodbye to Bianca and move onto the Meatpacking District:

At the Hotel Gansevoort, Gala and I sipped overpriced drinks and were soon being chatted up by a guy who claimed to be an ex-basketball player, a porn star, a bodyguard and to have a gunshot wound. Haha, can you tell that we weren’t impressed?

As we exited the hotel, camera crew suddenly surrounded us. The commentator asked us a bizarre series of questions and I think we held up pretty well under the pressure! It was a very odd, drawn-out experience that finally pushed us to flash our matching rings to get this hunky greaseball to back off:

Because the Virgo Boarding House was located in Brooklyn, it required a bit of a jaunt to get into the city. Completely unfazed by our lengthy treks, we made fantastic use of the subway time. Discussions included topics ranging from what hair-covered people are called (an elderly woman seated nearby looked me in the eye and sharply responded “WOLF MAN,”) to Michael Jackson’s whimsical pajama choices (lobsters, anyone)?

New York really turned on the charm this week. And now, I’m sitting in a Vegas hotel room warming up for the Blogworld Expo in the morning! I can’t believe how much has happened in a week! Life is beyond good!

P.S. An extra special thank you to Loulou for the stunning birthday present and to Gilda for inviting Gala and I along to explore the city’s finest department stores!




What I Wore: 9.17.08

I’ve been hanging out in the picture-perfect storybook version of America all week with Gala Darling. It’s quite surreal; when not wandering the streets of Manhattan, we split our days between lounging on a massive red velvet couch and a porch swing, blogging until our eyes bleed.


I wore:

Dress, H&M
Tunic, Urban Outfitters
Leggings, Forever 21
Boots, Dries Van Noten
Purse, Miu Miu
Watch, Target

Gala wore:

Sunglasses, Betsey Johnson
Black merino wool top
Skirt, H&M
Pyramid stud belt
Black stockings
Heels, Manolo Blahnik
Ring, Tarina Tarantino
Honorable Mention rosette, Femme Sud

I tried to show Gala some love, but she was totally ignoring me. Haha!

This is our usual setup at the Virgo Boarding House. It’s pretty sweet! I’m sad to be leaving tomorrow, but Vegas and a blogging convention are in order!




The Virgo Birthday Extravaganza: Afterparty Edition!


Nubs & The Corn prepare to launch! (Photo by Gilda)

After we’d returned from the Central Park Extravaganza, Gala and I invited some friends including ladybloggers Star, Gilda and Marie back to our room at the Hotel on Rivington. We soon found out that Marie had snuck along a little something extra in her bag…a corn suit!

I’d heard rumors of ‘the corn,’ but I had no idea just how full-on corny it was! As Marie tells the story, one fateful day, it was delivered to her doorstep in California under mysterious circumstances and it’s been a full-on lovefest ever since. Wherever Marie goes, the corn follows…even if it’s to someone else’s hotel room on the other side of the country. As you might have already guessed, Marie and I immediately bonded over a love of bed jumping and disturbing costumes.

Later that night, I initiated a round of the infamous Bed Jumping Olympics. The only issue was that our mattress was a Tepur-Pedic model that did not bounce. Every time I landed, I had the distinct feeling of sinking into quicksand! I tried leaping in the spirit of David Lee Roth and fell flat every time. I was quickly overcome with a feeling of total defeat.

Marie, Star and I jumped and jumped and jumped while Gala and Gilda smarty stayed on the sidelines.

What I Wore: 9.13.08 Evening

Corn, borrowed from Marie
Polkadot tights, Nordstrom
Black tunic (for modesty’s sake), LA Made
Lace-front feels, ZINDA

Of course, the corn suit alone wasn’t enough. Being the fashion plate that she is, Marie also brought along matching sunglasses. I think this is one of my better looks.

The jumping really wore me out. Later, the other lady bloggers repeatedly tried to wake me for photos, but I got grumpy and refused to sit up. There are only 4.5 lady bloggers present because I don’t quite count:

After our company left, Gala and I had one last moment of birthday bonding when we threw cakes over the balcony. The thump echoed when they hit the ground. And with that, our heads hit the pillows hard. The day was totally surreal and by far the best birthday yet. I have no idea how we’ll top this next year, but being two scheming and plotting Virgos, I’m sure we’ll figure something out!