I bought this hoodie back in 2002 while staying in New York. I remember wearing it for the first time to a house party in the West Village full of wealthy older Europeans who were slicing up a roasted pig on the front stoop. At the end of the night, a perfectly coiffed woman chased me down the street to find out where I had bought it. When I told her, I was shocked that she seemed familiar with Trash & Vaudeville. I went a solid four years without wearing it but recently, it seemed appropriate to pull it back out for another spin since so much of my life has come full circle since that time.
I never tire of late night visits to the Doug Fir. It’s always fun to sit around the fire in the back and listen to the rambling conversations of intoxicated patrons. As I was walking through their dark parking lot with my friend Todd on Saturday night, a cab came speeding around the corner, straight at us. Luckily, I jumped out of the way just in time. No smashed nubbles!
I think this super retro sign of perfection was on the edge of Sellwood somewhere. I discovered it while out with my dad, en route to a mansion to buy a bear head and bear rug (seriously). The mansion turned out to be the most amazing place I’d ever stepped into; I can only describe it as a French chateau with gothic accents. And, the bear rug? It’s now in my living room!
Hammer time? Perhaps. This week, I moved back into ‘the pit’ with all of the rowdy Nemo boys and when I sat down, I noticed a hammer conveniently placed on my desk. So far, I haven’t had to use it…
From a clearly subjective standpoint, my brother has very odd taste. And, since I live with him, I am a witness to the creepy things he owns every single day. All of these ‘animals’ reside in his room. Yes, that’s a stillborn baby dear. No, I won’t touch it. Mom and dad, if you’d let us have pets when we were kids, we might not have this problem.
Over the weekend, I went to an estate sale and hit the jackpot. These red handmade elfy shoes are impossibly tiny, but I had to have them. Aren’t they amazing? If I was alive in this era, I would have worn something very similar!
I’ve barely been home at all this week and now it’s time to play a very quick round of catch-up since I am taking off to Phoenix on Sunday. A copy of the new Forever 21 magazine just showed up and it’s all beyond exciting. Scans coming on Monday!
Until next week,