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Archive for the month “January, 2012”

01.30.12: Dancing in the street….

Calling out around the world
Are you ready for a brand new beat?
Summer’s here and the is right
For dancing in the street….

Deadly Mod ❤

Ah! I just love The Kinks and that song and the fact that it gets me all giddy and I end up, can you guess what I end up doing? Dancing in the street.

I just so happen to be one of those “people”, you know the ones who always look chipper and dance like no one is watching, sometimes even sing like no one can hear them? Yes, I am one of those people. I have an iPod, you know this, so why not use it to my advantage?

They’ll be dancing in Chicago
Down in New Orleans
In New York City
All we need is music, sweet music
There’ll be music everywhere
There’ll be records playing,
Dancin’ and swayin’
Dancing in the street…

Yesterday: Vintage Japanese red shirt, School girl skirt & Corduroy hat.

(I didn’t snap a photo of me yesterday so I am using a photo I took with the same outfit at Stache.)

And thus yesterday on my way to Williamsburg, I did just that! Swaying and singing to myself as I rode the train to meet a good friend of mine and head over to Foodswings in Brooklyn where they cater to the needs of vegans(and non vegans!) wanting some good ol’ comfort food.  I ordered my gluten free BBQ veggie chick’n drumsticks & metal fries which happen to be drizzled with vegan cheez, bleu cheez & hot sauce…mmm mm…just my thing, well once in a while because after it usually leaves me in a coma and I have to literally drag myself up from the seat and ride the train home feeling a bit dazed. Though I feel this way every time after indulging, it’s a need of mine to do so, for I am impulsive and love to indulge! mm….

So lets talk about the present day. This morning I got on the train carrying my guitar through rush hour: always a tedious thing and I get quite worried I will bump into something and it will be destroyed! I know this won’t happen, but you know, I try to take care of my things as best as I can. 🙂 This beloved guitar of mine has become sentimental because my friend Jen gave it to me as a gift as it was hers previously. It’s in great shape and one of my goals is to basically be able to play guitar pretty well as I enjoy writing lyrics to songs and strumming but I want to be able to really make my own music.

Basically from birth, I wanted to sing like Janis Joplin, write like Patti Smith and be able to capture the hearts of so many with my spoken word: expressing myself and having others understand what I am feeling as I share my passion. I may not be able to do that but I will be able to at least enjoy the confidence I have of the arts I enjoy: and play a sinful riff with lyrics that go along with it. This is what happens in the mind of a toddler who grew up with art in her veins.

I am mod about this purple & blue thrift dress I picked up that instantly cheers me up. (It's forever 21 but bought it thrift.)

Well, doesn’t matter what you wear
Just as long as you are there
So every guy grab a girl
Every night around the world…

I may be a dreamer but I am not the only one…

Go Meat Free today for Meat Free Monday!

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01.29.12: I was a mod before you was a mod….

Dreams.

I can go anywhere anytime I choose
I will never ever be a substitute
Just set me free and then you’ll watch me fly
And heaven knows I’m a lucky guy
Drop some blues and away we go
Taking a trip down to the coast
Oh yeah…..

I would LOVE taking a trip down to the coast as I would ride on a scooter, that’s what my dream was last night…flying down the coast wearing a parka and letting the wind take me where I need to go. Cliche? Yes, exciting? Even more so….

I was mod before you was a mod
I was mod before you was a mod
And you take me to a higher ground
The coolest love that I have ever found
Just set me free and then you watch me fly
And heaven knows I’m a lucky guy…

Saturday didn’t have a blog entry because I knew I would be doing quite a bit during the day and into the evening. That night the plan was to go to a Soul Dance party in Brooklyn at a record shop, absolutely my thing! So I got all dressed up: did my makeup very mod, I usually do but this time I went all out and chose a simple outfit which mainly included just thrift store items I picked up here and there (obviously my theme color for the day was purple):

Later on I received a call and Kate and I decided that I would run up to her apartment and we see where the night takes us. She had a bottle of wine, 60s rock records (mod!) and where did the night go? It was FAB! We go-go danced the night away, took silly photos and brain stormed for new ideas; you will find those out when the time comes.

Got the Go: 60s go-go music

I look cool in my bowling shoes
My Ben Sherman shirt is a classic shade of blue
‘Cause I was a mod before you was a mod
Yeah I was mod before you was a mod
We’re moving out on a cool dance floor
You’re taking me down to a distant shore….

Something about me and Kate is that we speak excitedly about mod culture and fashion and she gets me, not many do but if you look back: this style actually keeps getting revived for a reason. It was a rule breaker and Jeez, I fit right in that category. 80s culture revived the 50s and 60s with a bang and we like it. I feel when I meet another mod; we are kindred souls because we belong in Europe, in the 60s and like in my dream: riding a scooter with a parka speaking mockney…ahh the passions we find in life and this is just one of them.

Don't leave us hanging on the telephone...

One of the best experiences in life can be when you least expect them. In this being, I am a spontaneous person; I try to set plans and sometimes succeed but usually fate steps in and my path changes. This is when I meet special people in my life or get up and in the past, moved away somewhere far off and not return for quite some time to NYC (I always return to New York). I am a free spirit, dancing through my life and I look back knowing I chose to succeed: with experience.

Last night turned out to be another exciting experience…dancing the night away with a bottle of wine. I love record parties.

Earlier on in the day I went to the Brooklyn China town with my roommate and as we dodged people we heard a crowd up ahead and realized that the new year was going on. Watching them dance in Pokemon costumes and dragons we clapped (well i clapped) along with them for a few minutes while sipping on my vegan bubble tea (just another addiction!).

One of the things I love most about the China town is that I love the fashions that they have: very, well mod. Cute little skirts, dresses with lace collars & lace linings; things I would normally wear but won’t buy because I know they were most likely made in sweatshops and I am confident in my ethics and don;t buy anything made at a sweatshop (at least I try not to). We went food shopping and every time we go there I always end up with: nori, mochi, ginger chews, some odd fruit & more nori and a bubble tea. I really need to go visit Asia.

I’m taking a trip down to the coast
I’m digging the scenes that I dig the most
And I was mod before you was a mod
Yeah I was mod before you was a mod

And I figure, it’s time to take a trip on a scooter.

Rachel Kay telephone

Shhh, I am on the telephone.

01.27.12: We all live in a yellow submarine..

In the town where I was born,
Lived a man who sailed to sea,
And he told us of his life,
In the land of submarines…..

The epic 60s Beatles film, Yellow Submarine is just another one of my many favorite movies growing up that always seems to bring back memories every time I watch it presently. I remember waking up to the Beatles and or I would be showering in the morning as a child and my father would be playing his records in the other room. I would sing along to all of my favorites back then and currently: The Beatles, The Monkees, Jimi Hendrix & The Doors (and many others) would blur out to me through the walls and I’d be singing along at the top of my lungs.

I was no doubt a Beatles fanatic growing up & drawing yellow submarines on my school folders, watching the movies when friends came over and watching “Thomas The Engine” just so that I can watch Ringo Starr act.  I would call myself Lucy (as in Lucy in the sky with diamonds) and purposely have my father bring me up to Strawberry Fields as much as possible. I’d enjoy every Paul McCartney film, pretend I am in a pure white room like in the Imagine video with a piano as I close my eyes and listen to John Lennon sing about peace.

So we sailed on to the sun,
Till we found the sea green,
And we lived beneath the waves,
In our yellow submarine….

Flowers in my hair, something I was able to do quite often as I grew up traveling with my family to where our friends lived in the country (and I mean all over the country). During the summers I would be taken out of the city and we would usually live out of cars or buses with rainbow flags and again, lots of flower power. This might be a reason why I love road trips so much because I would wake up in the morning, squinting to the sun and feel the slight rejuvenating chill that awoken me in the first place and asking someone around me where we were. I would enjoy waking up in anywhere from Maine to Nevada to New Mexico and run outside to feel the earth between my toes and my fingers and bask in the sun.

My summer dresses were long and flowery (Gunne Sax style) and I would twirl in the sun with my friends as we ran through fields soaking in what nature has given us: peace. We lived free from restraints during the summers as we would fall asleep in beautifully crafted teepee’s to the camp fire’s shadows dancing on the walls. My memories are full of sweet, serenity from my childhood as I look back now, singing “Puff The Magic Dragon”  with my friends as we went on hunts to find, crystals.

Let’s journey to the present times with my outfit for the day:

Vegan corduroy motorcycle jacket; Yellow J.Crew Skirt(bought at Thrift store).

Vintage 60s Scarf designed by @Vera"

When I wear yellow: I usually sing the Yellow Submarine to myself and marvel at the artwork that went into the film..maybe this is why I love color blocking so much? I love to mix yellow with purple, currently. Just please take a moment and marvel at the imagination that went into designing the artwork for this film:

Yellow Submarine Poster...

Even though I know that this movie did not involve the Beatles in this project very much at all, even the voices weren’t them in the movie itself and all they really did was support the films existence, it still strikes me as one of my favorites. (Though I love all the Beatles movies, especially Hard Days Night and Help).

And our friends are all aboard,
Many more of them live next door,
And the band begins to play…..

Before I close today’s post with a fun picture: I want to say thank you to the friends I saw last night at Vegan Drinks for the compliments that I have received on the blog. I enjoy that my friends appreciate listening to my babble as much as I love writing it. 🙂 It was a fun night filled with lots of treats….mmm mmm!

Mod Dance!

We all live in a yellow submarine,
yellow submarine, yellow submarine,
We all live in a yellow submarine,
yellow submarine, yellow submarine…..

And believe me, I would love to live in a yellow submarine over the weekend.

Happy Friday!

1.26.12: The chef prepares a special menu. For your delight, oh my. Tonight you fly, so high up in the Vanilla Sky…..

Open your eyes…

Open your eyes….

I didn’t exactly wake up with a lady’s voice blaring to me from an alarm clock telling me to open my eyes, but I am a lucid dreamer and the movie, Vanilla Sky actually affects me. It’s definitely in one of my top 10 films to see and it’s a clear hint because Tom Cruise’s character actually has a large framed movie poster from another favorite of mine:  “Jules et Jim” (A black and white french film that was filmed in 1962)…

1962 Film Poster

I opened my eyes and saw that today IS a new day, a new outfit. Daily routine just as yesterday, picking out my outfit with Vegan drinks tonight in mind I settled on:

A vintage dress I bought 11 years ago at Cheap Jacks in NYC from the 70's. Disco, a bit but still has a mod cut. Vintage belt: Beacons Closet. Vintage bow Headband while wearing my hair naturally wavy for Diana.

Your life is fine
It’s sweet and sour
Unbearable great
You’ve got to learn
every hour, you must appreciate.

Obviously, I feel like shining tonight in this outfit as everything from the Burgundy velvet dress to the headband has some sort of sparkle. That’s because in my Vanilla dream: I sparkle.

I believe in lucid dreaming, as when I am there: I actually realize I am dreaming and am able to explore this world as much I like and sometimes, I wish I can stay there. I can hike to the tallest of mountains or visit friends in other countries or have some hot romance. Of course, I also realize I must return to reality and wake up aware of what I just was able to encounter while I sleep….

This is your time,
This is your day.
You’ve got it all.
Don’t blow it…away.

Sometimes keeping a dream journal (something I have to get back into routine) I would wake up and jot down several bits and pieces and analyze them later, just out of habit and good fun. Do I believe in dream definitions? Not really…our minds just work in amazing and beautiful ways. intriguing I must say because we shall never know, Freud believed in lucid dreaming and I know I live it once in a while.

Snail or fish,
Ballon or dolphin
See your silver shine.

Last night turned out to be a pretty relaxing evening with my mom as we wandered the East Village and over to Kate’s joint, a local veg hang out & then on over to Lula’s where I ordered my sundae:

Mint Chocolate Chip & Chocolate Fudge Swirl Ice Cream with Caramel Sauce and coconut whip cream with a cherry! nomnomnom

I savored every last moment of eating that sundae and made jokes about drowning into a huge vat of Mint ice cream…mmm. I bumped into my friend Melissa and my mom took a few photos of me with her lovely little dog…I’ll post those when I get them. We wandered a bit longer after that  went home where I relaxed the rest of the night. My roommate surprised me with a Hello Kitty Robe that I had been eyeing (love!)  and I couldn’t wait to be able to wear it around the house.  I’ll soon take pictures of me in that for a blog entry in the future on sleep wear.

Today is a Vanilla Sky ..you know that scene where he wakes up in the morning and runs to Times Square? It’s a bit cloudy out, well that’s where my mind is right now. Just a little bit cloudy. I may like chocolate but I love living vanilla…a soft comforted life. Sweet, and lasting….

UPDATE:  I was recently interviewed by PETA for their Volunteer Spotlight and the interview came out today:  Click down there:

Peta Volunteer Spotlight

I shall bid you goodbye till my next post and bid you to dream sweetly tonight till you must…Open your eyes and enjoy reality. (Just as I am!)

Life can't get any better than a candid shot. 🙂

The chef prepares a special menu
for your delight, oh my.
Tonight you fly, so high up
in the Vanilla Sky…
in the vanilla,uh, in the vanilla,oh, in the vanilla sky.
in the vanilla,ah, in the vanilla,uh, in the vanilla sky.
Mmmmm..in the Vanilla Sky….

And now I want vanilla ice cream.

1.25.12: Here comes the sun, and I say It’s all right……

Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right…………..
Cold & lonely was my late evening feeling into the early morning…..

I struggled to get myself up and out of bed and to get dressed for work while still trying to recall everything that had gone on from the night before and realizing I probably said some things I regret now.

I finished my daily routine picking out a bright outfit, hopped on the train and tried to ignore some songs playing on my iPod. When exiting  at the station stop near my job…the right song came on my iPod and I thought maybe, just maybe: The sun will come.  Beatles filled my heart with Here comes the sun and I smiled, for the first time this morning.

Today has been long…and a bit draining: I just want to go home and curl up but I promise myself I would go to a spa & enjoy myself a bit & meet my mum. I may even go to Lula’s Sweet Apothecary to get a nice large sundae, that may do the trick! Feeling brave indeed, I can not let myself feel anymore negative  than I have today.  I have to many aspects of my life to be proud of:

I have loving friends & family…

I love to volunteer & love other living beings and will give my soul to nurture others. This is not a negative thing but an added charm to my personality that sometimes, actually usually; people do not understand and get scared away because I am so open about how I feel.  I am sensitive and sometimes emotional and passionate. I find that in today’s society; not many others are. Maybe at first but then their true colors show through and I see that they are cookie cutters who live within the box of safe reality. On the other hand; I live outside of it. I break rules because life has no rules. I am true to myself and true to my close friends…. Is it because I was born in the year of the Dog? Ha! Loyal in friendship…I will always be there. And you know what? I AM PROUD of myself.

If someone can’t take the heat of my personality: it’s their loss because I am one loving person. And yes, I will think of them often, I always miss people when they choose to leave me but I just know I am not easily forgotten and I am sure they will not be forgotten either.

Now back to Lula’s and Ice Cream:

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right

Maybe I will get a cup of Mint Chocolate Chip in honor of my outfit for today…

Mint Chocolate Chip...carry me away.

My outfit is a vintage 70s denim green skirt & a vintage mint green sweater I purchased from Rags-ago-go in Union Square to create a casual mod 70s look.

It seems that every time I have been rather down in my life I always end up having a scoop of Mint Chocolate Chip Vegan Ice Cream and it has ALWAYS helped. Today, I just decided to go with the outfit without noticing to casually lift my spirits today…..and you know what? It did…

Tomorrow is a new day …and a new outfit.

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right

01.24.12: You’re so vain, you probably think this song is about you…..Don’t you?

If you know me, you know that I really am not vain…..

Last night was about me as I strolled over to the Bowery near the West Village and to 9 Bleeker, the Yippie Museum Cafe to check on some things, catch up with my mom and watch the Chinese New Year event a bit.

Whenever I am strolling in the city, I need my iPod in fact sometimes I can not even imagine living without it (though I had for a few weeks this summer!), you notice that NYC has a soundtrack because every song that comes on affects you.  As certain songs came on, I realized, right now, is a date with myself and I can be as vain as I choose. I held my chin up high, walking directly towards the direction I was going and without a care in the world dodged people, and chaos.

This city is a lonely place, I have many wonderful friends but deep down; sometimes I am just..alone. New York is known for everyone having busy schedules and barely anytime for anyone else but themselves.  I don’t believe in this, I believe in going out of my way to see the people I miss most. But last night, as I briskly walk to the West Village I just realize, I should throw myself into moments such as these, where for once I can just enjoy my time. That’s right, MY time for now. The rain felt nice on my head as I let my obvious natural waves soak in the drops. I felt revived, for just that instant.

I met up with my mother and we walked to Rice, one of my favorite places to eat in the West Village, not only do they have a separate vegan menu but they are mostly gluten free..this make someone with my allergies and restrictions a very happy lady. After sipping a glass of White wine, enjoying the company of my mother and basically confiding details of my everyday life to her, it is easy to see why I love my mom, really, she supports me in every decision I make and is ultimately proud of me and she means it.  I may have ended up with my father’s confidence and strength to view my opinions and stand up for my rights (not to mention activism) but I ended up with my mothers love and empathy.  Without these two people, I would not be the beautiful…and honestly, not so vain person that I am.

Still a little bit at peace with that glass of wine I decided that we would stroll on over to Whole Foods where I had to do a bit of shopping, and that’s exactly what I did. My favorite two items were: Lavender Bath Salts & Jasmine/Lavender incense, yes…this is my way of romancing MYSELF. Decadence at it’s finest.  🙂

Delicious.

We chatted a bit more and I let her listen to some nice music on my iPod,  she enjoyed it, closing her eyes and apparently moved by the vocals.

After leaving each other on the train I decided though it was late, I would take a stroll in Park Slope, why? Because I wanted inspiration; I am craving a slight get away and needed this as a little pick me up though the evening fell a bit brisk with the rain..I got off the train at Union Street in Brooklyn and half ran some of the way until I decided to get on the train again. The conclusions I come to myself as I do this are always rejuvenating, I am filled with joy as I run: yes in heeled boots and carrying a purse, but the energy that seizes me is intense.

When I arrived home, I spent the rest of the night first watching a bit of  TV with Jacquelyn &  enjoying a peaceful bath with my new bath salts. When I returned to my room I lit the incense and soaked in the sweet aroma of having the rest of the night to myself.

And now I bring you to my outfit for today:

Local Design Retro Dress

Black & Red Bow Cardigan

This morning I stepped out to the bright of the sun’s rays;

So I run, and I run, to the bright and shining sun
Yes I run and I run to the bright and shining sun

And again, feeling positive, turned up my iPod and briskly walked to the subway with my chin held up high, I knew that this would be just another lovely day in my life and there is no need to feel lonely when I have so many wonderful people by my side but most of all, I have myself.

So I run, and I run, to the bright and shining sun
Yes I run and I run, to the bright and shining sun
I won’t let the days melt into a haze,
I want to feel my heart I want to be amazed
So I run and I run to the bright and shining sun….

(First songs lyrics: You’re so vain by Carly Simon and second song  “To the Bright and Shining Sun” lyrics are by my long time friends band: The Walls,  (Dublin, Ireland) & the word for today is: swimmingly….

01.23.12: Love Reign O’er me…..

Only love
Can bring the rain
That makes you yearn to the sky.
Only love
Can bring the rain
That falls like tears from on high.

Love Reign O’er me…..

This song happens to be from one of my all time favorite movies, Quadrophenia. If you know me, I constantly mention it and will go out of my way to see it almost, (well), monthly.  But, I will wait another time to actually type up a whole post, and or several posts dedicated to this epic cult classic, film. Quadrophenia was written, directed and produced by the band, The Who with their rhythmic songs throughout the movie you don’t know whether to relax and watch it and or dance to it. Are you a Mod or a Rocker? Well, watch the movie and you’ll find out. This movie happens to also be Sting’s first acting role as a mod, and he played it well.

Today I awoke to rain outside my window that reminded me of when I lived in Dublin: slight mist, about 40 degrees and the kind of sprinkles that either you really don’t need your umbrella but you’d prefer it, this is not what mother nature intended us do in this type of overcast; she intends us to bathe ourselves in it, enjoy it.   I hurriedly chose my outfit that reminds me kind of the one I wore yesterday as I am again wearing yellow tights(I have two pairs!) and a black dress but decided to throw on one of my favorite long cardigan sweaters and my favorite vintage  blue necklace.

Color Blocking....on a rainy day.

So tonight, I will choose not to use my umbrella as I decide to run over to “The Yippie Museum Cafe”, a cafe with a historical background in the West Village that I am on the board of directors of.  Tonight we will be holding a celebration of the Chinese New Year.  9 Bleeker Street (or what I grew up calling it ” Number 9″) was first rented in 1973 by The Youth International Party, which included at one point activists and heroes, Abbie Hoffman(of the Chicago 7th), Dana Beal, Jerry Rubin, Paul Krassner & Aron Kay (my father), A.J. Weberman (my uncle) & many other people. The Yippie Museum cafe is now chartered by The New York Board of regents to preserve the history behind it.

The cafe strives to hold events in support of activism going on all over the world; holding benefits for Occupy Wall Street, peace benefits & numerous other demonstrations. We also hold comedy shows, open mics and continuously and will always be dedicated to the artist community. When you walk the sweet smells of different teas, vegan pastries and food  and coffee will seize you.  I can guarantee you will witness old hippies still wearing their tye-dye’s from the 60’s debating on the different era’s the political state of world has been in and or see hipsters/mods & even suits ordering coffee and sitting down to enjoy and take in the art while they are on their laptops taking freedom of the wi-fi.  I love hanging out here not only because of my history with growing up here but because it is home to me.

My birthday this year will be held here with a theme of the 60s, mod clothes appreciated! On April 12th in honor and donation of the  Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary.  So clearly, I am looking for a band that can play 50s, 60s & 70s music so I can rock out to The Beatles, The Kinks, The Monkees etc….while wearing my go-go boots. This cafe will be turned into Andy Warhol’s factory for the night and it will be epic. (The band must also know how to play Oasis songs :)) Obviously, I am very excited for this…and will be sending out invites in the next few months.

Now that I mentioned Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary, I should speak briefly on it before I write that long post, as well. I first found out about Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary about 3 years ago as I am vegan (wait, you know that!) and believe in volunteering as much as I can. I have been volunteering for them for over 2 years now first starting with heading up there as much as I can and then doing the “Ask a Vegan” booth in NYC (usually Union Square) where people can come up to me and my fellow volunteer and ask us questions and pick up literature on how to go vegan, the sanctuary etc. Then  continuing to volunteer for our summer concerts we held 2 years ago where Moby & Sean Lennon has performed to help raise money for the farm.  I continue to volunteer and raise benefits. Jenny and Doug have become wonderful friends of mine and they inspire me because they really do give it their all where the  over 200 loving beings live happy and peaceful lives. 🙂

Dylan, the cow, who I have watched grow! & Pogo, the cat.

It is my #1 tradition that every birthday I go up and spend time with the sentient beings I love & care about (though I go up as much as I can throughout the year!).  Obviously, with the picture above, I am wearing my vintage 70s jacket while I cuddle with just two of my favorite critters up there. Dylan, the cow and I are very close and he recognizes me every time he sees me; running towards my voice and bending his head down to me to scratch it. He has licked me & he just melts my heart.

So now that you know what I will be planning for my birthday weekend….and it’s not even close to here yet and that I absolutely love the movie Quadrophenia as well as that I am looking for a band to play at my birthday..I will bid you all goodbye for now.

Please stop by the cafe for any of our events and you might actually bump into me at one. 🙂 (Like tonight!)

Yippie museum cafe is located at: 9 Bleeker Street in NYC.  Please check out Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary at www.woodstocksanctuary.org. 

On the dry and dusty road
The nights we spend apart alone
I need to get back home to cool cool rain.
The nights are hot and black as ink
I can’t sleep and I lay and I think
Oh God, I need a drink of cool cool rain……

And Happy Chinese New Year! I was born in the year of the dog. (Makes sense if you know me, right?)

01.22.12: First day of my life…..

This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed
They’re spreading blankets on the beach….

I was blinded by the blanket of snow yesterday morning when I woke up, yes, it’s not so much the rain but it still was snowing pretty hard. I woke up with Diana in the morning and we continued to have our slumber party as we sit on my bed doing our makeup and fixing up for the day at the same time as watching the movie with Anna Faris, “What’s your number?” ….

Good Morning!

We were acting pretty silly in this photo as I have a puffy headband on my head and Diana is sporting a side pony tail. This is what fun is made, especially waking up to the first snow storm of the year. I headed into Manhattan that afternoon  to stand in front of INTERMIX. A few of us were out there through the snow and after we ran over to S’nice for a bit of warm food and relaxation and then I ran to Sephora and did my nails:

Bringing back the multi color nails!

I returned home and ended up relaxing the rest of the night, listening to some good tunes and spending time with my roommate. Sometimes, this is all I crave: to do absolutely…nothing.

This morning I awoke to the first song of my day: Daydream Believer….

Oh, I could hide ‘neath the wings of the bluebird as she sings
The six o’clock alarm would never ring
But it rings and I rise wipe the sleep out of my eyes
The shavin’ razor’s cold, and it stings..

It’s quite intriguing how the first song of the day that you hear can sometimes set what you might feel the rest of the day. I am daydreaming….and relaxing. I have a lot to do today but I decided to also take it easy at the same time. Especially as I sip my beloved tea and write out this blog.

Today I felt like wearing flashes of color over a simple black dress:

Snow bunny...Cardigan: Beacons Closet. Dress: Urban Outfitters(13 years ago), Boots: Steve Madden, Tights: Beacons Closet, Headband:Vintage, Jewelery: Cow Hugging Necklace from Vegan Etsy and vintage bracelet with an Aries symbol. Belt: Vintage.

I am in what i call a stoic state of mind right now as today I was invited to a Wetlands party at Brooklyn Bowl. If you have never heard of Wetlands: The Wetlands Preserve was a live music venue in Tribeca, New York City, that closed in 2001. The club was located on Hudson and Laight Streets, near the Holland Tunnel. Founded by Larry Bloch on February 14, 1989, the club was a center for environmental activists. – taken from wikipedia.

I grew up going to Wetlands to see numerous bands, watch as my father and his friends took part in projects for the club and or attended it’s parties. I remember every moment like it was just yesterday; I met dozens of intriguing musicians, artists whom have made their art into their careers. Again, just inspiring! How would life be without having inspiration? Meeting someone who can inspire you with their poem? Only recently, I met a poet and he recited one of his to me a few weeks ago; this indeed was one of those moments in my life where inspiration brings you to where you are currently. I exclaimed how much his reciting filled me with such joy, almost with tears in my eyes. (I truly am sensitive and words can affect me very deeply). I thank him for sharing his words with me.

Anyway, tonight’s benefit for Wetlands is actually also a yearly anniversary (sigh) of someone who passed away and each year we hold a concert in his behalf, David Nolan. Dave Nolan was a very close family friend of mine and he left behind his sweet daughter and wife…I miss him so much. He was someone who REALLY knew his music; a radio dj, recorded for bands and worked with music all his life. He was a true inspiration and I will always miss him.

Until next time….toodles!

01.20.12: Youthquake! The 1960s Fashion Revolution at F.I.T in NYC!

Cheers!

Bright blue panty hose in original packaging; Cardstock envelope printed with colored horizontal bands over photo of model Twiggy's face.


Thank to my mum, Iris,  and her absolute desire for vintage fashions & fabrics she posted about this event going on at the F.I.T. museum in NYC  that opens on March 6th & runs through to April 7th, 2012. This excited me and I will be sure NOT to miss it.

I really need everything on this page or at least to find it and wear it for just ONE day (to post pictures on this blog of course!).  I mean look at some of the items they will have on display for me to drool over, basically I will just be daydreaming as I walk through the museum just hoping one day I will find the perfect paper dress. This one being of Bob Dylan- it’s simply poetic. I am already imaging what outfit I will be wearing and the photos I will be taking….but for now: I must wait, patiently for my dream exhibit to appear before my very mod-like eyes.

 

paper dress: A line mini dress in white non-woven fabric with engineered photo print of Bob Dylan's face in black stipled dots; sleeveless, with open round neck and velcro closure at left shoulder

I can just imagine wearing this little number out with the other birds to a go-go with some high boots and my hair high in a 60s style pony tail or down with a head band dancing toThe Who or The Monkees.

Bronze lamé sleeveless A-line mini shift; squared neckline, shoulder yoke, princess torso and wide hem band with CF kick pleat; vertical stand pockets below hip line; topstitched


And of course: My favorite, the absolute accessory that I must figure out a way to get other than this: I would wear these with every last go-go dress, 50s dress, swing dress, A-line dress…She loves them (yeah yeah yeah)…

Stylized slip-ons; light blue denim with black "Beatles" print including names and faces; white rubber sole

So let me just talk a little bit more about my slight (ok rather immense) obsession with wanting a paper dress: yes, I know, it would possibly rip the minute I try to break out my dancing boots(you know, the go-go’s) or it might rain the day I decide to wear one, but ever since I read about them and saw them as something that Andy had made popular: I told myself I need one of those. I need to just hang it;frame it. Any of the prints are marvelous. Why does modern fashion not come up with odd ideas that actually make someone stand out? This is just another reason why mod is my lifestyle; mods stand out, with very proper fashion and always looking their best. Alas, I will fantasize until I miraculously bump into one at a vintage store and pay as much as I can to own one….

 

Check out more information at the F.I.T. website and maybe I will see you there!

http://www.fitnyc.edu/12043.asp

 

 

 

01.20.12: Using Mockney:

I am going to try to incorporate this slang into some of my posts, innit?So get ready to listen to some of my mockney:

A Mockney Glossary:
Cheers: Hello, I am in fine spirits. How do you fare? What say you – shall we drink?
(n.b., cheers is a multi-purpose greeting, salutation, thanks, and farewell, and is appropriate in any given situation one can name. It is not possible to over-use this word, so make sure you say it loudly and often.)

Mate: Old friend, casual acquaintance, passing chimmney sweep, etc. (Indeed, “mate” might refer to anyone one might know. Like “cheers”, it is impossible to over-use this word, and the more you say it the more your peers will be aware of your authentic Mockney mastery.)

Wotcha: Salutations. I trust the day finds you well?

Cock: Chum, pal. To be used advisedly and with care. “Wotcha Cock” is perfectly acceptable, while the innocent question “And will your cock be joining us tonight?” may be considered a faux pas.

Cor: I say!

Blimey: Well I never. This is a proper surprise. (n.b: Blimey is a very strong swearword, and should be used advisedly, and never in mixed company.)

Oi!: You there, desist and pay me attention immediately or I shall be forced to call a constable.

Innit: Wouldn’t you agree?

Not On Your Nelly: Given present conditions, your suggestion is so unlikely to find favour that it’s very airing seems mere folly on your part.

Toodle-pip!: Cheerio!

Shut it!: That’s quite enough of that talk for now, thank you.

Arse: Hard work. (e.g.: “I say mates, this is a bit of an arse, what?”)

Sod: Person of low character, to whom the sobriquet “mate” can most definitely not be applied.

Kiddy-fiddler: Person of ill repute.

Bird: Lady of no particular repute.

Pukka: Please punch me in the nose.

Jam Jar: Jar in which preserved fruit is to be found.

Fish: Rhyming Slang. Fish and chip = chippy = hippy.

Jarvis: Rhyming Slang. Jarvis=cocker= door knocker.

Damon: Toff. Of obscure origin.

Britpop: Rhyming slang. Britpop = drop, e.g. “I hear Shed Seven have been Britpopped from their record label.”

 

– I took the graphic from www.uppers.org (A Mod site!)

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