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Living as a Mod in the 21st century: MODernists.

The bitter sweet story of our lives
For your attention
Another brigades of boys is riding on
No more questions
Prepare all yourself tonite
These boys coming back to town
You better listen up for yourself
For tonite the boys gonna shout
No more waiting
Starting the heat and dance with the beat,
Keep on singing

 

You can call me Old-Fashioned but:

 

As a young girl growing up in South Brooklyn with a father who still lived like it was the 60s and a mother who encouraged that very traditional style; my life was that of a retro photograph; a bit grainy but the colors were majestic.  My older brother’s hair was cut to that of a true 70s boy and my own hair was shaped just as a 60s Mod girl would wear hers with bangs and always trimmed close to the shoulders. My favorite colors were always that of a “Mod dart”: Red, Blue and white. Yes, I wore other colors quite a bit but you hand me over something somewhat Nautical and I’d probably do the twist. In my personal opinion; it was swinging to be smartly dressed.

I didn’t quite love the Tye-dyed shirts my father would throw on me but what I did adore were the beautiful A-Line little girl’s dressed my Grandma Mary would send me monthly. I’d run to the package, ripping it open and always excited to see what was inside; school girl dresses with Peter Pan collared shirts, ;lace trims and pockets, lots of little pockets in my dresses. I’d put on my (one size to big) Mary-Jane shoes that she’d pack in and change about a dozen times, trying each item on and categorizing little outfits. Does this sound like me? Yes, I still get excited over shopping just as much as I did when I was a little girl, growing up in South Brooklyn.

My life wasn’t always pretty dresses and Mary-Jane shoes but it’s what gave me a sense of pleasure: my own taste, my style. I loved the songs of the 60s starting with The Beatles, The Who, The Kinks, Velvet Underground, The Small Faces, The Creation, The Action, The Smoke, John’s Children, The Rolling Stones; much to most of my friends utter disappointment as at other child gatherings I’d be the first to throw on a Francis Hardy song over Milla Vanilli.

Now that there is a true revival going on overseas: I am truly excited. People are beginning to understand the style of the Beat. It’s not just a “fashion”, it’s a life style. Clean; Sharp, Elegant and colorful; we are not afraid to cross the boundaries of today’s society.

Personally, I am tired of the same boring knit and those Bondage shift dresses? I hate them. Why should ANYTHING be that tight?, I love simple darts that clearly accentuate your figure but not mummify it.
Don’t get me started on the music of today: it’s called modern, not “MODern”, it’s repetitive and in my opinion, not as fun to dance to. I simply adore a dance where I can pour baby powder on the floor and do the twist!
Last weekend my friend brought me on his Scooter and we scooted on over to the Smorgasburg (in Williamsburg), where we checked out the record fair. This was basically one of those days that I was hoping for.  Great Vegan Food, a scooter and RECORDS, basically more of my life’s simply pleasures.

 

Don’t just watch and acting cool
You better ask yourself for more
You better listen up for yourself
We are the mods, we are the mods
We are, we are, we are the mods
Don’t just watch and acting cool
You better ask yourself for more
You better listen up for yourself
We are the mods, we are the mods
We are, we are, we are the mods!

 

I am truly glad there is a revival but I call on all Mods to stand up and show yourselves, especially in the New York City area:

Here are some Northern Soul Parties that you can go to so you can dance all the night to some Northern Soul Beats as well as Britpop:

The Delancey; Tuesday nights at 10pm.

& Northern Soul Nights that happen once every 6 weeks: I’ll post more information later. They have a dance contest and this night is run by my friend Paulie; yes, I am a “mod” about it.

You can buy some “new” Mod threads and outfits at Hamlet’s Vintage in the East Village. Hamlet even redesigned an amazing Mod dress and they sold out in weeks.

You can contact me and we can have some record parties and listen to 60s ToyTown Music (Yes!).

I am a Mod; living in the 21st Century.

 

 

For my own well being- a spree, of sorts.

And so it is…

If there is anything that I have needed to do and haven’t done in awhile is go to a Stache Vintage Secret Sale at my friend Jennifer’s studio in Williamsburg where she sells a wide range of vintage clothing and interior design pieces. It truly is not only one of my favorite places to shop as I am a vintage collector and it’s just like heaven to me, but it’s always always a nice chance to catch up with Jennifer while she pours me a few glasses of Champagne and this time there was a special treat: Vegan gluten-free cupcakes with Tiffany Blue frosting baked by my close friend and roommate: Jacquelyn of Vegan Bun Buns.

Stache Vintage

Growing up as the daughter of a Famous Yippie Activist definitely had an impact on my life, I always felt like an outsider growing up in Brooklyn and going to inner city schools with kids my own age. My life was not particularly like the other children I knew  and I was just starting to get used to the fact of that. I’d stroll through the very populated gritty streets of New York, looking at the other people passing by me and just question: Why?

Why do I look this way? Why are my parents and family friends so different than everyone else? Why do I have wavy hair?Why did he not call? Did I do something wrong? How can I make myself be appreciated more?

I would pick out flaw after flaw of myself and worry (sometimes still do! much to my friends disapproval) about situations I’d create within my own self. Fears of being forgotten, left behind they all would appear to be beneath the surface but if you really knew me, I’d probably show you each and every one of my self-doubt.

But then as time went on and I realized the “Why” has such an impact on my own psyche that I had to change it to: “How?” How can I be a giving person? How can I love? How can I succeed? And currently, finally safe and secure in my own shoes: I say: I am indeed a beautiful, confident and loving person with a strong personality.

Don’t get me wrong, I do have some down days but since I’ve decided to take life into my own hands & soul: follow more dreams, go for some mini vacations and enjoy time with friends and family and of course indulge in chocolate and wine and all sorts of delicious vegan foods! It really does a great deal of positivity for your confidence and makes everyday so much more beautiful than the last.

I love my friends, especially this girl: We have basically repeated ourselves over and over about how we will always be activists, grow old as activists and even with our Canes, graying hair and wrinkles: we
‘ll always stand up for what we believe. My friends; inspire me.

Ashley Byrne & I at the Sea Shepherd New York S'mores Party at VSpot.

Ashley Byrne & I at the Sea Shepherd New York S’mores Party at VSpot.

Volunteering? All the time. It’s my life. Come out to Vegans drinks on August 30th at Fontana’s in Manhattan at 7pm for a night of raffle prizes and vegan food from Clementine Bakery to benefit Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary.

So, for the sake of taking care of myself and purchasing a few new vintage items I am going to try to start my daily pictures again.
Which will include my makeup, as much as I can. Did I ever mention that I am slightly makeup obsessed? I freelance as a makeup artists and usually offer that as my gift to Animal Organizations to include in raffle prizes: Makeup with Animals by Rachel.

90s grunge look. Stache Vintage dress and 50s slip. $45.00

Makeup: All cruelty free and vegan items from Obsessive Compulsive Cosmetics & Urban Decay.

Obsessive Compulsive Cosmetics: Lip Tar: Hush, Cheeks: I like to use a little bit of lip tar on my cheeks and they mix nicely so it was Narcissist & hush mixed on the palm of my hand and tapped lightly.  Eyes: OCC loose pigment. (I can’t see the name!)

Urban Decay: Rock star eye liner & Stray eyeshadow. and for concealer I used Aveda & a bit of Zuzu powder! (both also cruelty free and vegan).

You can be beautiful with or without makeup but whatever you do so decide to choose: Make it vegan because there are other beautiful beings on this earth that do not deserve the torture of being tested on for our own self benefits.

Also, I must take this time to ask everyone to sign a petition to stop the cruelty of Horse Carriages and call your local Councilman. Yesterday, there was yet another Horse-Car accident and the Horse was down in the street.

Please help us stop this madness!

Go to: Http://www.NYCLASS.org and read up on the information.

Just own the night, like the 4th of July

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

‘Cause baby, you’re a firework
Come on, show ’em what you’re worth
Make ’em go, oh
As you shoot across the sky

Happy Belated 4th of July!
Vintage Shirt dress & Belt: Hamlet’s Vintage.
Check out Hamlet’s vintage!

As I look back on the past year and realize what has changed in my life since then it truly is just brilliant.

I have become closer to friends I knew and have made new friends that will last a lifetime. I have fallen in love with life, with people and have had my heart broken only to come out stronger.

Baby, you’re a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make ’em go, oh
You’re gonna leave ’em falling down

I lost a close friend of mine from childhood, Lily, to a murder. And I miss her daily. At first I must admit I did not let my feelings be seen about this loss and my heart was in so much pain it was almost to much to go through, especially since it had occurred two days before my birthday but now I realize that she would want her sister and I, two very important women in her life to live in peace. I miss you Lily. I realize that I have to fight for women’s rights more and against abuse (something even I have lived through for a lot of my life). I will be honest with myself, my life and my friends….

Succeeded? Yes, I started a new job since I left my ex husband in Riverdale over a year ago and have truly found my life’s virtues to be quite unique and promising, this too…has made me a more confident and beautiful human being.

A year ago, I was still unsure of my future not completely feeling I can fill my own shoes but still trying daily. The keyword? Trying. Now I look down at my high heeled and quite sexy Olsenhaus shoes, and realize I have grown into them, I am comfortable living with them.

I have started a Vegan Perfume Company with my friend Dania, which will be spoken about later in a long blog post. I moved into a delightful vegan household in Brooklyn where we have our own little sanctuary and a back yard. Honestly, I didn’t expect me to move back to Brooklyn but I did and happen to love basking in it as I ride my bike down 5th Avenue and into Park Slope weekly.

I’ve realized that I can live on Rice & Beans and Avocado daily (this I do often) and that I have my down falls but so much more to be proud of. *How can I mix these two quite different topics into one sentence?*

I decided to write this post because I have quite a few things I would like to explain more in my blog; I want to take this blog on a new journey and start speaking more form my heart. What inspires me? This you will find out if you do so choose to keep on reading. Fashion will always be included and of course, music because I can’t live without a soundtrack to life.

My life though quite painful at points or exciting as others has created the basis for who I am today. Nearly unstoppable at points, I am indeed a firework.

Holidays? Why am I writing about July 4th? Last year I was in Astoria with my lovely friend Christina, watching fireworks as we strolled down the street on a nice summer evenings. I remember there was a slight drizzle but we still kept walking, hypnotized by the lights exploding above us.

I actually do not like the Hallmark of a holidays: the expense, the exposure but I do like the timeline (landmark) of a holiday. The fact that I will always remember a Valentines day, a birthday, July 4th, Christmas..etc because each calendar year: that day is marked out clearly. I do have a profound memory and can remember details better than most people I know, but I do also enjoy the fact that July 4th, like any other day is also a time of spending time with people you love.

This year, I spent time with Dania, a friend I met nearly a year ago but have gotten to be quite close to. We decided to be there for one another on this day because every plan that had been in effect had been canceled and we decided to go out to dinner at my new favorite Colombian restaurant, Bogota, a restaurant with delicious vegan options that someone I had dated for a bit took me to and I had recalled it to be a great time. This time, on July 4th, was just as great as the last.

After dinner we decided to walk to Cobble Hill and maybe go to the Fireworks but I wanted a refreshing glass of wine and stopped into my friends bar, 61 Local for some wine and Kombucha.

The day, an unforgettable one, will last in me memory forever.

You don’t have to feel like a waste of space
You’re original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow

 

04.30.2012: Rockabye….in Brooklyn

tending the garden of noise
when I grow the traffic
and the church bells
and the neighborhood boys
singing to myself
as the solitude sets in
in tune with the symphony
of south Brooklyn
I sing

Brooklyn:

What can I say about Brooklyn? I’ll start with, that semi-large borough that I was born in, brought up in and thrive in at this moment. I am one of few people nowadays who actually seemed to have stemmed from such an eclectic part of this country.  Brimming with local artists, community gardens, tree-lined streets and cafes, bars like 61 Local that have Kombucha on tap and introduces other local businesses to the masses.  I miss when I spend most of my work days in the fast paced hustle of Manhattan. Brooklyn is electric, eclectic and I simply adore spending my weekends there. I soak in the delight of the neighborhoods and currently, ride my bike watching the blurred scenery pass me by.

when the solitude sets in
in tune with the symphony
of south Brooklyn
i sing

rockabye, rockabye baby
rockabye, the baby that is me
rockabye, rockabye baby
rockabye till i’m fast asleep

The past week had passed rather quickly as time usually does. On Tuesday, I went to yoga at Jivamukti, my favorite yoga studio in New York City. I truly have tried many and this one just so happens to be the only one I find is progressive enough for what i find I want my yoga experience to be. They also are a vegan yoga school, who support Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary, so that makes my decision an easier one for me to routinely go to.

In class, I met our teacher, Chris. He was amazing, instructing us in some positions that I hadn’t taken part in and or his soothing voice introduced us to take part in positions I just hadn’t thought of returning to in quite a while. During the head stand, in which I was unfortunately having trouble bringing myself into after so long of not taking part in such a pose, Chris helped position me and left me, standing on my head for a little while. The blood rushing to my head and my thoughts clearing, I felt rejuvenated when I returned to upward dog.

After the class, we lay in a fetal position and then flat on our (sometimes aching backs) Om’ing and meditating to the sound of serene chanting music. I enjoy this spiritual awakening every time I participate in it and maybe it’s because I was raised as a child of hippies, Om’ing in a field along with 4,000 others, creating a serene musical experience.

the tunnel is train torn
the tracks are worn and sore
i can feel the rattle
riding up through the floor
she jumped the turnstile
he paid for his ride
i am the echo in the station
where their footfalls collide
i left her at the epicenter
we were trembling dutifully
i left him too
i left parts of me
singing…

Last weekend, my friend Dania came from the Bronx and we decided to go to the newly re-opened, VSpot. I ordered the Vegan Eggplant Parmesan, which I admit: I enjoyed every bit of. I had to beg the waitress to take some away because I didn’t want to overeat and Danny, the owner and a good friend of mine: brought me over a birthday mimosa. Our experience was delightful and as always, I will be returning to VSpot.

After dinner, we decided to do some shopping and stopped into Beacons Closet, just as they were closing and then heading on over to Target. I was dressed in a Nautical theme:

Sailboat maxi skirt: 1970s: Beacons closet: $15.00. 70s Sailboat skirt: Beacons closet: $15.00, Vintage retro shoes.

After shopping, Dania wanted to try some Kombucha on tap at a local bar on the way to the movie theater in Cobble Hill, but we decided to spend time in Barnes & Noble, have some tea and rant & rave.

As I previously mentioned: the week went by quickly. I volunteered at a small rescue for a few hours, I helped co-write a new song and stayed up till the wee hours working on the Artists way, gave in and finally decided on getting eye contacts which I finally have been able to grasp the routine of! and, sadly, my roommate Daniel, left us and moved to Paris, to become a head chef in a new vegan restaurant. (Happy for you, Daniel!)

i said today i am leaving
in every sense of the word
but I’m in love with your memory already
everything I’ve seen and heard
and i will go singing
as the solitude sets in
in time with the rhythm
of everywhere i have been
it sounds like

Saturday:

My lovely friend, Abby held a clothing swap at her apartment in which about 15 girls, besides myself, attended. (We literally had about 20 large bags of clothes piled up on top of each other) and we played the normal clothing swap games; First person to raise their hands, gets the piece of clothing and or jewelery. This time, I picked up quite a few items from Abby (including an amazing dress I am currently wearing with little elephants on it!) a Bob Marley shirt I have already worn twice since Saturday and a few pairs of jeans that I needed. Basically, after trying everything on: all 15 girls went home with some memories and a whole new wardrobe. After the swap, Jacquelyn and I stuck around and  helped Abby pick up while sipping on champagne & wine and at about 10:30, we decided to order a vegan gluten-free pizza from Pizza Plus.

Check out Kristy’s new blog: http://heyimkristy.blogspot.com/ for more details on the swap.

Sunday:

Abby and I planned on taking 3 large bags of clothes from the swap to Long Island to donate to Food not Bombs, a  food share that happens on Sundays all over New York State. We are trying to go there to volunteer about once a month and always feel wonderful after.

At 11:30, I arrived at Abby’s house and we went to have a delightful brunch before driving out to Long Island. About an hour later, of talking, we arrived at the Food share in Hempstead and started working on the produce line just as soon as we arrived. I am always amazed at what we end up giving out: but pleased that Food not Bombs is a vegan food share and everything we hand out happens to not contain ANY animal-by products.

We were handing out basil plants, bananas, potatoes, all sorts of other fruits and veggies. Jon Stepanian, a personal hero and good friend of mine, keeps everything under control and dedicates his time and money to projects like this one. In fact, on May 19th, he will be running 50 miles on Long Island to raise money for his own Non-profit Community Solidarity.

Every time we go there: we are amazed at how many other volunteers there are, taking part in such a good cause. We had a good time while encouraging each other to open our hearts and souls and help…

The ongoing word and joke of the day was: Similac. Ha!

After the food share we now have a tradition of heading over to our favorite Italian restaurant in the tri-state area: 3 Brothers Pizza Cafe, where Abby and I share a delightful vegan greek salad and each order Tempeh Marsala with spinach. And we watch as the two Jon’s traditionally with us, devour calzones and pizzas.

We were in heaven…

tending the garden of noise
where i grow the traffic
and the church bells
and the neighborhood boys
singing to myself
when the solitude sets in
in tune with the symphony
of south Brooklyn.

When we got back to Brooklyn, Jacquelyn rang me up and told me about a n ice piece of furniture she found and we brought it in last night, placing it in our living room and admiring its antique features.

All is well for a Sunday night as I tried to organize my new wardrobe of clothes and sleep.

Of course, I stayed up half the night with a poem in mind. Scribbling it down into a notebook I have placed under my pillow.

4.14.12: Prohibition… Biking…it’s the life.

We see the everlasting
in everything that is passing.
– SHARON GANNON

 

Saturday, the 14th of April;

I woke up at 8:30 A.M. surprising my roommates. I had a plan in mind though and that was for us all to enjoy brunch at Sacred Chow in the city as Saturday turned out to be quite beautiful. We met Jacquelyn’s friend Joshua there and enjoyed quite a tasty brunch. After brunch, we decided to all take a leasurely walk across town to the Yippie Cafe to pick up a few things I had forgotten the evening before but not before each of us bought a Kombucha from the local bodega.

I knew I had to get home in time to change for a Shoshana’s Murder Mystery Birthday party in which I was named: Maxie Madeline, a socialite who hung out at the Juice Joint and basically lived a life of wining and dining.

I had purchased a lovely vintage dress the day before from Auh2O Thriftique and decided to wear it, pairing it with a headband I purchased earlier in the day and a few necklaces. I piled on the makeup and blew a kiss to the mirror before heading out to join the party in Chelsea at an actors studio.

As soon as I walked into the door of the studio, I bumped into my good friend and birthday girl, Shoshana, who happened to be in character. I retaliated and started speaking to her in 20s slang, and in this case: making threats and stealing and bribing were all allowed. I was even called a floozy a few times, with a smile I shot back that they’d pay big time. There was a murder: poor Nick, right in front of his soon to be fiance, Molly Malone.  You know who murdered Nick? The detective and Shoshana had to go home with him that night! ha! We all mainly stayed in character and it was definately some good, clean fun.

When I arrived home, walking into Jacquelyn’s room, I realized she hadn’t left for her 20s party and talked me into going to it with her, obviously…I was already dressed for it.

Daniel drove us over to Williamsburg and we went to Shauny’s apartment, that had a great view of Bedford Avenue. When we first arrived: Gangsters Paradise was playing but as the night went on and after a few drinks: the 20s music was turned on and the dancing proceeded.

Just a bit blurry <3 hehe

Just a bit blurry

We had a good time and on our way home, I had Daniel drive us over to the Brooklyn Promenade, at 3 am, to see the cities lights before he leaves for France.

Sunday, the 15th of April:

Again, I awoke quite early and signed onto Facebook where my friend Damon was. We chatted for a bit before he brought up going to the Vegan Pop Up Shop at Pine Box Rock Shop later that day, which was in my plan and mentioned that he was biking in. Knowing that I wanted a bike for a while, he kindly persuaded me into meeting him at the Recycle-a-bike in the East Village at 12:30.

We went to a few shops before I walked into Busy Bee on East 6th and pulled out two bikes with Damon’s help. I decided to try them both out and had mentioned to Damon earlier that I had to “skirt test” the bikes before buying them, so wearing a long 1950’s skirt, I hopped on and almost rode away with the second bike before purchasing it! (I wouldn’t have, I just fell in love with it. Our friend and marathon bike rider, Andreas met up with us and we all planned on riding over the Williamsburg bridge to Pine Box.

J.C. Higgins, 1961 Bike!

J.C. Higgins, 1961 Bike!

Andreas and Damon know their bikes and helped me adjust everything before I set off, forgetting my bike lock because we were so excited to get on the road. I followed closely behind Damon (our navigator!) as Andreas and I spoke and he refreshed me on the rules of the road….

Over the bridge we went, without a helmet (I bought one the following day!)….

Andreas is just so good at bike riding, he does it with his eyes closed.

Andreas is just so good at bike riding, he does it with his eyes closed.

We arrived at Pine Box, where Cinnamon Snail was set up and Damon and I decided to share the gluten-free waffles (which are to die for.) and several other goodies. Adam, the owner of Cinnamon Snail threw in some extra goodies to my liking that I shared and Tod came over with Kombucha from the tap. It was so nice to chill out, shop with some friends, eat some Faux Gras from my friend Ella & even buy some delicious smelling Lavender Body Oil. Melissa and I took a bunch of Mod pics, some will be posted at some point and we played pass the Strummer, Melissa’s itty bitty dog that I am in love with. I was happy to bump into Michelle Hill, my girl and singer of Happy Birthday just two nights before 😉 and quite a few other friends….even Ethan, Mr. Grumpy. 😛

The journey back home was nice and I must have ridden around 20 miles on my first day back on the road…I was free.

A special thanks to Damon for pushing me into some bike shops so I can finally, get back out there! now I am addicted, and can’t wait till this rain stops so I can be free.

Weekend Update on 3.8.12: New York City Vegetarian Food Festival

From my Chocolate Bar to my heart:

The greatest love letters ever given.


Bar Fly Not Yet- Thomas Moore….

Fly not yet, ’tis just the hour,

When pleasure, like the midnight flower

That scorns the eye of vulgar light,

Begins to bloom for sons of night,

And maids who love the moon.

‘Twas but to bless these hours of shade

That beauty and the moon were made;

‘Tis then their soft attractions glowing

Set the tides …

Must I even point out that last weekend I possibly ended up eating  the equivalent of my weight in chocolate? It seems to bring me so much happiness: I can’t deny the love I have for it, at least it’s there when I need it the most.

Chocolate is a true lover.

Last weekend was the New York Vegetarian Food Festival, as I had previously mentioned. I woke up with a start as I made sure to get up early and get ready for the day ahead full of treats and friends.

I chose to wear my “brand new” 60s red vintage dress that I had bought at Beacon’s closet in Brooklyn and paired it with a vintage scarf I had received as a gift, I think.

The line was long when I arrived but this year I was prepared and bought my ticket in advance so I was able to skip right to the front and inside in a matter of seconds.

I excitedly walked in and bumped right into several of my friends and spent some time hanging in the front areas near Daiya & Coconut Bliss (a favorite vegan ice cream of mine!) until our eyes pulled us in several directions and distractions ensued…

Chocolate Coconut Bliss meaning: yes, I am in bliss.

I ran right over to the Mercy For Animals table giving hugs and left my jacket there while I ran to the For The Animals Sanctuary table:

All day this happened while I ate samples of all sorts of things. I ran right over to my friend Sara’s table to say hi and give her a hug, she is the genius behind the incredible vegan marshmallows, Sweet & Sara:

I had to buy a container of Teese, a vegan cheez that tends to be quite hard to order in New York City (Perelandra will carry it soon!) and they gave me a total of 3 bags of Dandies Marshmallows over the weekend as gift! Mm Mmm…I realized that most of the samples I was waiting on-line for I had previously bought and or tried as I am a vegan “foodie”, I try everything at least once just to see if I like it or not.

I waited patiently online for my friends shop, Vegan Bodega and then made my way over to Sun in Bloom’s booth, my favorite brunch stop in Brooklyn so I can grab a mini gluten-free cookie!

Bumping into Ashley, from the PETA table, who I happen to always be happy to see because she’s one of my close friends. (Thank you for always being there for me, Ashley).

I ran over to the raw ice cream table and waited patiently with Jen & Chris, who were running the Humane League Table between PETA and VSpot. (Thanks Danny for the Quinoa!)

After running around most of the day and watching  a few panelists speak and some cooking demos, I ended up having a delicious and healthy lunch with a friend of mine at JivaMukTea, my favorite cafe in the Union Square Area. I ordered the Spicy Tempeh Caesar Salad and had a Green Machine Juice. After spending time enjoying lunch with my friend, I had to run across town and head to see my father……

Day 2, New York City Vegetarian Food Festival.

Taken and posted in The Village Voice Online…

The second day of the Vegetarian Food Festival proved to be even better than the first and I chose one of my favorite vintage floral dresses I bought at The Vintage Warehouse, pairing it with a black cardigan with bows. (I love bows!)

I still couldn’t wait to arrive some new tasty treats that I knew would be at the festival on Sunday: Vegan Sushi, my new favorite to start with. I grabbed several other samples, bought a bunch of items and received a lovely “mod” ring as a gift that had Black Beans inside of it from:  Wired up Creations(post coming soon!).

Kristy and I made plans to run around together so of course, we bumped into one another with plenty of kisses:

And ran over to try some hot sauce placing tattoo’s on us stating what we strive to be (but may never actually achieve):

Badass!

We hung with our friends; Robyn(momma to be) & Sarah, one of the head organizers for this tasty event!

Running into a few more of our friends….

Elizabeth & John-Flor ❤

While waiting on the line for The Vegan Bodega, I bumped into the owner of one of the brightest smiles I have ever seen: Annie Shannon.

Who mentioned that I should make my way to meet Michelle, the designer of Herbivore clothing. A table that I was trying to slightly, stay away from just because I knew there wouldn’t be much to persuade me to buy this cardigan, that of course: I did end up buying.  🙂 (A Happy lady, this did indeed make me..)

Herbivore Cardigan..with an Anchor. Cardigan with a vintage flavor...

Annie snapped this photo of Kristy & I:

Vegans are smart & stylish! 🙂 <-- Thanks Annie Shannon for the photo 🙂

We relaxed quite a bit more: snacking and munching away and indeed, basking in quite a bit of sugar high euphoria. We ended up being some of the last people at the festival, staying back to help a little bi and hang with my good friend, Melissa.

Saying a hello and making sure to volunteer for a minute with Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary

Volunteering for a minute to answer some questions about The Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary for The Sensual Vegetable who snapped this photo:

Photo Credit: Sensual Vegetable Blog

With Trista & David K.

That night I had made plans with Diana (Sissy!) & Kneel & Alicia who came in for the festival and was visiting from Texas.  Of course, I somehow made sure we end up at Sacred Chow for dinner!

I ordered the same dish I have been ordering recently which is the power bowl that has “Mama’s Meatballs”, Brown Rice & Collard Greens and brocoli.  Diana had brought in some special treats as she usually does: Cupcakes and Tea! Ah, my sissy knows how to really make me smile amongst plenty of other joys! Though I had indulged during the day in chocolate,  raw ice cream & marshmallows I couldn’t resist the temptation to eat any treat she brings me.

The night turned out to be such a treat as we all giggled away over our delicious dishes and it was sad to bid Alicia another farewell till the next time she is visiting here in New York City. At least Kneel gave me a few songs to sing and some advice I will never forget.

The weekend was a mix of emotions from having a great lunch with a new friend that I am glad to have gotten to know better  to seeing my close friends  and making new ones. This is what life is about: experience….

I truly had not been able to post for a while due to something personal coming up but I do need to mention a special thank you to my friends & people I care about who had rung my phone at all hours, sent text messages and brought me cupcakes(Sissy!) & just made sure I slept well for the few days that I needed them the most.

Wednesday

The day turned out to be better than the last few ones and the weather was nice as my friend Tod & I strolled on over to the NY Dosa Man, where we are regulars and gorge ourselves on delicious vegan dosa’s & Faux Chick’n drumsticks with sugarcane centers.

As we passed Cafe Wha, the cafe & Bar that Jimi Hendrix made famous, or is it the other way around? I had to get a shot of me in front of it: like a true NYC Tourist.

The rest of the night, I made sure to get home and relax, talk to some friends and take it easy…..

And nibble on high quantities of chocolate, because I can always rely on it….

02.28.12: Mini, Mini, Mini…..

Petit, petit, petit
Tout est mini dans notre vie
Mini-moke et mini-jupe
Mini-moche et lilliput
Il est mini Docteur Schweitzer
Mini mini ça manque d’air
Mini-jupe et mini-moque
Miniature de quoi j’me moque
Ministère et terminus
Minimum et minibus

Friday I was sent this video, because Kate knew that I might just get addicted to it and she was, right. The video portrays a dancing Jacques Dutronc singing to the beautiful Francois Hardy another of my fashion icons) as she is wearing mini skirts of all times.

The Mini Skirt/dress.

A fashion that I had gained as a young girl, yes, wearing little tunics with leggings and then growing up to adore the style as I happen to love showing off my legs(ha!). I love the balance of a mini mod skirt with a high neckline. Modest, yet…sexy. It is an exquisite fashion piece as it helps to lengthen petite girls legs and of course, need I say? Helps to make tall girls have even lengthier legs. (I guess I am somewhere in between!)…

Here is a little bit of history on the mini’s that I have grown so fond of wearing myself:

Mary Quant ran a popular clothes shop in Kings Road, Chelsea, London, called Bazaar, from which she sold her own designs. In the late 1950s she began experimenting with shorter skirts, culminating in the creation of the miniskirt in 1964—one of the defining fashions of the decade.[2][3] Quant named the miniskirt after her favourite make of car, the Mini.

Owing to Quant’s position in the heart of fashionable “Swinging London“, the miniskirt was able to spread beyond a simple street fashion into a major international trend. The style came into prominence when Jean Shrimpton wore a short white shift dress, made by Colin Rolfe, on 30 October 1965 at Derby Day, first day of the annual Melbourne Cup Carnival in Australia, where it caused a sensation. According to Shrimpton, who claimed that the brevity of the skirt was due mainly to Rolfe’s having insufficient material, the ensuing controversy was as much as anything to do with her having dispensed with a hat and gloves, seen as the essential accessories in such conservative society.

Petit, petit, petit
Tout est mini dans notre vie
Mini-moke et mini-jupe
Mini-moche et lilliput
Il est mini Docteur Schweitzer
Mini mini ça manque d’air
Mini, mini, mini
Mini, mini, mini, mini

As you may have noticed: most of my wardrobe is adorned with skirts and dresses well above the knee. J’adore mini’s!

Friday.

Friday night was the Masquerade for NYCLASS and Vérité Catering , the catering company I work for occasionally had wanted to be the host of this event. We provided food, entertainment (especially when Lizzie and I got up to sing while David K. played the Piano!) and some music. The food was out of this world. I will post pictures once they come in and write a blog post on the evening..mmm mm.

Saturday.

After the late night at the Masquerade I decided that I would relax, catch up on writing a song or two and go out to dinner with my roommate, Jacquelyn. We ended up going back to Marmonide, as it has become one of my favorite Brooklyn restaurants. Target was our next stop where we both spent more than we, well planned. I ended up with quite a few cute knee socks and a scarf and a few other items I happen to love…I love Target(pronounced Tar-Jay). My friend Jodie from Sun in Bloom, another favorite spot in Brooklyn to eat asked me to stop by as we all miss one another!

I also ended up watching a few different French movies from the 60s including one of my favorites of course…with Anna Karina <3.

Sunday.

I woke up to some lovely music from the soundtrack of Amélie, picking out a simple yet very 60’s mod look with a scarf and my vintage Dior blazer and of course, my favorite yellow mini.

Je suis tres belle les 60s!

During the day I decided I would go to Park Slope, do a bit of shopping and go to my favorite brunch spot, Sun in Bloom and say hello to my friends….

I arrived there, ordered a Gluten Free Brunch Tarte..that has tempeh “Bacon”…mmm!

Delicious!!

And was pleasantly surprised with a free cookie as my friends there know I LOVE them!:

Happiness in a single gluten-free bite.

After having a long brunch and meeting some new friends as I sat down and enjoyed every last bite, I decided I would stroll on over to Beacon’s Closet. This just so happens to maybe be one of my constant “mistakes” because every time I go into that “thrift” store, I end up purchasing more than I asked for.

I walked in and automatically noticed a 60’s small cape and just as I was approaching it, a beautiful older lady grabbed onto it, I lowered my head in shame but watched with a smile as she tried it on and told her how beautiful it was. She turned to me, said I think this would suit your style a bit more and asked me to try it on. Need I even mention that within seconds it was mine and I wasn’t letting it go? I ended up going through each and every item in the store: tried on several dresses, skirts, shoes & shirts. I giggled with the retail assistants and ended up making a new friend along the way who shares the same size as me and she said I can go to her place and pick through what she is trying to sell, as well. I ended up buying the cape, mini mod red dress (picture to be posted for Tuesday), a red cardigan(Monday) & a 60s nautical maxi skirt with boats all over it if I passed that up I would be insane.

After shopping, I went to Sip, bought a bottle of Riesling Organic wine and hopped the train to Robyn & Bryan’s for their Oscar Party.

Fun indeed was had by all as we watched the Oscars, made jokes & Bryan ended up turning me into a zombie using his iPhone app. We noshed on gluten-free dips (Robyn’s Artichoke/Spinach dip mm!) and Herbal Popcorn from Little Lad’s, Jessica’s gluten-free Donut holes and kale chips…again, I love hanging with my friends. And I ended up sipping plenty of wine and another friend of ours showed up with mamosas….what a night. Oh, and did I like any Oscar dresses on the red carpet? Only one and I forgot who wore it.

Monday.

I told myself I will never drink again (yeah right). And chose my outfit carefully…feeling confident I decided I would wear what happens to be my favorite color: red.

Paris, anyone? Vintage red cardigan (Beacon's Closet) School girl short skirt(vintage), Designer Nautical striped shirt (gift from Carol!)

After work, I ended up back in Cobble Hill shopping, stopping at Robyn’s to pick up my glasses that I had forgotten the night before and running to my brother & sister in-law’s apartment to relax and have dinner. I love spending time with them and seeing how much my brother’s apartment has changed since I was his roommate for a long while about 3 years ago and before that. Did I mention how much I adore Cobble Hill? There are some great restaurants & bars, especially 61 Local that has Kombucha on tap (Kombucha is my favorite non-alcoholic drink, by the way!) and many local beers and wines to choose from. The neighborhood is just lovely to stroll through especially in the summer when there are plenty of stoop sales.  I had lived there on and off since 2003 and though it never did lose its charm or change, I never lost my adoration for this lovely part of Brooklyn.  And, my brother is adopting one of our foster kittens! Miss little Rumbles!

Tuesday.

This morning I got up and chose another simple mod mini dress, the one I purchased on Sunday at Beacons Closet and knowing damn well that red’s my power color: it instantly perked my day up.

Passion. Vintage 60s mod dress: vintage necklaces & bangles.

Red is strength & I have quite a bit of it. 🙂

Moi je préfère les maxis
Maxi-moke et maxi-jupe
Maxi-moche et maxi-pute
Il est maxi Docteur Schweitzer
Maxi maxi ça respire l’air
Maxitère et termaxus
Maximum et maxibus
Maxistère et termaxus
Maximum et maxibus
Maxistère et termaxus…

Mini, Mini, Mini……..

02.23.12: Belles! Belles! Belles! The beautiful twisting in the snow….

Belles! Belles! Belles!
Un jour mon pre me dit : fiston, j’te vois sortir le soir
A ton ge, il y a des choses qu’un garon doit savoir
Les filles, tu sais, mfie-toi, c’est pas c’que tu crois….

One of my new favorite French songs thanks to my mod-la-chat Kate! Merci! I put the YouTube video on as I got ready for work and it instantly cheered my morning up just by how retro and fun this video is. I tossed clothes around, figured out my makeup for the day and sang in French to myself as I ended up choosing this comfy 70s sweater dress that I bought at Odd Twin in Brooklyn, another one of my favorite vintage stops.

Late 60s/early 70s sweater dress. Vintage Sea Foam Green/blue necklace. Antique Aries Bracelet. The beautiful twisting in the snow...

Elles sont toutes
Belles, belles, belles comme le jour
Belles, belles, belles comme l’amour
Elles te rendront fou de joie
Fou de douleur, mais crois-moi plus fou
D’elles, d’elles, d’elles de jour en jour ….

Kate and I went to see our friend Dan play a relaxed show at Kim’s video last night and then went on to eating dinner at Pukk with her friend (and my new friend!) Brett. Pukk is great because it’s a vegan/vegetarian Thai place that is well, set within a reasonable price range. Being as it may and how Kate and I always emphasize the ideas of travel and exploration and of course, the 60s era…I went home thinking and…

Last night as I lay in my bed at about 11 at night I began to fantasize about getting away for a weekend somewhere soon.

I know that around my birthday plenty of my close friends are planning on going up to Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary with me because I go up there annually during the weekend before or after.  My birthday isn’t for another 2 months and I can be a bit impatient. I need to get away before that to refresh my spirit….

I am breaking, in two really on behalf of my need for freedom from the restraints of the cities limits and the fact that I am pretty damn good at keeping busy, it’s actually what I do best but then there are those time’s where I want to run…into the sweet embrace of not knowing what may come next!

So I end up watching video’s  like these that have girls clad in 60s swing coats and dresses. Let’s sway…

(I enjoy these videos all the time!)

I love the philosophy about this song: it’s just so freaking 60s and fun.  Ah, J’adore Claude Francois!

Ah, I need some sort of refresher. I need to wake up feeling the morning’s sweet dew on my skin and breathe in the fresh air of nature. I am craving to hear the soothing sound of a cricket chirp…that would be just lovely. How about the sweet sound of birds chirping (isn’t it spring yet?) as I slowly open my eyes from a sweet slumber? That would surely set me off into a spiral of delight.

Et puis des filles de plus en plus tu vas en rencontrer
Peut-tre mme qu’un soir tu oublieras d’rentrer
Plus t’en verras, plus t’en auras, et plus tu comprendras
Dans ces moments, tu te souviendras que ton vieux pre disait

So,…where should I go? What should I see? Any ideas?

I want to get lost and twirl in the forest dressed in mod and let fate take me into it’s arms…

Elles sont toutes
Belles, belles, belles comme le jour
Belles, belles, belles comme l’amour
Elles te rendront fou de joie
Fou de douleur, mais crois-moi plus fou
D’elles, d’elles, d’elles de jour en jour

But first I am guaranteeing a luxurious taste of sweet vegan ice cream from Lula’s Sweet Apothecary (anyone up to join me?) on this beautiful day in New York City and a nice leisurely walk to Organic Avenue for Lunch because for today will be treated like my first and yesterday was the last day of my life…..as I take in the sweet taste of spring in the air.

And I will end this post on:

““I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it’s the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It’s probably the most important thing in a person.” – Audrey Hepburn.

So, let me laugh…swing and sway to my 60s French music for today, Je suis les chat. (I am the cat).

And today, I just read this great article entitled “Mod Math” from my friend, Dan Mim’s website, Cllctv.  Check it out…:)

Meow.

P.S.  I love this picture of my father that I have never seen before, a true flower child!

❤ the 60s!

02.10.12 to 02.13.12: Lights….

When the lights go down in the city
And the sun shines on the bay
I want to be there in my city
Ooh, ooh..

Just the right song for the night as my friends & I watched as the sun set at Teany last night and we sang to everyone’s dismay in the restaurant. This is what happens when you’re having a good time with your friends: you don’t care who is around; you just so happen to be having the time of your life.

And this weekend? I did just that.

Friday.

Vintage 60's skirt.

I was striked by lightning..no, just a lot of work and hadn’t had the time or patience to actually type up a blog post; though I took the picture of my outfit. My friends Kristy & Michelle basically coaxed me into going out with them to Foodswings but my only trade-off was a bottle of wine. We met in Union Square, excitedly went to pick up the Bottle at USQ (my favorite wine shop in Manhattan) and even got to try a shot of chocolate whiskey each.  We excitedly gossiped over the news in our life,  giggled and pushed through the traffic of Union Square and onto the famed L train to bring us to our destination. My beloved vegan junk food heaven, Foodswings! considering it’s BYOB, we did just that.

So as we sat down trying to be as classy as we can with cheez and hot sauce dripping down our manicured fingers and taking a sip of wine with our rouged lips from a plastic cup that’s meant for water. Classy or not, it was fun. When we exited Food swings, full as we can be and strolled on over to the train; little flurries had begun to fall and since I happen to be one of those sentimental people, I knew I’d remember this night for the rest of my life.

The night turned out to be spontaneously lovely and better than I had ever imagined. In the end, as I drifted off to sleep, it just came more apparent that I cherish nights like these; unexpected and simply, dreamy.

Saturday.

I woke up refreshed and threw on a pair of jeans and a comfy sweater and hung around the house all day knowing that in the evening I’d be going to one of my favorite couple’s apartments in Park Slope to ring in Mardi Gras in style: a Masquerade. Choosing my dress carefully all day(basically creating a mess of clothes for me to pick up later!) I finally decided on this lovely dress that my friend Hana Hattori had designed (and she knew my name was written all over it). Funny enough, I had worn this same dress to the couple’s bridal shower, but I didn’t mind: it worked.

I ran to the local liquor store where I had specially ordered Frey Vegan Wine for my liking at my finger tips.

Striking a pose..


I showed up to what happens to be one of my favorite Park Slope apartments hugging my friends who had already been at the party and awaiting more to arrived. We ate dirty rice and vegan chilli and danced to New Orleans Jazz, sipped on wine and hurricanes and took pictures as we all traded beads & masks and spoke of our plans for the future. If there is ever a thing I love most: it can never be more than my friends. My main group of friends are trust worthy and we all go out of our way to make sure everyone is pleasant and I must not leave out just; FUN. We always have something up our sleeve; a party, an event, a movie, dancing..etc. I waited patiently for Jacquelyn (my roommate) of Vegan Bun Buns to arrive with some treats. 🙂

Mardi Gras!

By the end of the night I had accumulated quite a few beads and ended up spontaneously watching the city’s skyline. Nothing can be more beautiful than that…

Just another pleasant Saturday evening….

Sunday.

AH! The big day of Whalentines has finally arrived! Remember that? My large post on Valentine’s day, or really why you should attend Whalentines because all proceeds go to Sea Shepherd. I ended up showing up later than I expected after taking half the day off for myself and writing a bit of lyrics to a new song I am working on right now.

I showed up to the bake sale at Moo Shoes and walked right into sweet scents of Hot chocolate by Vérité Catering(the one I work for) with vegan marshmallows, cookies of all kinds and jams. I didn’t realize how hard it was for a gluten-free lady who has a sweet tooth to navigate through a bake sale but I ended up finding my way choosing a delicious melt-in-your-freaking mouth brownie by my friend Barbara’s baking company: GonePie (always gluten-free), a dark chocolate Rice Krispy Treat, chocolate cupcake & truffles and some salted caramel! (Vegans NEVER have caramel and I instantly became addicted!) Scooping up two bags of the salted caramel (one for me and one for someone special) and buying cookies from my friend Tommy’s vegan baking company, Sweet Semosh again for a gift for the same special someone. I gave tons of hugs, giggled as I was on a sugar high and pet the cats and can you believe it? I did not purchase one pair of shoes *Sorry Moo Shoes!* just a ton of sweets.

So you think you�re lonely
Well my friend I�m lonely too
I want to get back to my city by the bay
Ooh, ooh

After Whalentines, Kristy, Michelle & Dania and I basically skipped to Teany Tea for dinner because it was close by and we were quite cold. Kristy was on a bit of a sugar high as she used her musical theater skills to take a giant leap in the air as she fell to the ground in giggles. Needless to say, I couldn’t help but repeat this move and do the same as we started singing with tears in our eyes from the laughter that ensues from when we all get together. (minus Lizzy 😦 ). At Teany, I ordered my regular there which is the “Chick’n Chick’n salad” (all vegan of course). This may well be the ONLY salad you ever see me order because it comes  filled to the max with chickpeas, tomatoes & cucumbers and then the vegan 7 herb dressing is an absolute favorite. Which brings me to where I first started this entry.

We went shopping a bit in Soho and managed not to become tiny icicles as we huddled together through the windy streets.As we walked into every store there was pressure on Valentine’s day..Victoria Secret was full of reds and pinks and smelled of sweet roses  and Sephora (yes Dania I went) was full of perfume mist spritz’s and again, red rouged lips. Needless to say, I went home with barely anything. The hallmark holiday actually made me a bit queasy and I rushed home on the train. Every holiday that used to be about connecting with other people has somehow become about economic statistics.

I returned home to my roommates making a communal dinner of gluten-free tabouli and guacamole and we  sipped on wine and watched one of our favorite tv shows on Netflix.

I can’t begin to convey how much I loved this weekend. It was quite fab.

Monday.

Wow, what a catch up! This morning I awoke to busily trying to find my favorite ring realizing I most likely lost it somewhere and my favorite leggings ended up with a hole in them, my iPod shut off spontaneously in the middle of a Jewel song  and the train was running late needless to say I basically wanted to scream to myself (I silently did).

I arrived to work on time, took off my cardigan and silently giggled to myself as my coworkers passed me with pleasant smiles saying I must have had a great weekend because I am glowing.

My ring was later found (phew!) and my iPod was fixed by a coworker. 🙂


Bunny Shirt and school girl skirt!

If you know me, I happen to LOVE bunnies, and most of my friends actually nickname me bunny for the obvious of reasons. I am quite “hoppy”, right? 🙂

But this will be serious, I have loved rabbits ever since I had one when I was a child and my family gave it away when I went away to summer camp. I was heart-broken when I returned to a rabbit-less apartment in Brooklyn, this was around the same time that I had learned that fur farms existed (no my rabbit wasn’t given to a fur farm but it was given to a school, I wonder what happened…), but I learned the truth and horrors of one of my favorite beings and how humans used them: cruelty. I watched what has now become one of my favorite books and cartoons and even records that I own:

Watership Down.

Watership Down was meant to be a classic heroic fantasy novel based on the lives of rabbits and their journey to find a new home but if you read deeper it actually is quite animal rights related with the story showing humans as they really are to animals: cruel. As you are reading the story you see how humans don’t truly understand the nature of animals and don’t stop to listen to nature: They have a right to live. They weren’t put on this earth to be gassed, beaten & eaten. And in this book, I must cry every time I read it because it’s the truth; it was written to show the readers a fact:  we are horrible to the little ones who occupy our land, the ones who have no voice, the animals.

Every time I encounter this book: I remind myself that we must stop the use of fur and vivisection on all animals.  Cherish all living beings on earth, please.

Happy Meat Free Monday!

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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