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4.11.12: “Youthquake! The 1960s Fashion Revolution” Review

We are the mods, we are, we are, we are the mods…..

Define: Youthquake:

YOUTHQUAKE! The 1960s Fashion Revolution explores the dramatic impact of young people on fashion during a decade of sweeping political, social, and cultural change. Vogue identified the eruption of the young in every field as a youthquake—a term that came to describe the rise of young people as the new arbiters of fashion.

Youthquake fashion was driven by two leading subcultures of the era: the Mods and the Hippies. Although both groups rejected the societal and sartorial traditions of the establishment, their daring, individualistic styles were quickly adapted by high fashion designers and mass marketers alike.


This is a slight continuation to a post I made awhile ago about how excited I am that this exhibit, Youthuake! was going to be shown at F.I.T.:

Last Friday, my friend and co-mod girl, Melisser  (Blogger: The Urban Housewife and Author of “The Vegan Girl’s guide to life” and I were chatting on Facebook (like we usually are doing) when she posted the link to Youthquake! The 1960s Fashion Revolution and reminding me that we need to go to see this exhibit before it closes the next day. Of course, we waited till the day before! 😉

Knowing well that her and I had both been keen to seeing it, we made a plan to meet right after work. (Even with little itty bitty cutey Strummer!)

I am so mod about Strummer.

I am so mod about Strummer.

As we approached F.I.T, a school that even now my mother wishes I had attended (and sometimes I do), we had to figure out a way to sneak Strummer in Melisser’s bag. We walked close together as we entered the museum so that the security guard wouldn’t be able to see that little adorable snout peeking out and once inside, loosened up and started admiring the fashion that we were faced with.

1969, France, Pierre Cardin

1969, France, Pierre Cardin

When we approached this dress that wasn’t even in the exhibit but just in the F.I.T. Museum, our mouths dropped. You couldn’t possibly hide the fact that we were mod about this dress. Melisser and I both have a wide selection of mod clothes in our closets and exclaimed excitedly that we both had dresses that were very similar in style to this piece. The asymmetrical design and cut are amongst quite a few of our own fashion finds.

We excitedly walked through the museum ranting and raving about what was going on with our lives currently but still ogling at more pieces before us. Though, it felt like a long journey until we saw the sign that read “”Youthquake! The 1960s Fashion Revolution”. As we were approaching the double doors of what we had been waiting for, the security guard stepped right before us asking us for papers for Strummer.  Melissa and I looked at each other, shrugged and Melissa went searching in her purse for his papers. As we realized they were in Melisser’s other wallet, he said we couldn’t enter. We walked over to the female security guard who almost fell to the floor laughing and told us to just try to hide him a bit more.

As we entered our final destinations: 60s go-go music blurring out of the speakers, Blocked color dresses, quotes we knew and had read somewhere and videos we couldn’t help but watch a few times, we knew we entered our home. Home of the times, that is.

Not only are Melisser and I quite the duo when it comes to fashion and music and even talking about boys a bit, but we also just inspire each other to have a good time…let go! And we surely do. Our shared sense of humor for life allows for us to get into some trouble together! 🙂

Our own little Mod Squad.

Our own little Mod Squad.

What else do we have in common? Quadrophenia.

And now our journey becomes a reality as we enter our heart’s desire….



Mary Quant happens to be one both of our favorite 60s icons and designers. From her shoes to her asymetrical dresses and her flower prints that everyone has seen, she has always been at the top of my favorite designers. She was on the scene and helped to inspire, the 60s fashion revolution.

Can you believe I had that haircut for so many years? It worked for me and every time I see this picture, or any others based around Mary, it really inspires me to get the cut once again…


Though, I know I won’t. I love my long hair too much to even dare cut my hair into a bob again, but I must say: I adore every bit of strength these women had to break the “laws” of hair and makeup.

My mouth watered at the color blocking shown in the exhibit and I realized that I have to dare to go an extra step in revolutionizing my own fashion. I need to push more boundaries: to reinvent myself again. I find it to be a lovely character trait when you can easily identify yourself with your own sense of fashion and the ability to show your personality through it. If you know me, you can usually tell how I am feeling just by what outfit and accessories I might have one the day you see me. What colors do you usually find yourself wearing?

Today I am currently wearing again, some of my favorite colors which happen to be Navy, Yellow(if you asked me that a year ago I would have disagreed that would ever be a favorite), white nail polish & red, with my favorite anchor necklace. (Nautical? always)….

Embrace your creativity through your wardrobe. This is just a trait of what mods did and still do…

Bright cobalt blue tights? You know I do.

We walked over to a TV monitor that was showing a video on great vintage clothing from the 60s: hats, bell-bottoms, sunglasses, swim wear. Not to anyone’s surprise: we watched it a few times and reviewed every item that would be shown.

Comment below and tell me what you would wear as I may just dare to wear it all, at some point. I love the hats!

We strolled past a few recognizable pictures & I stopped to explain how much I love Patti Boyd when we took notice at this recognizable iconic photograph.

Mod boys are hot boys…:)

After watching the video, strolling past some more photos and stopping to stare(at least I did!) at the Beatles shoes I would ADORE to own:

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

I couldn’t take my eyes off of a pair of Bright Yellow Go-go boots that I imagined myself dancing to The Kinks in.  I was right where I wanted to be just for a few moments of daydreaming: Whiskey A-go-go. I also fell in love with a “Strip Away” dress by Emanuel Ungaro. The strip away dress feautured several snapping buttons so that you can basically take out sections and recreate new looks: repeatedly. 

After leaving F.I.T., we made our way to Blossom Du Jour, where I ordered a gluten-free smoked tempeh wrap and Quinoa. Then we went just next door to newly opened Blossom Bakery and I ordered an Earl Grey Latte (AMAZING!) and a raw date bar as well as a gluten-free Biscotti. This day quickly turned into another fun night with Melisser as we took a long, giggling stroll on over to Whole Paycheck..err Whole Foods (smile) to go grocery shopping.

Again, a security guard stopped us at the door and we figured out a way to go against the grain, and snuck little Strummer in.

DO you see a dog? Have you EVER seen an invisible dog?  I didn’t see that snout peeking out of that little bag…

Melisser dropkicked a few bags of chips. I couldn’t decide between Brown Rice crackers, or Brown Rice crackers…or Brown Rice crackers.

And in the end…

We had a class of a night.

Happy Birthday to me tomorrow!

My Dream Cake.

Quadrophenia Birthday cake!

To see more reviews and more information on this exhibit please go to:

http://www3.fitnyc.edu/museum/youthquake/

and for press reviews (I am also listed!):

http://www3.fitnyc.edu/museum/youthquake/Pages/press.html


04.10.12: Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary

I must admit, this past weekend must have been one of the most beautiful weekends I have ever had, and it was also the last weekend of my 20s and I was able to share it with people I care about…

I have this little traditional that the weekend before my birthday, every year be that I take a trip up to Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary in Willow, NY to visit my friends and hug the over 200-rescued critters that live there.

Last year seems like it was just yesterday when I took the journey up with Yana, Val, Gabe and Andrej.

Can you believe that was a year ago? Time really does fly quite quickly and if you saw my last post: re: Veggie Prom…

My life has turned a new page….

Saturday:

I woke up to the sound of the alarm at: 6:00 a.m., just 20 minutes before I normally wake up and got dressed in a hurry to meet Michelle & Elizabeth in Williamsburg in front of Kellogg’s Diner, a diner that has been a favorite meeting place of mine for maybe 11 years now. After we met up and went to pick up Elizabeth, we made our way to Brooklyn Bagel which is a Bagel shop that has some amazing vegan options and a sister cafe to Cafe Royale, where my friends at Dun-Well Donuts sell from. Speaking of which, we actually bumped into Christopher(From Dun-well) spontaneously…I absolutely adore bumping into friends I haven’t seen in quite a long time. We drove to pick up Dania and thus, once we were all adjusted and settled: we started the 2 1/2 hour drive up to our favorite place on earth:

Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary…

Every time I travel through Woodstock, I relive all sorts of memories of growing up traveling there often with my father to see friends and even when we had briefly made a decision that we would live up there. I remember being about 8 and I couldn’t wait to move into the village of Woodstock so that I can spend time with my friends up there and be able to run through Sleepy Hollow and under Willows and through fields while I twirled in long hippy skirts. I wanted to be free to wear a tie-dye to school and later maybe even date guys with long hair who placed flowers within the waves of my own. I was 8 and yet I wanted to live the summer of 1969, all year round.

We passed “The Green” where I would hang out as a child and then into my teens….ah, the little escapades I’d get up to in this town, and how I always miss it when I go.

We arrived at the sanctuary and each of us excitedly screaming “Hi babies! Hi!!!!” we couldn’t wait to park the car and take the little stroll down the path to our home away from home, a place that reminds us exactly why we made the life choices we did to live ethical, and VEGAN.

I went into the house to catch up with Jenny for a bit. Jenny is an extraordinary and beautiful woman who inspires me (and many others!) daily. She will be releasing a book shortly and though I know her; I am quite excited to get myself a copy.  I feel honored to know and be a friend of such a courageous woman!

Jenny & I at my birthday celebration a year ago at the farm....

Jenny Brown & Doug Abel, Co Founders of the sanctuary and inspiring friends who embrace our shared dreams!

She & her husband, Doug, founded the farm together and they live their lives dedicated to every critter there!

After saying hello to Jenny, I quickly ran out to join my friends that I traveled up with and celebrate with the critters of the sanctuary:

Taking a nap with Jasper the goat..

This handsome cow, Dylan was going to be slaughtered after just a few weeks old to become veal. Jenny and Doug rescued him on behalf of my friend Kristin Lajeunesse‘s parents. I have watched Dylan grow throughout the years and love him dearly! He remember me better than most people, even! had licked me, kissed me and has run from across the field just to get some scratches (especially behind his ears). Please don’t drink dairy because lives like his will be taken.

These pigs live happily at the sanctuary…

Rescued chicken from Kapores, a terrible religious tradition that is extremely cruel.

Dania, Elizabeth & me, Michelle: 4 sexy smart vegan girls in a car..hahaDania, Elizabeth, me, Michelle…4 sexy smart vegan girls.

After our day of lots of kisses and hugs, we knew we had to return home to the city so we made our way back into town and to one of my favorite cafes: The Garden Cafe, which is located in the center of Woodstock for lunch.


Michelle and I toasting to our tradition of ordering Mimosas & my birthday.

We each ordered bowls of steamed veggies, red rice & lentils and had lentil soup. For desert I had the Lemon Coconut Cobbler and Dania had the Apple pie…mmm. We were sad to leave Woodstock again but plan on going up again soon to embrace our homeland. 🙂

I love you girls!

Check out the Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary just ten minutes outside of Woodstock in beautiful Willow, NY. Also, they have a bed & breakfast now that I suggest checking out!

Till next time:

I might just update you on Sunday, the last of my 20s and one I will never forget because it was such a beautiful & inspiring day.

03.14.12: Mellow Yellow….

I’m just mad about Saffron
Saffron’s mad about me
I’m just mad about Saffron
She’s just mad about me…..

It’s been quite sunny the past two days and I’ve been absorbing as much of it as I can. This morning I awoke again, an hour early. This is due to Daylight Savings time I figure and it has completely thrown off my “self” alarm clock. I lay in bed until my alarm actually goes off at 6:20 a.m., half dreaming. I’m caught in R.E.M..

As soon as my alarm went off I jumped out of bed, put on my iTunes for some “morning tunes” and heard “Mellow Yellow” by Donovan…my eyes fixated on my favorite mustard yellow skirt, a black sheer shirt Carol gave me as a gift by the designer: Agnes B. and pokadot tights. Simple yet I am “mod” for this outfit.

They call me mellow yellow
They call me mellow yellow
They call me mellow yellow..

I sang along to the melodic lyrics and looked forward to the start of another enjoyable sunny day.

While wandering over to Souen for lunch (a macrobiotic restaurant I might frequent about 3 times a week), I just closed my eyes, took a deep breath in and reveled in the beauty of spring.

At Souen: Enjoying a carrot, apple & ginger fresh pressed juice.

Having about 20 minutes of my lunch hour left, T & I decided to take a stroll down what we thought might be “The most British of blocks” in our vicinity to snap some photos for this here, blog. My friends are brilliant because they happen to put up with me & a photo (or several photos) a day!

I’m just mad about Fourteen
Fourteen’s mad about me
I’m just mad about Fourteen
She’s just mad about me…

My  dear friend Diana was quite correct in a statement she had made: my new “Beatles” jacket has become a staple. of my wardrobe;

Hat: Army Navy Store: $5.00, Skirt: J-Crew Thrift, Agnes B. shirt:gift & Military jacket: vintage, Army Navy Store.

Born high forever to fly
Wind velocity nil
Wanna high forever to fly
If you want your cup our fill…

Tonight I am going to be heading on over to Williamsburg and maybe even delight myself in some Foodswings.  I should fit right in with this outfit, yes?

I know what you are thinking right now: My dinner is going to be quite the opposite of what I had for lunch but life is all about balance, isn’t it? I happen to think of this often, as well as my health. I have known and met far to many people who just don’t do not know how to balance fresh and healthy foods to well, the more unhealthy but enjoyable ones. I crave chocolate (as you all now!) and if I had mostly greens and brown rice that day, I will most likely end up with a bar of chocolate and or some vegan ice cream by the end of the day. Don’t lose insight into what makes you happy: for me? Foodswings usually does and a glass of wine and let’s not forget to mention tea & chocolate.

I am feeling pretty mellow today despite my third consecutive morning at Starbucks where the Barista handed me over another free Soy Peppermint Misto, oh gee: addiction…here I come. And yet, I still enjoy tea more.

I can have it 10 times a day, that’s pleasure in a cup.

Oh so yellow, oh so mellow….

tonight.

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……..

02.24.12: I’ll be there for you….

So no one told you life was going to be this way.
Your job’s a joke, you’re broke, you’re love life’s DOA.
It’s like you’re always stuck in second gear,
Well, it hasn’t been your day, your week, your month,
or even your year.
The Friends theme song, yes, that’s right! I actually always have loved this song, as well as the show and of course, my friends.
Last night.
After work, I decided I would take a nice walk to the East Village and run some errands before popping into the monthly vegan event, Vegan Drinks, which occurs every last Thursday of every month at the Angels & Kings bar in Manhattan.
Errands such as stopping into the Yippie Museum Cafe just off of the Bowery where I am on the board of directors there and checking up on things and grabbing a cup of coffee while I am there.  One of the things i love most about the place is we have carry quite a bit of Vegan Treats and savory items as well as we have over 30 different teas and some delicious local coffee.
On the other hand, the greatest thing about entering this cafe is the memories that come with it: I grew up there. I have watched the cafe transform from an office to a loft (there are apartments upstairs) to an activist headquarters for demonstrations(well it always was…) while I was a young toddler hanging at the reception area in the front drawing on the metal framed desk:

3 years old....

Or having my birthdays there. And now a lovely cafe with open mic’s and events nightly.

I had grown up watching the neighborhood change from the artistic and gritty NYC abstract to the vanilla wafer (shiny) neighborhood it is now….I miss how it was when I’d sit atop the roof of the historical 3 story building watching the artists & usually junkies walk by below me.

I walked on in last night briskly looking for the managers to find out the date of our next meeting and looked around at the different types of people siting down at their laptops or having some tea & coffee with their friends and relaxing. Usually when I walk in, a scene starts of “Hey, you’re Aron’s daughter” and of course that happened. I actually go there to check up on how I can contribute to the cafe and brainstorm….

But this time, I was speaking with the barista about how I think we should add Almond Milk & some more gluten-free treats (of course so I can come in and have a few!), when an eloquent young lady approached me about a photo project entitled: Hold The Vote.

Hold the Vote is a project where random people are asked one question and they write their answer under “I hold the vote:”, basically if the President could address one issue that you feel that he doesn’t address enough, what would it be? I thought about this for a moment before answering with Animal Rights. He does not address animal’s rights as much as he should, if he even does at all.

“I hold the vote. I would like ALL living beings to have rights. Animals should have a voice! END FACTORY FARMS!” ended up being what I quickly scribbled down in my awkward handwriting and took a few snapshots for the project.

Photo taken at the Yippie Museum Cafe.

After that, a man approached me after overhearing who my father was, and asked me to sit down and have a short interview with him and speak about a project he is working on for OWS in which he wants people to occupy the park from 12-2pm  everyday. I explained that I am part of The “Food Justice Affinity Group” and that our goal is to do more outreach in the outer boroughs and bring vegan food to the communities and Occupy Wall Street. He explained that his idea was to serve food, as well and that he only serves vegan food.  I thanked him and continued on my way to Vegan Drinks.

49th Vegan Drinks.

But, I’ll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.
I’ll be there for you, like I’ve been there before.
I’ll be there for you, cause you’re there for me too.
I love walking into Angels & Kings for Vegan Drinks and seeing and then hugging some of my closest friends. I walk around the room, kissing cheeks, hugging, giving high fives and we all have those kind of pleasant catch up-conversations from whatever we have been up to for the past month, that is of course if we hadn’t seen each other at an event in the past week or so. The DJ played some good tunes and sometimes some of us get into it and sway to the music a bit while still chatting with drinks in hand. It seemed like most of my friends were drinking local beers, but of course the bartender, the only one I trust gave me some whiskey and I was feeling pretty freaking good.
At about 8:30, we turn the lights up and start shout outs where activists can get up and explain an event coming up, a demonstration and or speak about the project they are working on or the sanctuary (like I do) that you volunteer for. Last night I ended up actually having 4 announcements but Deb, (who is one of the founders of Vegan Drinks along with Jason) said she would speak about the upcoming event for the Lotus Animal Sanctuary  which will be held at the next Vegan Drinks in a month.
I was there to speak on behalf of:
Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary and the fact that we are opening on April 1st and request to have more volunteers up there before opening day so as to get prepared!
& of course, the Masquerade that will take place tonight to Benefit NYCLASS  and hosted by Vérité Catering. Tickets are still on sale & masks are permitted! 🙂
After that I spoke to a few activists regarding the news, listened for more upcoming events like the Vegetarian Food Festival which is happening next weekend and I will be tabling for at the PETA Booth.
Since I had promised myself I would have Lula’s Sweet Apothecary last night, I ended up inviting quite a few of my friends to join me in this ever-so-tasty activity and we all walked excitedly there in a rush, though they stay open till 11:30 at night on Thursday, Friday’s & Saturday’s. My favorite thing to do there is taste every gluten-free flavor they have but I noticed that there was a new one: Chocolate Cherry! What did I end up having? A Chocolate Cherry Sundae with Coconut Whip cream and a cherry!  It was delicious, to say the least. And as it turns out, it just so happens to be my friend Damon’s birthday so Lula’s was the perfect choice….

Friends over vegan Ice cream...

After that some of us ended up at Viva Herbal Pizza for a late dinner (I ordered the vegan gluten free slice with spinach!), yes, for as healthy as we can all be: we ended up eating desert first and then dinner…needless to say, I did end up with a stomach ache all night but it was worth it.

Today…
You’re still in bed at ten, the work began at eight.
You’ve burned your breakfast, so far, things are going great.
Your mother warned you there’d be days like these,
But she didn’t tell you when the world has brought you down to your knees …
I woke up this morning with a slight stomach ache, still but already had exactly what i was wearing in mind as I went shopping a week ago at Hamlet’s Vintage for my dress. Listened to some music as I got ready for work and realized today might just be gloomy but I have things to look forward and friends to hug….
No one could ever know me, no one could ever see me.
Seems like you’re the only one who knows what it’s like to be me.
Someone to face the day with, make it through all the rest with,
Someone I’ll always laugh with, even at my worst, I’m best with you.
I will not be posting what I am wearing because tonight is the Masquerade and that would give away the surprise!
Yes, I have carried my mask to work, no I am not wearing it and I am all set for some fun as we benefit a cause so important to New York City: Stop Horse Carriages!
There will be prizes and costume contests and dancing and joy as we ring in Mardi Gras. Please purchase tickets and mention my name as it is for a good cause.
Hopefully my weekend turns out as beautiful as it has been recently….
Happy Friday! and I’ll be there for you….

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!

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.

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