Thursday, December 16, 2010


Stalking around the internet I found THIS posting at OhJoy! and fell instantly in love with the "twisted coil necklace" by Eleanor Bolton.

The necklace is made from 16 meters of twisted rope and what elegant rope it is.

I want this on my neck NOW NOW NOW (I am channeling my inner Veruca Salt).

A little about the artist from Howkapow - where you can purchase this gem.

During her MA at the Royal College of Art, Eleanor developed her own craft technique, coiling and stitching cotton rope. All her jewellery is made using this innovative, beautiful new method.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Such dangerous lunacy

One of my favorites - An Excerpt from Hunter S. Thompson's 'Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas'

There was also a certain bent appeal in the notion of running a savage burn on one Las Vegas Hotel and then—instead of becoming a doomed fugitive on the highway to L.A.—just wheeling across town, trading in the red Chevy convertible for a white Cadillac and checking into another Vegas hotel, with press credentials to mingle with a thousand ranking cops from all over America, while they harangued each other about the Drug Problem.

It was dangerous lunacy, but it was also the kind of thing a real connoisseur of edge-work could make an argument for. Where, for instance, was the last place the Las Vegas police would look for a drug addled fraud-fugitive who just who just ripped off a downtown hotel?

Right. In the middle of a National District Attorney’s Drug Conference at an elegant hotel on the strip…Arriving at Caesar’s Palace for the Tom Jones dinner show in a flashing white Coupe de Ville…At a cocktail party for narcotics agents and their wives at the Dunes?

Indeed, what a better place to hide? For some people. But not for me. And certainly not for my attorney—a very conspicuous person. Separately, we might pull it off. But together, no—we would blow it. Too much aggressive chemistry in that mix; the temptation to run a deliberate freakout would be too heavy. And that of course would finish us. They would show us no mercy. To infiltrate the infiltrators would be to accept the fate of all spies: “As always, if you or any member of your organization is apprehended by the enemy, the Secretary will deny any knowledge etc…”

No it was too much. The line between madness and masochism was already hazy; the time had come to pull back…to retire, hunker down, back off and “cop out,” as it were. Why not? In every gig like this, there comes a time to either cut your losses of consolidate your winnings—whichever fits.
I drove slowly, looking for a proper place to sit down with an early morning beer and get my head together…to plot this unnatural retreat.

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I've got a little secret for you....

I found the perfect boots for cheap, cheap, cheap.

Earlier this week I was about to click on the"confirm purchase" button on piperlime for these boots. I thought $89 was a steal until....

I stumbled upon the Charlotte Russe website.

Don't judge me... I am a lady on a budget. So what?

I found the twin to the Piperlime shoes by for 1/3 of the price.

For reals.

I was concerned they would look cheap but after trying then on with a pair of black skinny trousers I was convinced. They looked shockingly similar to the pair from Piperlime; the biggest difference?

The price tag.

Judge for yourself.....

Exhibit A.

Steve Madden Chelseey: original price $129 on sale $89

Exhibit B.

PATENT PLATFORM BOOTIE: original price - $42 on sale for $30.

What am I listening to while bragging about saving mooolah?