It may come as no surprise to my loyal readers that Yuletide is my most cherished time of year. For a brief moment, it seems that all the world is alive with the magick of winter spirits. Yesterday, I adorned my crown of holly with festive candies and traipsed about in the feathery hills of newly fallen snow. Tonight I’m preparing a mulled wine for my annual viewing of “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” (the Original).
this box of teeny tiny macarons is perfect for the diorama I am creating as a miniature replica of a day in my life. all of the details must be just right. it is so unbelievably hard to find a miniature tiny typewriter in the exact hue of robin’s egg blue I require. I must also find a miniature ukulele, ballet slippers, and a bird cage.
“We’ve really had a gorgeous fall so far here in New York. This has been great except that when we have an especially nice weekend (as we did last weekend), the crowds in Manhattan can be unbearable. When this happens, Mr. Newton’s usual reaction is to drag heavy furniture in front of his door, watch lots of movies, read, bid on stuff on Ebay…and wait for Monday to roll around when the streets of Manhattan are handed back to the artists.”
Ah! I have found a compatriot in my neck of the woods. You see, I just today learned of this fascinating weblog from a gentleman based in the city of New York. Also being from New York, I thoroughly agree with his disdain for crowds of excursionists whose only purpose seems to be impeding my daily walk! Indeed, how grand the quiet weekday afternoons are, when only us artists stroll the boulevards and avenues.
I wonder where Contrived Whimsy went. I miss their posts. I hope they are just on vacation or something. I wonder if they’ve seen this because… oh my god.
Oh dear! We’ve been dreadfully busy with The Holidays and cooking goose with cranberries and drinking nog (soy, of course, we needn’t let our figures go just because it’s December!), but never fret…we haven’t forgotten our duties!
The picture above, if you haven’t guessed, is me! I bet you could tell from my carefully manicured face (oh, did a smudge on my lens accidentally hide it?) and from the crescendo of whimsy that converges in my outfit - I am such an outstanding admirer of gray. It is the most demure of colors, don’t you think? After this quick photo snaps session, I withdrew to my post at the floral decorating boutique around the corner. It smells heavenly and the owner is as much a fan of 40s recording artists as me!
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I knew that my Native American/sugar skull/angel/bird costume would only be completed by the correct amount of glitter applied to my breast. I believe that I was successful.
“There’s this one place I know I can go…..
That will give me the same inspiration….
…………….as a good line in a withered book.
….or an old sepia photograph….where all the women are still wearing immaculate white gloves…
You know, inspiration in that day-dreamy, sun-lit, the-birds-are-chirping, hippie-hair-loose, opiatic, rose-colored glasses sense?
They love history.They love old frocks and rings and knick knacks.
Hannah loves 50s inspired hats and dresses.
Landon looks like he just left a retreat in Woodstock, NY, and he always shoots Hannah the most beloved, flattering light.
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Like in their blogspot pages had a smell, they would be vanila and the smell of baked apples and wood that may have drifted from your grandmother’s apartment. Or maybe cinnamon in a hot totti. In other words, it is sweet but not sacchrine, comforting but not cloying. It makes you want to fall in love and/or escape into their world.
Justin Timberlake - Fashion Friday: Escape into the rose-tinted world…of Hannah and Landon
Yes, Justin Timberlake himself wrote that. Beautiful, huh?
Oh, whimsy…usually I am most dearly akin to those photos from the early days of the twentieth century, but when I see these lovely sun-tinged photos that seem to leap right out of the mid nineteen seventies, my heart skips a beat! The long-haired bohemity of it all is just so enchanting…
My new favorite blog! It shows the cutest of the cute of all my favorite boys from decades yon and even gives you gents out there tips on how to emulate their fantastic style.
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this must explain why I feel so at peace under a wide open night pitch black dark sky, wearing nothing but a light lace negligee. next time I shall take photographs!!
Woe is me! I have been stricken with vampirism!
