Great new pieces, inspired by mid-century architecture, by Lizzie Fortunato.
Man, I love Halloween. It's always so fun to pretend to be someone else for a night, and it actually restores my confidence in people and their ability to be creative and show their sense of humor. We're going to Cinefamily tonight for their annual party (since last year's was one of the funnest nights of my life). This year is Dracula Disco:
I'm going as a Glampire, which I though I made up-but after googling it, clearly did not. Patrick is dressing in drag (yikes), and our friends are going as David Bowie the Goblin King and baby Toby from the Labyrinth. Happy Halloween!
The treasures at Erie Basin (where we got my engagement ring) are neverending! The brass art deco necklace is incredible, and I love this old nautical compass. I wonder how the owner got such great taste in choosing jewelry - I must say that jewelry is the last thing I look at when shopping for vintage at flea markets - the amount of jewelry (usually displayed haphazardly) overwhelms me, and I'm unable to find the gems from the junk. Which is why I'm so obsessed with places like Erie Basin and Tail of the Yak - where the vintage jewels are already so well curated that everything is amazing!
I have been looking for a rug to tie my living room together for a while (I also have a brown worn leather couch, although sadly not as awesome as this one) and am liking this chevron print (in an unexpected brown) from blog House of Brinson. I usually buy vintage Southwestern rugs, but this one may convince me otherwise.
Yesterday evening, on our way to supporting OccupyLA in downtown Los Angeles, we stopped in to check out the historical Bradbury building on Broadway and 3rd. Built in 1893 by George Wyman - who drew inspiration from a science fiction novel which describes a utopian "vast hall full of light" - the building has more recently been used as a film set (Bladerunner, anyone?). Seeing this building reminds me of why I love LA and all of it's hidden secrets!
In 2007, an amateur historian by the name of John Maloof bought 30,000 negatives on a hunch. They happened to be the photographic work of Vivian Maier, a lifelong nanny in Chicago who died in 2009 at age 83. She is posthumously being lauded as one of the first street photographers, and her work is being compared to the likes of Brassai & Diane Arbus. Maloof has edited a book of her photography called Vivian Maier: Street Photographer.
Just got home from a wonderful love-fest of a weekend in Mt. Tamalpais for our dear friends Jason and Kate's wedding. Being back in the bay after so long was absolutely refreshing, and being able to share this event with so many friends filled my heart with joy. The wedding went off without a hitch, and between my fiancé officiating and me in charge of decor, it was super fun to be so involved in the joining of two loved ones. More beautiful photos to come...