You’ve seen this top and skirt before.
Both from Buffalo (I cut up the tank).
I was feeling stripey last night.
And look! Jack the cat is almost all better.
A fluke illness that stumped the vets.
He went flat like a pancake.
Stopped eating, drinking & grooming.
Apparently fat cats will die in 3-4 days if they don’t eat as their liver fills with fat and BAM!
Dead of “fatty liver.”
So, he was on IV nutrition for two days (oy).
Then came home Friday night and I had to force feed him high protein food.
This was the same day I had my root canal,
so a “fun” Saturday followed of us sleeping all day together as we healed.
Luckily, the one night of force feeding was enough for him and he perked up some on Sunday.
I offered him many temptations such as steak, rotisserie chicken and Alaskan canned salmon. VET : I don’t care what he eats, just get him to eat!
He chose to ease in with Whisker Lickin’s soft treats and Fancy Feast juice.
Rough patches like this are when I bemoan being single.
I could have really used the comfort of a loving other on Saturday for big hugs, hot tea making
and turning the Netflix off on my iPad when I fell asleep on hydrocodone.
All better now.
Thrifted on a day yellow tags were half off.
A simple basic throw on for summer.
I wouldn’t have paid $7, though, just so you know.
The outside of my house is being scraped and buffed for repainting right now.
Not so into the mess that process is making, but a fresh exterior will be nice.
Should get some nice texture shots out of it, too. Oooh, “edgy.”
Also, please notice the little rooster topping off the fence post up there “Cox Fence.”
The jacket is another one I can’t get rid of.
It has some naturally occurring rips and added safety pins in lieu of lost buttons.
I have bought a few similar jackets in replacement attempts.
But guess what?
It’s not replaceable!
I got it at H&M or Top Shop in London or Amsterdam years ago.
Perfect light weight layer & a nice grey/purple that seems to compliment everything in my closet.
So, they stay.
And we all live happily ever after.
I’ve been rolling the Marc pants up a little high-water-y.
These pants, like all the fancy pants I bought when working at NM, are a little big now.
Have gone from perfect fit to slouchy.
NOT the worst problem to have.
Restructured vintage MTV Spring Break tee from Buffalo Exchange (I tied back).
Let’s see…what else…
Really, actually (no, REALLY really) quit my “bad habit,” if you know what I mean.
Coincidentally met a good habit (potentially) for an easy transition.
Heading to Marfa this weekend with a big group for a pre-wedding bash in the artsy desert.
We are taking over El Cosmico.
Each airstream trailer will have a signature drink.
Mine involves gin and jalapeno.
Tip top shape.
I always wonder if an item wasn’t worn or the owner just didn’t know to break sewn pockets open to reveal …the pockets.
Halston III was a line created for JC Penney in the 80s.
Upon its release, Bergdorf dropped the real Halston line and there began the downfall of Halston.
But a happy, vintage blazer day for me!
Billy Reid had a warehouse sale last weekend in their original space,
which happens to be around the corner from me.
Amazing deals and you know I love a deal. This tee retails for $48.
I also got a $900 coat for $189 and black moleskin pants for $29 which retail for $250.
So…dating life (grrrr).
I shut off my Okcupid for a bit.
Met a lot of men who were very…nice.
After a few, the meet ups start to feel like job interviews instead of dates.
Luckily, I got my rebound fling over with a hunk of Trouble vs Bad News from the real world.
You know the kind. The guys that glow from afar with a big red danger sign?
I’ve had a share of these fellas cross my path and am weak against their powers.
Gonna fall from categories such as: restless, driven, advanced creative, addictive personality, sexy beast.
You back away…”uh-uh!”
But if their sights are set, with a little cooing, rationality can’t help you.
You fall for them because they are intense. Which is hot.
They look you in the eye and ask for what they want. Hot.
The kiss is electric and the sex can be mind blowing.
These guys do not make plans, they do not go on dates, they don’t return texts in a timely fashion and they sure as hell won’t ever follow through on the awesome activities they proposed.
You enjoy it while it lasts with a glimmer of hope they will change their ways to be with you.
But unffff! The passion.
That fling came and went*, as can be expected.
I hold out hope I will find a man for myself who is adventurous, ambitious and sexy and also wants to love and be loved in a committed way.
We will travel the world together and laugh, learn, taste, create, invent.
I know this is exceedingly rare, but I’m in it to win it.
He’s out there.
And I wonder what he’s doing…right…now…
I picked it up at local boutique Milk+Honey.
A lot more than I generally spend, but was a necessity once on.
While taking these photos, I got a nice surprise!
It happens that my brother works in administration at Fair Park.
It happened that he was taking a breather and walking in a random direction.
In which he happened to stumble upon his sister photographing!
A note on this historic park :
Instead of modernizing the Cotton Bowl stadium smack in the center of Dallas,
major football events that used to take place here now happen in Arlington (which is not Dallas).
That’s a bummer.
Fair Park is crumbling.
But these once-grand, public grounds could be refurbished and used for many types of events.
There are so many beautiful structures, halls and much impressive artwork.
Today Nick showed me a vestibule where murals were discovered underneath coats of white paint.
There are small spots delicately sanded down revealing bright, bold colors.
From floor to domed ceiling.
Of course, no money is available to complete this project right now.
It’s such a shame to see an amazing public area unsupported and unused.
What can be done to change this?
Another of my last purchases from Last Call.
Retail was $288, but had all kinds of markdowns and a store sale.
A favorite touch - hidden secret.
Bright orange, silky poly lines entire interior.
Caressing my skin at every move.
Remember this belt from this hideous dress I bought just for the belt?
My pal Toni thought she could rock the hideous dress, so I took it to her in Greece.
Still waiting for it to show up in a facebook photo.
That hideous, hideous dress.