First, for putting my obsession in check.  I don’t know why I was on those shoes so tough last night (they showed up in my dreams – no bullshit), but thanks for helping me keep everything in perspective.  If I happen to find them in a thrift store with walls lined with cubbies full of stuff (like in the dream I had), I’ll get them.  Fair?  I think so.

Second, for posting about this:

I actually went somewhere on a Sunday afternoon and had a damn good time.  Since I didn’t have the wherewithal to bring cash to  actually buy stuff – like this DOOOOOOPE vintage green sweater covered in shiny things – I took the time out to take everything in, browse some cool stuff, listen to some cool music and meet some cool people.  Sucks that we missed each other there.  Bluh.

AHHH!  Vacation is over.  Can’t wait until Christmas!  

Sooo, how was yours?  I want to hear it.  =)

I’m about ready to give up my firstborn child to the person who can find me these in an 39EUR/8US.  I know, I know…I’m obsessive/fixated/have issues/blah blah blah.  But still.  GIMMIEGIMMIEGIMMIE!!!

Why does the blog world (and yes, two people make up the blog world when it comes to these shoes) continue to taunt me with their possession of my long-obsessed over Chloe combat boot?  If I could actually find them for sale, it would be ok, but NOOOOOOOOOOOO.  They’re nowhere to be found on the intertubes.  NOWHERE!!!

Why must I cry???

I just sat and watched all of this mess.  I feel like the least the world can do is send me a functional link where I can buy these shoes.  Or point me to someone that doesn’t want their pair anymore.  Or anything.  The back of a truck/shoe equivalent of a chop shop/your local dealer will do.  Seriously.

I didn’t make it to work today, so I’ve taken the opportunity to spend the day in my ‘SC sweats (read: no outfit post).  I’m doing the best I can to keep warm since the temperature finally decided to drop and bring the rain along with it.  I hate rain.  Always have.  I can’t operate normally and forget about trying to drive in it (there’s a story and it involves the near totaling of the ’91 convertible Mustang I used to own…so sad).

Today, I made it my mission to look for all of those items that I’ve seen by the by in hopes that I will be able to acquire them for myself.  At the top of the list is that Elizabeth and James knuckle ring that Rumi has been wearing.  It’s been haunting me for what feels like eons and I just couldn’t find it.  Anywhere.  Only one site carries it (supposedly) and I only see it in gold – not really my thing as I have worn silver for nearly all of my life with the exception of my mother’s wedding band that she gave me after my dad died.

After much mainstream web searching and a disheartening attempt on ebay in nearly every country, I decided to check Etsy, my ace in the hole in situations like this.

Score.

Not only did I find what I was looking for, I got more than I expected.  It is the style I have been coveting for over a month and, to my merryment, it’s a vintage piece with some of the best little details (and you all know how much of a sucker I am for details).  The inset rhinestones and pearls made this a no-brainer for me.  Dudeguy caught a glimpse of it over my shoulder and, without prompting, said, “that’s reallyfuckincool.”

I bought it.

I’m usually not one for much jewelry, but I couldn’t pass this one up.  No way, no how.

I found a hat in dudeguy’s closet.  After I took out all the…extra…riff raff out of my hair, I decided that I would wear this hat and pull out a tuft of hair to act as a bang a la my hair muse Janelle Monae.  Gah, the things she does with that hair.  Amazing.

So here’s my outfit today: token menswear shirt over a dress topped off with this hat.  I got quite a few “you know who you look just like…” remarks today as a result.  The best, IMO, was Pauline Black from the ska band The Selecter.  I thought it was dead on…at least from the neck up.  LOL.

Thrifted Shirt//F21 Dress & Shoes//Dudeguy’s Hat

You can’t really tell where the hat ends and my “bangs” begins for lack of great contrast between black and brown and the fact that the last time my hair was straight was around two years ago.  Here’s a better shot:

Today’s outfit – I couldn’t get my regular shot in, so here is me at work…doing what I do…everyday.  Does anyone know someone who is hiring?  Anyone?

Thrifted Sweater & Belt//F21 Jeans//Guess Boots//Teddy Bear Earrings from Joei

Remember the Korean coffee shop I told you I was going to last night?  Well, I DID go (YAY) and had a pretty good time sitting, talking and shoving hot beverages and sweets into my mouth.  It’s  really cool place and I’ll be glad to recap.  

Before I start, I’ll introduce my friend Joei:

Love this girl.  She’s hilarious and managed to find me a pair of teddy bear earrings.  Yes, they are as cute as they sound and I’m sorry for the sucky picture quality. 

Since we were clearly in K-town, I had to ask her, “Joei, am I going to be the only black person here?”

She says, “it doesn’t matter.  I’m the only Chinese girl here.”

I respond, “Well, I’m part Chinese, so will that help?”

*laughter ensues*

These are the conversations I have with my friends.  LOL. None of it mattered anyway.  

We sat outside on a nice brick patio with iron chairs.  It’s a pretty nice place and HUGE on the inside.  You’d never be able to tell from the street.  I hear the post-club crowd comes here so that explains the size and the fact that it closes at 2am during the week and around 4am on weekends.  Nice. 

I can’t tell you how the coffee is there because we completely skipped over that and ordered a pot of Earl Grey and a couple of cakes.  Oh, the cakes.  THE CAKES!  They’re an adventure in subtle sweetness and texture and they come out in perfect little domes.  Very cute and tasty. 

The tea wasn’t half bad, either.  Any urbane coffee shop that uses whole leaf is good with me.  We asked for around three refills of water.  

Overall, I liked the place and plan to go back in the future.  If anyone ever makes it down there, please try the green tea tiramisu.  It’s ex-quur-zhit.  I know, my Ms. Jay impersonation over the computer needs work.  Lots of work. 

Cafe Mak

612 Shatto Place (near Vermont & 6th)

Los Angeles, CA 90005

213-252-9898

Happy Friday, guys.  Go out and do something fun so you can tell me about it later.  =)

F21 Top & Belts//Handmade Skirt//Tights from Target//Colin Stuart Boots

I really couldn’t decide which picture I liked best, so I used them all.  Yay for exercises in vanity!

I was feeling a tad uninspired in the clothing department yesterday, but today made up for that.  Thank you endlessly to S for giving me a failsafe way to put outfits together.  I don’t think I could have pulled this off the top of my head in the morning considering that I can’t even string words together to form a coherent sentence before 9:30.  It’s sad.

I’m supposed to go to a Korean coffee house tonight with my friend Joei.  Let’s hope that one pans out.

Buy this album.  Now.  It’s amazing.

That is all.

Thank you.

But seriously, I got to hear snippets of this today and Q-Tip is NOT PLAYING.  At all.  It’s an amazing record – every single of the 12 tracks are good and that’s extremely rare in the music being offered today.  I won’t use this as an in to go on my tirade about how most music sucks today (lookin’ at you hip-hop).  I will say that I am glad that two individuals have decided to go against the grain and made good music – stuff they wanted to do that steps beyond the trends that hip-hop can’t seem to break from, and sadly, is known for.  Thank God.

After hearing Kanye’s interview on KROQ yesterday (further confirmation of my love for that man) and listening to this album today, I’ve decided that The Renaissance and 808′s and Heartbreak are the only two CDs/mp3 albums I need to buy this year.  Really.

And to all of those people giving Kanye major flack for this album, I will remind you that an artist’s job is not to make hits for you, it’s to make art for him.  If you buy it or benefit from it, all the better for him, but you are not the focus.  How selfish of you.

Time to Get Up…

Pennerad, you are a saint for introducing me to this here jacket that can be worn a million different ways.  And it’s called  “The Boiled Dim Sum Coat.”  And it has zippered arm holes that you can open and close at will.  How cool is that?  Really.  Tell me how cool this is.

Available @ Karmaloop

Ok, so to date we I have those Chloe boots and this jacket on my “generous benefactor who wants to do nothing else but send me flyshit to wear” list o’ stuff.  I still don’t have any takers, but I think If I keep adding to this list, someone will eventually do it.  

Wishful thinking maybe?  Probably?  Actually?

Ok, you’re right.  It’s nice to dream, though.  Or just save up enough to buy it.  Or just put it on the good ol’ Mastercard/Visa/Discover/Diners Club/AAA/Chevron…

Or not. 

Decisions, decisions.   

There was nothing remarkable about today; no funny stories, no horror stories; no nothing.  I like days like this, but the really good ones and really bad ones make life so much more interesting.

*sigh*

In lieu of recounting the day’s events, I’ll share some of the thoughts buzzing though my head.  Please don’t expect there to be any cohesion.

- As much as I try, i can’t effectively stick to a shopping ban for more than two months.  Sorry molly.  I tried.  Really, really hard.  I’ll get back on the wagon after the holiday season.  =P

- I think I’m going to try and make some drop crotch pants.  Not the “I look like I just shit my pants” kind, but the “the crotch on those pants is kinda low” kind.  No one likes shitty pants, and I happen to like the silhouette of the less droopy ones.  And being comfortable.  They look comfortable as hell.

- Reading blog comments makes me sad sometimes.  These internet pee-po are harsh!  Rumi, who gets a lot of hate for seemingly NO reason, had the best response to all of that ridiculousness – she ignored it for a long time, and finally spoke her mind about it.  You can read it here.  GOLF CLAP FOR RUMI!

- I really want a s’mores Pop Tart right now.

- I really like Chocolate News on Comedy Central.  DAG is hilarious.

- One day, I think I’m going to randomly buy a plane ticket to some city and try to make a life for myself with only $20 and a suitcase…several suitcases.  It could happen, right?

- Why don’t I own a cheapie pair of black leggings?  I find that to be very odd.

- I think MySpace and Facebook are soon to go the way of BlackPlanet.  I can’t wait until it happens.

- I’m so glad that 90′s style is mode again.  Mom saw me in my docs the other day and remembered that I used to wear them all.the.time in elementary school/junior high.  I was touched that she brought it up.

- Karl Lagerfeld is my hero.

- I like doing/wearing/saying off-the-cuff things just because I know I can.  It’s a great feeling.  Seriously.

- I miss watching Pee-Wee’s Playhouse.  I’m mad they had it on Adult Swim for a month and got rid of it.  Sucks.

Ok, I think I’ll stop now.  LOL.  Hope you guys are having a great week!