[via Buttons & Bows L.A.]

Oh, me?  Just hanging out in the backyard, taking pictures of the new stock in the store.  You know…gunmetal and antique gold chain vests.  No biggie.

I’m having way too much fun playing around with these chains and the different ways to wear them.  I almost don’t want to let them go.  Almost.  For you all, I will make exceptions.

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A couple of my guy friends have been asking me about delving into men’s jewelry…

*stroking imaginary beard*

It’s really funny how this whole thing sort of just…happened.  I can honestly say that letting things in life flow has led me to interesting places.  I’m very happy to be here.

I have been looking for a bag to invest in.  I think I may have found it.  The Larch, Valhalla Brooklyn

[via the Metropark blog]

Admit it.

I just made your weekend.  It may have sucked or been lackluster, but now…now that you’ve seen the gloriousness zestaculessness that is The Karl…don’t you feel oddly better?

I do.

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I see that my old yob now has a blog.  Seeing it makes me miss being on the floor on weekends when the DJ was in the store…and donating my paycheck back into my own register all for the love of denim.  Ahhh, they days of retail.

A little while ago, Mols and I set up a barter for bondage themed accessories.  I like to think that she is enjoying her harness/holster as much as I am enjoying this body chain.  It’s like the perfectly dainty “cover up” to an exposed back at work.

If you were to ask me what my deal was with all the chains, I wouldn’t be able to tell you. The same goes for cuffed jeans. Something about rolling your pants up passed where they should be has always been appealing.  Probably because of how I associate the action with preparing to play in the mud.

*Eli Porter pause for my memories of summertime as a doe-eyed youth without bills to pay*

Back when I wore this, someone came up and asked if they were supposed to attach a leash to me.  You can imagine how awkward the rest of that conversation was.

AA U-neck dress, Colonial Madness boots, body chain courtesy of Lil’ Molly Cake

I just got back from running errands with dudeguy and spending money on stuff I really didn’t need.  I HATE when that happens…although I WAS looking to get a light denim cover-up for summer…and I really do like horizontally striped sweaters…and I do like that color turquoise, so that vintage cropped jacket was ok…and who can say no to the famed VS rompers of yesteryear…and everyone loves a crop top (especially when it has a racing stripe in that beloved shade of turquoise)…in fact, the only thing I planned to get was some elastic for a new project that I’m working on that cost all of $6.  I managed to pick that up, too.

I am a hot ass mess right now.  Really.

Here is one of my dear lovies, Karrie B, stuntin’ at a party in her Chain Gang:

"I'm so fabulous, I piss glitter"

Come on…admit you love it.

Get them here.

If you read my latest rant, this is what all that profanity (you missed a LOT) was all about:

My very own Wendy B exclusive, Mudflap Jill!!!  The detail on this piece is jaw dropping.  Notice her little thumbs, pointed toes, plump derriere and *ahem* ruby capped jugs.

Dudes, she even has a face and separate legs.  I am in awe.  I’ve been told that Wendy is making more in gold for some other lucky ladies, too.  RAWR.

Wendy’s jewelry  (if you’re living under a rock and had no idea whatsoever) is incredible.  I had the pleasure of seeing it up close and personally over a pomegranite margarita when I visited New York and met the legend herself.  I stand by my claim that she is twice as gorgeous and fabulous in person and that every piece she designs is worth the money she charges.  Trust me.  This isn’t a Ralph’s candy machine necklace.  Not at all.  

<3 you Wendy!!!  I still hate the post office with the burning heat of a thousand suns, but I’ll love that woman forever.  You should too.  Go here.  Or here.

UPDATE: I neglected to mention that this particular necklace isn’t available on her site.  If you reeeeeeeeeeeally want one, go to her blog and shoot her an email.  Tell her I sent ya!  The necklace has been added!!

Oh Em Gee!!! I had NO CLUE that my shop was featured on LuckyMag.com back on May 15th. Are you serious? You are?

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!!?!?!

I’d know that wrist anywhere. Thanks to Lucky and Jennifer by way of my dearest Molly Cake (the tipper-offer of my store to the first place).

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

dudeguy’s jeans, vintage cub scout belt, colin stuart boots, chained up vest

This is what happens when you get dressed with the intention of taking a decent outfit picture, but have your day ruined when your expected special delivery gets royally fucked by the Postal Service.  I mean…it’s a 9 story building with a reception desk on the floor that the package was addressed to.  To WHOM did they “attempt” to deliver it and WHERE did they leave this little “notice” informing me of where my precious cargo was being taken back to?  Hmmmmmmmmmmmm?  Couldn’t leave it with the receptionist, huh?  Huh?

Bueller?  

I’ll have you all know that I have a ferocious temper (with extremely low tolerance for stupidity and/or lack of common sense when it directly affects me and ish I paid for) and sometimes, throwing things into piles from across the room is the only thing that makes me feel better.  Sometimes.  Because right now, I still want to cuss out the damn mail carrier.  

Attempted delivery my ass. 

*END RANT*

Ok, I know there has to be a reasonable explanation as to why I am not wearing my Mudflap Jill right now. Since I’m done overreacting, I will politely call USPS tomorrow and resolve this…situation.

How mature am I?

LOL

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In lighter news…the site is launching on Friday!  Are we ready to input new URLs into our feeds?  Are we?

Ok, as much as I oscillate between shopping as if I have limitless funds and taking the ascetic route (usually prepping for the enormous binge to come by scouting potential buys), one would think that I have bought something from nearly every online shopping outfit available to someone on my salary. There are, however, those certain shops that I browse, go back to, consider, and then get distracted from when a new shiny thing pops up on ebay. One of these shops is ModCloth.

The stock of adorably cute vintage is certainly there. The shoe stock is also a big draw. The fact that it’s an indie operation should make it an absolute shoe-in. Thoughts of “why have I not given them money” always seem to cross my mind as I browse the site. Strange, I know. Especially for me.

Fortunately, I won’t have to consider for much longer because they carry this:

Fun Guys Necklace

Yes…mushrooms on a chain. This item is the icing on a cake full of reasons to support this site.

Anyone who’s been riding with me since December was around for the chronicles of my Nama’s illness and passing. Lady used to tell this joke that she thought was absolutely hilarious:

This mushroom goes up to a woman and asks her out on a date. She, of course, turns him down. Not willing, to give up, he pleads with her…

“C’mon lady, I’m a fun guy…”

Yes, it’s one of those jokes, but it made her laugh. Hard. You can imagine why this necklace appeals to me.

This day marks the beginning of a brand new relationship…because right now I’m looking at about 16 other things that should be in my closet. This is only a partial list:

(sensing a color theme here…)

(yeah, definite color theme…)

END THEME – I pretty much need this shirt. Like yesterday.

I would normally *sigh* at the site of all of this want, but shopping indie always makes me smile. Now where is my wallet?