DIY Embellishing

I recently posted about embellished sunglasses (here), so was thrilled to discover this DIY post on the lovely Cupcakes and Cashmere blog…  

All images, Cupcakes and Cashmere

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Lookbook Lovely Adam G

Today I decided to do something a little different, in that, today's lookbook lovely is a male, Adam G...
I think that he has the most impeccable dress sense.

All images Adam Gallagher, LOOKBOOK.nu 

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I'm not sure what I'll do...

 The Gifts of Life

skullsandlitas

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Sell Yourself

Riches for Rags

After the news of the closing down of my company, I immediately began the process of sprucing up my CV. Once complete I sent it to my brother for proof reading before sending it out to potential employers and various industry specific recruitment agencies.

Along with a few comments down the margin, he sent me some inspiration…

This was taken from an article in the New York Times titled 

“Admissions Essay Ordeal: The Young Examined Life”

I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I have been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Cuban refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently.

Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot bicycles up severe inclines with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Minute Brownies in twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru.

Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Amazon Basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Mets, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I'm bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays, after school, I repair electrical appliances free of charge.

I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie. Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear. I don't perspire. I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail. I have been caller number nine and have won the weekend passes. Last summer I toured New Jersey with a traveling centrifugal-force demonstration. I bat 400.

My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl tennis rackets at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening. I know the exact location of every food item in the supermarket. I have performed several covert operations with the CIA.

I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in a chair. While on vacation in Canada, I successfully negotiated with a group of terrorists who had seized a small bakery. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid.

On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a toaster oven. I breed prize-winning clams. I have won bullfights in San Juan, cliff-diving competitions in Sri Lanka, and spelling bees at the Kremlin.

I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Elvis.

But I have not yet gone to college.

(The author was accepted at NYU.)

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Moving Along

Yesterday I received news that the company I am working at will be closed by the end of April. A little over a year ago, I was in the same situation (Goodbyes and Beginnings)…

I am doing my best to trust fully in the notion that everything happens exactly as it should.

"The thought of sitting in front of a man behind a desk and telling him that I wanted a job, that I was qualified for a job, was too much for me. Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn't have you by the throat."

- Charles Bukowski

DAYDREAM LILY 

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Monday Musing

Wise words...

Blanc Pale

observando

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Happy Valentine's Day

sarie little friedman

If you love someone, tell them, and tell them often. 

Because people have a tendency to forget...

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