Gypsy Caravan Essentials Jewelry is now available on the Opening Ceremony website, as well as at their New York store and off this site, of course! Check it out!
I still loves forts and am often tempted to build one, but I always worry about what I'd do in there once construction was complete, try as I might its just harder to play and pretend than it used to be.
A fort for grown-ups?
I suppose I could just build a fort and build a cocktail and sip it in there, with a good book or a project?
Maybe you're excited that it's Monday, I am not particularly thrilled. If you have the Monday Blues (a continuation of the ultra sickening Sunday Night Blues) I have some images and video that should make you feel better, or maybe scared, hypnotized, inspired, confused, nostalgic, or at least, distracted.
My homegirl! Shelley! What a fabulously strange woman.
Ringin' any bells?
Shelley Duvall's Faerie Tale Theatre
If you, tragically, are not familiar, Faerie Tale Theatre was the most incredible television series to ever air. All live action Brothers Grimm and other such classic fairytales.
The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe, ( the 1988 production)
I still half-expect this to happen to me and am often genuinely shocked and disappointed to discover that what I thought was a magical little something, glimmering in the morning sun, waiting for me, is in fact a discarded kit-kat wrapper from an already forgotten midnight snack.
1986 production of "A Little Princess"
Charming, occasionally tiresome, heroes (Dick Van Dyke is so hot)
Horrifying creep
Evil, ostentatious, perverts.
All from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
duhhhh
Pollyanna
The treehouse scene in Swiss Family Robinson...
These movies always bring back such strong, specific feelings. They also seem to sit in the back of my mind, cooking and occasionally popping out and taking me back in time.
I live in a studio apartment in New York, that is really more appropriate for a child or doll to be living in than 2 "adults". I love it, despite its miniature size, but it does make me wonder about square footage, not so much wondering if I'd be happier in a 7,000 square foot McMansion, but wondering what other tiny places I could call home.
Size-wise, my apartment is about the same as a sweet little cottage, but its in the middle of Manhattan, not the middle of a garden. It is very common in New York to propel the notion that moving from this city somehow induces severe mental illness. "Oh no, no, you'd loose your mind if you left!" We all very quickly remind friends who share fantasies of living on the beach, or in the country or just threaten general desertion.
Maybe, its too hot in New York, or maybe I just need a weekend trip, but right now, living in a little shack in the woods sounds pretty good.
This is ideal. I suppose it would get very very drafty, so perhaps it is only suitable as a summer house or in a warm climate.
Maybe I can just move in with Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle, at least my laundry would be taken care of!
