Get Well Soon

My throat was the dessert... The occasional sandy air flow sends me out of REM sleep, up from the bed hacking. All efforts to move my body were futile. I propped on the spud bag, blinded by achy-ness from all directions, throbbing like strobe lights on a bad hang-over, playing Shostakovtich (piano trio)in my head. Getting up, walking into the kitchen to make a protein shake cost more energy than I took in. They weren't joking when they say:" Starve a fever". It's more like "the fever will starve you".

After three days of liquids, the first thing I craved was chicken legs.Then I parade around the house in my "skinny day" jeans, beaming, all of 10 minutes I lasted until week knees and dizzy head called me to nap again. I like to nap, except all morning long workers have been drilling non-stop; my neighbor blasted the TV volume in hope to override that. Alas, true zen can exist amidst of chaos. I have either reached acceptance or letting go, both are fine with me for I did not have much strength to hold on at the moment.

Still, I managed to do a lot of nothing, but a lot in my head.

Dressing up perhaps?! That will lift my spirits! I mustered all energy to change into a few outfits. Proud by the effort, drained by the process, I am due for another nap now.

Fake zippers, real cool.

 



Vintage broach on chain.




ShoeRaps



Vintage Pendelton Box Coat.

Local College Surplus Sale = A New Hobby

You can go home with this,

or these,

or those with literally pocket change. $1 - $10 tops.

These finds may just cost you less than that cup of joe in your hand.

Lookie, the lines rival a holiday mall.

These chairs found a new home. $2 a piece, deal.

UNCG Surplus Sale. Every 2nd Friday. Lines start forming before 8am.

Caution! ShoeRap the winter chills

It has been a funny winter here in Greensboro, NC. The kids were out of school for almost a whole week due to snow;

make that speed limit 5, that would be walking.

snow day means play day



I dug out my old wool skirt and wore it as a neck warmer.


and today we relaxed at 70 degrees. I took advantage of the warmer weather to sport something other than snowboots (even though i love them).

a tie-dyed scarf can perk up any winter day

hand-me-down pumps with ShoeRap, as my boss called them.

I got these bands from Hancock Fabrics and had Tran sewed on velcros (under arch) . After all, these black pumps needed some pick-me-up. My boss dubbed them "ShoeRap" &  told me I should patent and market them. Others just thought I didn't want to get run over.

Meet My Crew

 

Hubby



son

yours truly

Pouna sporting a gel manicure I did

 





Chilly winter --> More time indoors --> Take silly shots --> Noodle around with fx -- > Fun

Je t'aime tattoo-ed Emus, et tu?

 

 

Voila! Paula's handy work brought my idea to reality. I love being warm in snowy winter days, especially in these Scandanavian Reindeer Herders inspired, tattoo-ed Emus. Thank you Paula!

When MPT finds a point

When Mosaics, Pixels & Tribal vibes find a point on these short short nails, they become happy.  Thanks to these gorgeous polishes:

Deborah Lippmann: Fade to Black; Constant Craving; Lady is a Tramp; Daytripper.
American Apparrel: Manilla; Mount Royal.
Misa: Blue Light; The Grass is Greener; Pour me something Tall and Strong.
Essie: Blanc

Clog-ing for tattoos

Ever since I saw these stitched clogs with pentacles by Marios Schwab, I've been wanting to get me some tatoo art on clogs. When cool gal Paula showed me these snow boots of hers with moose tattoos, I knew she could tattoo my clogs happy.

 

This is a before picture, we will have to wait patiently for the end product. Meanwhile, I might just spread the happiness onto my Emu boots with a shot of Moose head. No pain, all gain -- sweet.



My Emu boots in waiting.



Clogs before tatoo.