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Ha-ha, omg I'm retarded. K, thx.

Seriously though, the Fangirl Project girls were t'awesome! I was a bit under the weather, so neglected to wear my tutu. Damn.

Those are my curtains and new couch. Yay!

You can vote for this pic... but I just can't compete with the gorgeous Miss Jessica. Fab!

I don't have them very often. Are my drag queen roots showing???

Aside from that, we've gone into production on a new website at work, which has me MIA for a while. That's why I'm looking at, uh... shoes. Hahahaha!

Kiss!

The first two are the same blouse, but you can see detail better on the white. It is very see-through, but very CUTE with ruffles. The stripey babydoll next to it is satiny, and very tim-burtonesque. Which is happy making.

Some of this stuff is already on sale and I've had to order online. But wowie, I haven't been this excited for a long time!

Did I say something about trying to add more color to my wardrobe??? Bah!

K, I bought that first jacket a couple weeks ago, and have been wearing it TO PIECES. Works with jeans, works with slacks. Yes. Uh, and more houndstooth, booyah!

Aaaaaaaaaand, zee cutest li'l jumper set evar. It is black knit over stripe t-shirt.

And we haven't even hit the Velvet Season™ yet!

James Gillray is my true love.

And no, it is not a mistake that the pudgy funster on the right looks like Charles James Fox. o_0

"Following the Fashion" a December 1794 caricature by James Gillray, which satirizes incipient neo-Classical trends in women's clothing styles, particularly the trend towards what were known at the time as "short-bodied gowns" (i.e. short-bodiced or high-waisted dresses). This caricature satirizes the figure-type which is most flattered by high-waisted dresses, contrasting it with a body-type which was not flattered by the style -- as well as playing on the perennial struggle between attempts of the "Cits" (families of rich merchants in the City of London area) to imitate the stylish aristocrats of west London, versus the determination of the aristocrats to socially repulse the Cits, and consider them to be still unstylish.

Text in image:

"St. James's giving the Ton: a soul without a body" [i.e. bodice]
"Cheapside aping the mode: a body without a soul."

I love fat ladies in art. Unfortunately, most of them are unflattering caricatures. But because I don't find fat unflattering, I love them anyways. And that last drawing "Dido in Despair" makes me unbelievably happy.

Buy a sailor girl t-shirt! From Torrid.com...

I was in Lane Bryant yesterday looking at their stripey-tees. The overly enthusiastic sales girl pontificates that she doesn't know why they sell them, one simply musn't wear horizontal stripes evar. "But they're piratey," says I, grabbed one and checked out.

Judy Blume wrote that fat girls should never wear frillies or pink or lace. I've had a complex since I was eleven that at thirty-eight I'm just now getting over and I don't care if I look like a 200 pound milk-maid. rawr! Milk this!

On another note, my blog is swamped with half-written unpublished posts. I've been too busy to finish anything of note, and haven't been online from home much for aaaaages. Which is good for me! I'm working diligently on health isssssues. The dollies look pretty, but secretly blame me for neglect. Things should be back to normal after Dollectable and the Europe trip. My parents are all moved to their new digs, and one final, GLORIOUS, piece of family furniture is coming to live with us. Life has been moving and hectic. Dear dorries, I'm sorry!

Fruit and nuts in my salad and on my pizza still make me red with rage. I guess I'm in the minority. I'm a milk maid and the only real condiment is cheese.

And I leave you with one final image: Fleurs et Poissons... what's that all about!?!?!

One thing I've learned... is that if you see dolly boy shoes you like, do not hesitate.

Musedoll.

Do people actually like apples and nuts on their salads and pizzas??? Or is it just me that runs screaming from such gastronomic nightmares?

Seriously, as much as I love the fresh food revolution I go absolutely ballistic, and verbally so, everytime I see a pumpkin & pine-nut tamale at the artisinal grocery store. Dude, freak out.

just a touch of girl scout?

Picked this up last night: Marion Peck's I Cari Estinti (The Dearly Departed). Sentimental portraits of small children and pets.

You can picture how fast my little legs took me to the check out counter at the downtown Berkeley comic shop. Weeeeeeeeeeeeee! The little girl above is how I picture Imogen. Just perfectly. I even have a wig similar. Sigh. I lurves her so much!

Marion Peck favorites: Hair, Divine Swine, and The Happy Captain!

I just bought this sweater. Because it looks like the Musedoll.com collection and now I can dress like my dollies.

Sweet love hoodie

Stab me now. *falls over dead*