Where I've been...

The Build up of stress proved too much to deal with.
So I took up an offer to visit my best friend from
undergrad and her family at a lovely house in the forest.
What followed was a very much needed respite from my
present existence. Five days of trees, water, sun and
cooking from scratch. Throw in some lovely babies with
an affinity for hand bells and about four dozen cookies
and you get some idea of this lil' slice-o-heaven.

I will be doing my best to return next year. And am
kicking myself for being too busy the past few years
to go. Stupid work.

I also learned some life lessons from a one year old.
They are as follows:

1. Say no often and mean it. Even if you want to say yes.
2. Guard your property with a vengance.
3. If your 'no' is not well received, scream until it is.

And now some pictures.

Cancer Free!!

But I have to take a weeks worth of
Atomic sized doses of steroids and
antibiotics to deal with the ick.

I no longer understand

Hey there.
It's been a bit hasn't it?
Some things have happened,
some resolutions and some
evolutions I suppose. I
managed to fend off the
attack of the crimson crocheted
menace that was plaguing my soul
only to be confronted with a lovely
bout of long dormant hand eczema.
For those of you not in the know,
this is caused by a variety of
triggers; Unhealthy foods, alcohol,
poor sleep and stress being among them.
So, of course, I was screwed.
I sit here typing to you with what
appear to be the hands of a burn victim with
the flu. Yes, the flu.
I can no longer hold a pencil due to discomfort
and hence an am unable to complete commissions
of drawings. On a bright note I have gotten
up to speed on both True Blood and Game of Thrones,
and have managed to shake nearly all that pesky
firmness from my bum that I never liked anyway.

Still, despite being seen as a leper every time
I board the train I have managed to get out and snap
some decent pics of my adventures as a dermatological
horror show. PS, cross your fingers. I'm getting my
first ever biopsy tomorrow as the terror on my hands
has not responded to treatment. Enough nightmare inducing
though. Lets look at nice things and good people.

recent events:

Spring landed in Bryant Park


I got sick on Mint Juleps watching the derby in Chelsea.
Also discovered that Derby pie is really a giant cookie.


The Butterfly Hat from McQueen's collection after Izzy Blow's suicide,
on display at the Met's Fantastic and Monumental presentation.


Cookies for breakfast.


Biscuts from an old recepie. Do Try.


Lunch @ Coffee Shop. Not so great Fish & Chips, great tile.


Ended up in ABC Home again. This place has become a regular
place to go when I'm down. Like Holly had Tiffany's. I suppose
haute bourgoise chaises are my diamonds? That or Tufting.


This love chair is awesome.


As are the indian patterned modernist pieces.


Ashley finds a moustache.

Featured Artist: Karen Elson

On the mend.
Still a little off.
Back to posting soon.
Hopefully.

mean reds

I know I'm supposed to reprt on the McQueen Show, but
I am under a fantastic attack by the Mean Reds presently.



Holly Golightly: You know those days when you get the mean reds?

Paul Varjak: The mean reds, you mean like the blues?

Holly Golightly: No. The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?

Paul Varjak: Sure.

Holly Golightly: Well, when I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away. The quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there. If I could find a real-life place that'd make me feel like Tiffany's, then - then I'd buy some furniture and give the cat a name!

Crush

Featured Artist: Mumford & Sons