fast-bender, part 1

Oh Michael, looking into your eyes will always melt me. Fuuuuuuuuu.......He looks so innocent here, like, "Oh hi, you just caught me offguard, I was just about to write a grocery list."

 Here he looks a lil bit more cheeky, like, "hehe, you caught me, I'm a big fan of HBO's Girls."

I feel like Fassbender would be so much fun to hang out with. He's for sure the funnest one at the party. Here he's just, like, so happy to be drinking with his pals. He's like, "Haha bro, she'll never fall for that line, lemme have a go a' it!"

{via here, here, here}

Millie the Model

I did some modeling for my friend Alex Brown's Etsy shop PFS Vintage last week. Bear with me as I dabble in some serious narcissism (but not really).

Sears Catalogue 1996

Magenta Pleats

Little House on the Prairie fairy

Bahama Mama

Flatterin' Pattern

Cocktail Party 1954

Pocket tricks

Turquoise Poise

Yup.

Lace 'n collar

Retro paisley

All these items are for sale here.

Photographed by: Germain Collinge Ménard

Art Direction: Alexandra Brown

Model: duh, me

PFS VINTAGE

Because you wanna.

Bicycle anger

In Montreal, we have a pretty great bike system. Bike paths run from one side of the city to the other, and everywhere in between. As soon as the snow melts, I de-rust my hibernating bike and don't put it away again until November. I wouldn't choose any other mode of transportation. There's only one thing: cars and pedestrians tend not to know where the hell to drive or walk, and have a particular knack for getting in my way.

The other day I was cycling through Westmount when I approached Green St. I went to slowly bike through it and noticed two women walking across the street in front of me. There was a huge gap between them so I biked through, but the woman who I biked in front of (may I just say that I didn't cut her off, I simply - and safely - biked past her in an effort to cross the street and avoid traffic), turns to me as I pass her and mutters, "Cunt!"

Are you serious? I'm more pissed she chose to use my least-favorite word in the whole world to insult me. From one woman to another, why use such a degrading and misogynistic term? I couldn't hold back so turned and did the childish thing of yelling "Bitch!" back to her. But come on! Have some respect for your fellow cyclists! It totally ruined my day.

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Pastel bangs and Rococo

Photographs of pastel-colored hair and pink eye makeup makes me think of Fragonard paintings and Vigée Le Brun portraits of Marie Antoinette (obvs). I like the hyper-feminization of pink hues and girly ribbons tied in the hair. It makes me want to pick a bouquet of pink roses from the rose garden I have in my fictional backyard, after enjoying afternoon tea served by my maidservants. Sigh. 

                                                                                     

Behind the scenes of Chanel's Cruise 2012/13 photographed by Delphine Achard) {via here, here, here}, with Vigée Le Brun's portrait of Marie Anoinette, 1783 {via}, and Fragonard's The Swing, 1767-1768 {via}

Another day at the Cinema

It's Sunday again. Today we're playing Hysteria, Marley, The Whale, Amador, and some silent films. I can't even describe how horribly annoying it is when a group of 4 friends, for example, walk in and all stand around the cash together and one tells me, "Four tickets for Marley," and so I go, "Okay, that's $46.00," and then they go, "Oh, but we're paying separately." Then don't tell me you want 4 tickets! Say, "I'll have one ticket for Marley." Sometimes in response I get, "It's $46.00 for ONE ticket!?" YA. YA it's over forty bucks to see a feature film. Learn some freaking ticket-buying skills, people!

Today I also got the usual comment of, "Why don't you accept credit cards?" (note: the cinema I work at does not accept credit cards and there are two big signs at the cash so people will GET IT. having to answer questions relating to this policy - among other things - has become the bane of my existance). I don't know why we don't accept credit cards, Mister. When I started working here we didn't accept them. My boss decided this long before I was even hired. Some businesses have rules like CASH ONLY so I friggin' don't know WHY we don't accept credit cards. Talk to the owner about his decisions to allow or not the use of plastic.

Thank god tomorrow's Monday.

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Don't let go

                                  "Wait For Me Daddy," by Claude P. Dettloff, October 1st, 1940

I recently saw this image and was struck by how much it captured. The long line of male soldiers walking towards a waiting train in British Columbia; the three extended hands of the mother, son, and father, forming some sort of familial bond; the view of the small town landscape and architecture; the women all walking along the side of the men.

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I've been lazy

I have been super lazy on the blog front. I better mention a couple major things that have happened since my last post! Okay, first of all, I've graduated university! I am now a woman with a Bachelor's degree in Art History! It's not that big of a deal, really. I mean, I can't really find a job in my field right away, but I'm fine with just working at the Cinema and trying to fill my days with different hobbies. This summer, I'm going to try my hand at quilting, urban gardening, and of course, blogging. Can I just make a living from making crafts, baking pies, reading magazines, and drinking buckets of white wine?

{via here and here}