Night at Cafe Moro

I really wish my town had a nightlife. Or even a little streetlight that would be cool to stand under. I mean honestly, we've got a little coffee/quilting shop AND a decent post office! Arn't we just totally set up for a par-tay?! Well. No...and I dont' really think the town will ever truly be up to a little bit of night time culture.

Pullman, on the other hand, is a very interesting town. There's nothing quite like the unique combination of Chinese resturants, coffeehouses, and people with WSU printed on many various parts of their clothing. But it has a nightlife and it definitely has culture. A friend of Nick and I had a show at this crazy-cool coffee joint called Cafe Moro with his group, The Pullman Jazz Collective.

(The Pullman Jazz Collective)

This probably sounds cheesy, but the cafe's architecture was like a song in itself. The hexagonal tiling on the floors was a remarkable opposite to the square brickwork in the walls, yet the adjacent wall is covered with a slick silver aluminum. Americano in my hand, Nick by my side, and live jazz right in front of me, I truly felt like I was in NYC.  But the minute I looked out the huge enameled windows and saw the reflections for a Pizza Pipeline and Mandarin House chinese resturant, (that is neighbors to an incense shop),...I was quickly reminded that I was still in Pullman. The music was good though. The music was amazing.

There was this amazing phenomonon during the entire show; you know that feeling you have when the instruments gel in, finally begining to 'talk' to eachother? Well..this show had that phenomonon the entire time; each song was a new conversation, each solo a new monologue. I've never seen anything like it. Even throughout my years of going to Lionel Hampton Jazz Fest and listening to a fair share of the genre, I've never heard a sound quite like this...something that really kept me at attention for two-and-a-half hours.

Nick was my photographer tonight. And it turned out SUPER COOL. Almost smudgy, dark, edgy, all just because of the weird 9pm lighting. I didn't think that NOT taking my own pictures would be any different, yet NOT having the responsibility to set the timer and sprint into some pose was quite a relief. And I probably looked more sane than running back and forth from pose to camera - pose to camera - pose to camera. We found a really cool courtyard across from the Cafe Moro, complete with an old bench and an orb-like streetlight. Do I look like I'm examining an alien ship, or is it just me?

(Hurley long-collar peacoat. Alloy mag saddle bag.
My sister's tights. Denim cutoffs, made by me.)

It was a great night. Almost like a, "Welcome to the future...," kind of night.

Somethin' like a Booty Call...

Yes. It IS him.

They FINALLY brought the swingin' laid-back blues back to the 'Can.

G. Love & Special Sauce

Knitting Factory

Friday, February 26

8- 11pm

Holy crap. I'm so extremely excited.

The red quadri-fecta...

So AMAZING thanks-thanks-thanks to fashionista.com for posting the lookbook for Zac Posen's x Target line. First Rodarte...then Posen...I mean, seriously...SOMEONE is wearing the trendy-hat and ordering the good stuff! Good work Target! I was pretty excited about the first GO line, Luella, but this is just getting better and better and better....(and better.) JUMP! in the air for Zac Posen! Yay!

Love the LBD. Classic...would look really cool with some slightly sparkly or even colored tights. :) I'm a tights-addict...they go with everything. Or can at least be forced to go with everything. But here's a question for Zac here, -What's the black thing that she's holding...? Black puff ball? Black pom-pom?

Just HOW cool is the red windbreaker-jacket combined with the reddy-red socks? Love that...I did some crew socks this summer with some Converse and just felt like a dandy little boy. But this, on the other hand, is cute and feminine, and most of all very very Zac.

This, I love. It just looks so simple! If we dissect the look, all we get is a cute baseball-tee tucked into an A-line mini, (and those cool sockies again...) This is really a simple update on a classic combination. I really like this for a day in classes, at the movies, a little evening partay...anything. It's classic but BETTER. And I'm really diggin' those shades! Love classics....

THIS. IS. AMAZING. OK - I dibs it here first...this is totally and absolutely my choice for prom. It's red, poufy, strapless, and short. It's perfect. The quadri-fecta.

There's the REAL Zac with one of his droool-worthy creations...I love. I don't really like yellow that much, but this is goregous. :)

I'm getting so obsessed with clocks, watches, watch fobs, even clock-towers. Which is weird - I used to HATE telling time as a kid. :( I was constantly wrong and always mixing up the hour hand and minute hand. So ashamed.  (Tell me - WHO had the 'Great Idea' that the minute hand should be bigger than the hour hand?! Come on now, people! The hour is longer than the minute in time! Right...pffft.)

This clock in my kitchen *like, just so totally* went with my outfit today. Easy denim Gap button down, Bubblegum black skinny jeans, Forever 21 necklace, Jaqueline platforms, Sophie watch. All pretty simple and self-explanatory for a good day. A good day of finals. You know. Final Tests. I'd rather not talk about it too much for fear of somehow jinxing my success.

Whoa. Did I just say jinxing? Jinxing!? Since when am I superstitutious?

Mmmm..produce-phone.

I really was on the phone that time...not just posing with a weirdo object....

So all in all, today was about comfort. That nice feeling of settling down into your desks, getting out all your shiny and sharpened pencils, and then promptly getting railed with a test. A big test. A test that accounts for a big big percentage of your grade. But hey!...Maybe that's what the everlasting, always there, always wrinkle-free Gap buttondown was made for. I've found its calling.

a little snacky here - a little snacky there...

Ahhhhh...I love long weekends. Abbbsollluttelyy. *Like a boss*...Any Sandberg fans out there? No?...Weird.

Long weekends basically consist of some studying, some hanging out with Nick, (ok...a LOT of hanging out with Nick! yay..), and always reading of the fashion blogs....here are the favorite posts I found over the weekend...

style rookie - I'm SOOO rooting for Tavi to get her blue hair...finally. It will be amazing. I remember my old days of trying out 'Teal Tsunami', 'Punk Plum', and 'Flamingo Pink.' All with pretty decent results...(although when you mix the Plum and Pink, somehow you get red..? Ehhh? I dunno....)

a go-go fashion  - I've never seen this blog before I discovered it on lookbook.nu, but I LOVE this bright, sunny post. It totally reminded me of today...so hopeful for some springy weather. Definitely would like to see springy and bright versus spongy and muddy-gross.

Ok - those were the tippy-top of the blog posts that I liked...but here's a completely new topic. Lookbook.nu. I *made myself* sign up for Facebook so I could connect and truly enjoy the addicting experience known as lookbook.nu. But HERE HERE HERE are my fave looks...LOVE.

DIY//"coral lipstick" - I can't get enough of her Chanel shirts....who would have thought? Chanel? Make something as simple as a tee? I dig that...

Vintage - FOUNDATIONS - London, London, London. It's always done right when you combine vintage with a clever hat...such a great staple combination.

hair hair hair is GONE! oh..and some stromboli...

Nooo this is NOT supposed to sound like a magic magic hair removal system. *gross* And Nooo, the whole stromboli reference has nothing to do with the hair. No hair in the stromboli and no stromboli in the hair. The two just don't mix. Let that be a lesson to you alllll.

First off; we MADE it! The stromboli! In the oven! Rolled out that dough! Take that, Martha! We CAN make our own stromboli! It all started with Nick and his love for this weird folded cheesy-hammy-melty-seasoned sandwich thing. Ahem...the stromboli. We've gotten it on occasion in the cafeteria, but that's the once-a-month time that they actually feel like serving 'food.' You know how it is. (My favorite thing to get in the Caf is a mini-box of Cheerios or Honey Smacks. End of story.)

Anyways, with Nick on his journey to culinary school, (SCC!! Hoo-rah! My fellow Sasquatch!), we decided to homecook tonights supa'-crazy gourmet meal. And gourmet it was...check it out.

But just a sidenote...WHO decided that the student body as Spokane Community College should be represented by a Sasquatch..? A really big hairy one, at that. That is just....so.....just so....typical.

(The strom' and jambalaya take center stage.)

(I've never before called vegetarian food beautiful,

but this totally is...damn yummy too.)

Stromboli, hot sausage jambalaya, and even this dangerously addictive home-made parmesan-BBQ...anglaisé stuff.  It was ahhhmazing. I must stop gushing...really...I swear I'll try to stop soon. ...But did I *mention* how amazing it was? Really? Did you get the gist?...ok...there. Nick even made me a veggie stromboli and picked all the sausage out! How cute...

IN ADDITION! Now to the HAIR portion of the evening! Yeah...got it cut. My mom does DANG good work! Sheesh, if I hadn't just made her dinner I feel like I would owe her a tip....(wait wait - I did the bangs myself...:D)

Man...I feel so much lighter now. It's incredible.

double the inspiration...

IS that a cheesy title? On the verge of cheeky, but just kinda' cannon-balling into that realm of bad jokes/titles that are too stupid to be at all relevant?  Hmm..well, either way, it perfectly describes my spankin'-new book! Christmas present for meeee. Inspiration, by MK and Ashley Olsen.

So the firsty things first. Photography is killer. Love it. A lot of them are simple random Poloroids with idols such as Lagerfield, DvF, Margherita Missoni, Christian Louboutin, John Galliano, and of COURSE Peter Beard. Cool cool guy, that one.

Here's the low down on those pics up there. Blue room = How I wish my mind was. Clean, spacious, organized, color coded, perfectly accessorized. But I know that I would miss this unorganized, slightly dust-covered, rainbow-styled, crammed-to-the-brim thought process of mine. I really would. But NOW enter David Collins! I will continue to drool over this "interior architect's" work...love.

That red thing is so bomb! George Condo, in the service of visual awesome-ness. ..."his pieces are almost like dreams: Some of them incite fear, and some of them incite laughter." Now that's deep, congrats MK and A.

This Batman and Robin piece is genius, purely genius. Terry Richardson.

This picture of Little Red Riding Hood completely threw me back a few good years to my childhood...I read that book every day. I was utterly obsessed with the thought of a girl getting to delve into the forest by herself. She was the epitome of my moder-day girl hero. This shot was for Giambattista Valli's Fall 2008 collection where he asked, "What would happen if Little Red ate the wolf?" Good question indeed...

Ok - Some people give them flak for wearing...you know...some of the oddities that they do tend to don, but I LOVE IT. Not in a stalker-y, creepy-ish way, but I FEED off it. Ever since I was a complete youngster, eating cheese sammys with the crust cut off, I LOVED MaryKate and Ashley. Remember the classic, "Solve your crimes by dinnertime??" Yeah! That was my mantra in the days! I totally applaud them for trying new, fresh, different things. Even if their style can be straight off the runway, they're impressive and provoking. THAT is what fashion needs. Plus...I bought my first astronomically GIANT pair of sunnies thanks to them. I don't wear them because I look insect-like and I tend to run into walls and such, but I have them...and love them... that's all that matters. Meh meh meh.

clear as mud/bright as dusk/eventually...

(Second hand military jacket, Ray Bans, Bubble gum black skinny jeans,

 grey Wanted flats, F21 scarf, bag made by me...)

Some days are just all about taking a nice nap, watching the sunset, and feeling really cool and hip in a pair of sunglasses outside at dusk. There are just some things that make you feel so supremely wise such as unnecessary shades...even if you do end up sticking your arms out to grope around and block you from walking into something while feeling so damn cool.

I did feel damn cool...I really did.

finding the pearl...

Seems that my musing about prom has been replaced with studying the established Business Structure of America today and also Gothic period of Italian art...2010, and the new academia that goes right along with it, is really setting in lemme' tell ya. School is going quite smoothly, and I've even done a prettttty good job of following one of my quasi-New Year's Resolutions: Cook more. I found this one kinda tricky, actually. Seems easy when I think about it...Couldn't you see me just whippin' out an ahhhmazingly cuisine-ish meal that's just flawless and jam packed full of delicious-ness...? Yeah? No?   Ok, I get it...moving on...

I at least do some sort of 'cooking/preparing food' as I make Nick's lunch everyday, (it's MORE than just putting surprises in little plastic bagges! They actually have to be edible...)  I'm absolutely open to a nice cup o' Cheerios for dinner...or Froot Loops...heck - I'd even go for some Rice Chex. Kinda plain. But meh meh meh.  But I'm starting to think that oatmeal should start to count as some cooking; you have to microwave that for goodness sake! Seriously, adding water to the bowl AND pushing the button. Pleeassee.

Tonight was a little experimentation in the love-love-lovely land of dessert and cereal that is oh-so-close to my heart.  Cheerio Cereal Hearts, some Hot n' Fresh Cuisine! (Which actually aren't hot; they're in the 'fridge. And they're not really going to be all that fresh...Nick will eat them tomorrow.) But still, Cuisine with a capital C! Kinda...

Recipe continued...under 'Read More'

(I was a tad inspired by the richy gold-ocity of the Cheerio Hearts...I just had to drag out everything of the color scheme. Mmmmm...what a tasty palette...)

(Studded bracelet, made by me, chain-watch from a Christmas present, F21 'Chanel chain' necklace, vintage pearls, Claire's necklace, Xhilaration butterfly, my own skeleton key, vintage lily brooch.)

Oh! AND! BIG MOMENT HERE! I DID learn how to describe CLOTHES in Spanish!

Yo llevo una camiseta azul! I'm wearing a blue shirt!

Yo llevo zapatos bonito! I'm wearing pretty shoes!

Now THAT is a fun way to learn...

i thinkin' prom...

Well wow, this is the most I've ever PLANNED for prom. Inspiration boards? Naw. Internet searches for styles or stores? Nope. For the past two years the prom shopping has been brisk, off the cuff, and with an americano in hand. Caffine is needed when you're dealing with the wicked amount of tulle and glitter and "Bump-its" out there. Am I right,  or am I right...?

LOVED Mary-Kate Olsens Christian Lacroix Haute Couture number...ooo-er. That would just make me numb with happiness to wear. Plus, this Carlos Miele mini-dress is absolutely goregous. I really like this whole 'silver-gold' thing. They play off eachother amazingly well. Can't forget about the sparkly-disco pink bangle by Betsey Johnson, and the skull w/ cute pink bow necklace also by Betsey. Sequin clutch wallet by Marc...amazing man....

lindsay, lindsay, lindsay...

Remember Mean Girls? The Parent Trap? Freaky Friday? All of those were the gooders of my childhood, and I won't fail to mention that I once really really liked Lindsay Lohan. (Especially after she introduced me to the magic of Oreos with peanut butter...)  But where did the inspiration for leggings with kneepads come from? Erm...nevermind...I won't ask.    *blushing now....

The Cut has all the details on Lohan's new and  expanded 6126 line. Now, instead of just legware and hoisery, we get to experience Linds in all forms: cocktail dresses...studded vests...mini bustier skirt-dress things...you heard me. I can't quite decide if it's supposed to be a long shirt...or a skirt that will probably be soon generating lots of "Oops!" pictures of the popular starlets trying to exit their limos without exposing anything....you know, oops-worthy.

WWD reports that the line will consist of nearly 100 pieces ranging from $100-$150,  "but will go as high as $600 for a leather jacket."

Looking back...

It can be odd, sometimes almost haunting, to look back on the year that has just recently escaped us. Ever since I was a young lassie...only about 8 years old, I've done an "End of the Year Review", including all random info from the previous year. Yup! ALL the deats', including my often-used slang, beloved books, magazine spreads, and random activities having taken place in my life....here we go, say hello to bits of my 2009.

January 09'

Love those Kane-esque checks...so Dorothy and Toto, but more applicable on a day other than Halloween.

Quote: "Get your kitty kats
ready for disco dancing!"
--Georgia Nichols diaries...love em'.

February 09'

 Ohh! A joke for this month! What do you call a French man in sandals??

Eh??

 Answer: Phillipe Philoppe.

 Haaahaa! That made for an entirely funny month of love...

March 09'

March was a good time. It's SPRING! It's FRESH! Nick and I celebrated our 1 YEAR! :)

Awww..and prom. Love love love it. :) We went for the beautiful 50's...and Outback Steakhouse. Hmmm. I love sweet potatoes and dancing to Lady Gaga.

April 09'

I breathed a HUGE sigh of relief when April finally arrived. We had so much snow. So little fun, as the roads were constantly closed. I immediately started drooling over pastels, light fabrics, and every happy floral under the sun. Yeah! The sun! The sun wasn't available for the past 4 months...ugh.

Quote: It brought back a lot of memories - not of things I had done but of

things I failed to do, wasted hours and frusterated moments and opportunites

forever lost because time had eaten so much of my life and

I would never get it back...

--Hunter S. Thompsons, The Rum Diary

I got pretty obsessed with Thompson as I was writing my final thesis for my Philosophy class...I still look to him as a hero.

May 09'

Getting soooo ready for school to be over...REALLY ready! But even MORE ready for the new GREEN DAY cd! Ahhh! I swear, I wanted to be Mrs. Billie Joe Armstrong for a really really long time...21 Century Breakdown was absolutely amazing. Flawless. Round of applause please, for the boys.

Oh goodness. I am DYING as I read this in notebook #5...I had just found out that I had gotten into Spokane Community College for Running Start...I wrote a song about the Sasquatch, our mascot, if you can imagine.

"Yeah buddy! Imma' baby SAS-QUATCH! Imma' baby SAS-QUATCH! Imma' BAY-BEE SASSY-QUATCH!"

There's a nice dance-break after that, then a very colorful synth solo.

Ha...'quatch' is a really wonky word.

June 09'

"We are proud to be priviledged to carry

on the torch of the

National Honor Society."

Yup, that's what us nerdies chant...erm...I mean, recite, during our induction ceremony to NHS. (While holding up big candles too..very official.)

July/August 09'

This month was CRAZY with producing the summer edition of the zine. Cover by Nick! This turned out to be our biggest and most popular edition of the year. It rocked, what can I say. :) It was also crazy with Fading Anchor shows. Have I never mentioned them? Oh yeah, sorry mates, I was in a band this summer. Nick, a friend named Zack, and I all ganged up toghether as some punk-obsessed, guitar-playing teens called Fading Anchor. Loved it. A few great shows this summer...

The whole gang!

September 09'

SCHOOL! AHHHH! Now THAT'S what usually goes through my head around the fall season. That, and the fact that the VOGUE really truly does come in September! Running Start kicked off amazingly well! Lesson learned: Always bring a cardigan. Some classrooms are warm, others feel like a freezer. Lesson learned: Don't wear heels when its disgustingly rainy outside. Cold feet...literally. Frozen.

I really started to develop my....erm...'vision'...during the days I was in college. Seeing that mass of students with completely unique styles was amazing. Love it.

And that's where it all began. The blog. Flower Pony*. Bingo bango.  Here I am today.

*2010*