Dear Society: Please bring back the boudoir slipper. Merci!
If you are thinking of gifting, please contact Siobhan, who will direct you to the correct Agent Provocateur store.
There is now a category called “Buy Me This!”
This category will keep a record of things that I like so that when I develop a freakishly devoted fan base a la 30 Seconds to Mars (who knew?!) they will shower me with expensive and ridiculous gifts, such as these $1600 shoes, which I will wear when I feel like rendering annoying men impotent.
Blogs, as most people know, are places where people act out their fantasies. “I wish everyone would listen to me” –– with a blog, you can imagine a captive audience. “I wish I could go traveling to super exotic places all the time” –– DesignTripper. “I wish I looked and dressed like a celebrity” –– Who What Wear. “I wish someone would recognize my curatorial talents” –– any and all tumblrs. “I wish I were a powerful street evangelist whose voice booms through the masses like the wrath of God” –– The Way of the Master. And then me, wishing people would buy me shit I like, tell me all my conspiracy theories are oh wow, that is brilliant, and my riffs on Scientology and “exhaustion” are hilarious. In that vein:
Why don’t I have this? I’ve wanted it for like, two years. I’ve told multiple people that I covet this necklace. It’s so cute, and a little creepy –– just like I like ’em. Maybe I can do something like find ADVERTISERS and do a “Free Give Away!” thing every Thursday –– with all the free trinkets going to yours truly. What, you think you’d be the winner? Oh please.
*For some reason, the links aren’t working. Just Google if you’re interested in DesignTripper or Kirk Cameron’s second career.
I would be probably the 8 millionth person to praise the practice of using books as decoration objects, so I won’t. Instead, I will present you with a small anecdote and then a few images.
When I was living at the bookstore in Paris (“living” used lightly, as I was there for only nine days) the owner, Sylvia Whitman, said that the reason they prohibited customers from taking pictures downstairs was because, among privacy reasons, one woman took a picture of the books, made a wallpaper of the image, and then sold it to Philippe Starck (or something like that… somehow this wallpaper ended up in Philippe Starck hotels.)
I was wondering if perhaps this was the same wallpaper I found the other day on Anthropologie.com…
… which I must admit I really like! I even like the use of it in this fake catalog room:
Here is a picture I took at S & Co., which I now use as my desktop background. Looks almost as cool as the catalog room.
Go ahead, steal it. If you manage to make some profit off it, just take me out for a glass of wine.
Dear Welfare Department,
Please give me some money because it is a downright shame that I have had to live my life up until now without these, and to ask me to continue to lead this empty, Star Wars pancake mold-less life is a crime against humanity.
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, a Jedi Kitchen Master created an epic breakfast to unleash the power of his Jedi Padawan. Using the Force™, he created three nonstick steel pancake molds in honor of his favorite galactic heroes and villains: Yoda™, Darth Vader™ and a stormtrooper™. Our Star Wars molds couldn’t be easier to use. Just place them with their handles up on a preheated griddle then pour in your batter. After the first side has set, remove the molds and flip the pancakes. Serve a stack drenched in your favorite syrup – and let the adventures begin. Hand-wash. 4 1/2″ to 7 3/4” wide. Fold-down handles. Set of three.
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I may also need a pancake pen.
Love,
ID