Archive for the ‘Buy Me This!’ Category

Job

February 1, 2015

So I know people who usually work in… visual merchandising (that’s a thing, right?) would probably do, but I feel like a writer with good taste is equally qualified, no?  I want to fill a bookshelf like the one below in the Tiffany’s store in SoHo, New York.

Fancy

Fancy

Mostly because this would give me an opportunity to buy all the fancy-ass art books that I deny myself usually as they are, well, pretty useless.  The one exception, of course, is the never-published coffee table book of artistic portraits of lot lizards done by my brother and me.  KICKSTART IT, BITCHES!

An Idea

January 9, 2015

Dear Jenna Lyons,

I have this polka dot shirt from J. Crew (a few seasons back) and I really think it would be cool if you made a version like the below:

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copyright ID

With one GOLD polka dot!  All I ask for is a shirt from the first batch.  You’re welcome!

Love,

ID

My Design for a Thimble Hat

November 7, 2014

Ooo-wee, does it feel good to cross this one off the to-do list!  No, seriously.

Modeled by my girl crush

Modeled by my girl crush

Printing This Out Right Now

November 3, 2014

So I can color it in.

Can I just say, it’s about time the Satanic Temple upped their marketing game!  Scientology has put them to shame.

Lots of Aleister Crowley, I'd guess.

Lots of Aleister Crowley, I’d guess.

Remember

October 26, 2014

When I was obsessing over how to buy beetles to make earrings like the ones from Moonrise Kingdom?  Lulu Frost heard of my plight, and she answered!

Perfect.

Perfect.

Goodness it is TOUGH to be a trendsetter.

Off to Miami tomorrow.  So excited.  Please don’t bother me while I’m there––I’ll be reading and sunbathing.

Live in Berlin in a…

October 17, 2014

Those of you who own The Itinerant Daughter Encyclopedia will know that there are few things I like more than living quarters in structures that were constructed as non-residential spaces.  You’ll see it on the Index of Greatness, right between Romy and Michelle’s High School Reunion and freshly peeled garlic cloves (so delightfully smooth!)  All this to say that if you would like to buy me a condominium in the refurbished Danvers State Hospital in Danvers, Massachusetts, in honor of my upcoming nuptials, I’ll definitely promote you to Best Friend Status.

So––I’ve just been traipsing around Europe, hence my criminal absence, and I discovered that Berlin is a veritable treasure trove of such structures.  Allow me to share a few of my favorites:

1. The Water Tower in Prenzlauer Berg

This round building on the edge of a park in bougie Prenzlauer Berg is basically my dream.  From a blog called Berlin — Around Town:

“The unofficial symbol of the district is the giant, 30-m (98-ft) high Water Tower in Knaackstraße, built in 1877 as a water reservoir, but shut down in 1914. The engine house in the tower was used as an unofficial prison by the SA in 1933–45 – a period recalled by a commemorative plaque. The tower stands on Windmühlenberg (windmill hill), where some of the windmills that had made Prenzlauer Berg famous in the 19th century once stood. Today the round brick building has been converted into trendy apartments.”

Also an acceptable gift.

Also an acceptable gift.

2. This apartment complex in an old hospital in Kreuzberg

We almost stayed here via Air B&B, but then… well, it’s a long story, but we didn’t.  You can though!
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Or framed medical records

Or framed medical records

3. Augustrasse 25

It’s probably no one’s fantasy to live above a dance hall, but Clarchens Ballhaus is no ordinary dance hall.  It’s hosted bloody duels, dances for war widows, and many a Stasi agent looking for an enemy of the people. I feel like you could get used to lying alone in bed at night, listening to crackly old tango records emanating from downstairs.  To be fair, I’m not actually sure that the building HAS apartments in it, but I’m currently trying to track down official CB historian Marion Kiesow to ask.

And a beer garden to boot!

And a beer garden to boot!

And if you are bored, you can just pop downstairs for a concert!

And if you are bored, you can just pop downstairs for a concert!

Embarrassed

October 1, 2014

I’m embarrassed because I feel as if every post I write begins with an apology for being out of touch.  The truth is that the past few days, it’s been mighty difficult to peel myself out of bed.  If only I were Gogo Schiaparelli, the daughter of Elsa and the future mother of Marisa Berenson (did you know it’s pronounced Mar-ee-za?)  Particularly the last part:

“After leaving Abbot’s Hill, she went to school in Paris, spent a winter in Munich, and took cooking lessons from a Russian chef.  In London she lived in her mother’s home with a chaperone, went on holidays to Morocco or Rome with her mother, and then might spend a few weeks visiting Diasy Fellowes’s villa at Cap Martin and from there head to Monte Carlo.  She traveled with her own pink silk sheets.”

Oh, and did I mention that I’m getting married?

A Piece I Want to Write

September 18, 2014

“The Magical Negro and the Manic Pixie Dream Girl Go on a Date.”

Hilarious, right?

Unfortunately I’m super busy at the moment so can someone else take the reins on this?  ASAP, tks.

Research trip?

Research trip?

I Hate Myself for Loving You

August 10, 2014

I really didn’t want to be smitten by you, because I think you are heartless and cruel, and only beautiful in some pictures, to boot.  But here we are.  Lady Caroline Blackwood: I love you.

Girl in Bed.

Girl in Bed.

Thinking of giving a very talented seamstress the following poem, inspired by you, and asking for a dress made according to its specifications.

“Leaf-Lace Dress”

Leaf-lace, a simple intricate design––

if you were not inside it, nothing much,

bits of glinting silver on crinkled lace––

you fall perhaps metallic and as good,

whole spirit wrought from toys and nondescript,

though nothing less than the best woman in the world.

Cold the green shadows iron the seldom sun,

harvest has worn her swelling shirt to dirt.

Agony says we cannot live in one house ,

or under a common name.  This was the sentence––

I have lost everything.  I feel a strength,

I have walked five miles, and still desire to throw

my feet off, be asleep with you… asleep and young.
MOOD BOARD:

The whole thing is ugly though the sleeve is beautiful.

The whole thing is ugly though the sleeve is beautiful.

Circa 1900.  No biggie.

Circa 1900. No biggie.

lace-vintage-dress

A Tweet

July 31, 2014

Why doesn’t it rain Barnes & Noble gift certificates instead of water?