Archive for October, 2010


31 Oct

Just for the record: After the season finale of Project Runway, a website called SeenOn sells all of the final pieces. They’ve only been doing this for two seasons, I think, but you, the viewer, can buy the actual dresses that the final three send down the actual runway at Fashion Week.

And this season, every outfit that Mondo designed, sold out — most within the first twelve hours or so (they’re between about $400-900, and size mostly 2-4, but one-of-a-kind originals.) When they closed the store, only two of Gretchen’s outfits had sold. The two cheapest, by the way, but with the boldest necklaces. Which she admits someone else forged for her. I still don’t understand why they gave April’s spot to her.

Just saying.

If I ever need a formal dress, Mondo’s definitely on my short list, with Chris March and Laura Bennett. Not necessarily in that order.

Boho is dead. Thank god.


It’s chilly, suddenly.

30 Oct

I think hell may have officially frozen over.

NOW Defends O’Donnell After One Night Stand Story

“Today the tabloid website Gawker published an anonymous piece titled “I Had A One-Night Stand With Christine O’Donnell” that takes the routine sexual degradation of women candidates to a disgusting new low. NOW repudiates Gawker’s decision to run this piece. It operates as public sexual harassment. And like all sexual harassment, it targets not only O’Donnell, but all women contemplating stepping into the public sphere,” O’Neill said.

NOW has endorsed O’Donnell’s opponent Chris Coons in the Delaware race, and said it disagrees with O’Donnell’s political views.

“That does not mean it’s acceptable to use slut-shaming against her, or any woman,” O’Neill said. “Let me be honest: I look forward to seeing Christine O’Donnell defeated at the polls, but this kind of sexist attack is an affront to all women, and I won’t stand for it.”

The National Organization for Women has consistently and brazenly not only ignored, but actually encouraged, this kind of abuse toward conservative women — most recently endorsing Jerry Brown just hours after his Meg Whitman “whore”-calling debacle. They would never have allowed treatment like this against a female democrat, and it’s both an enormous shock and a relief to finally hear them defend one of ours.

Not counting on it becoming a trend, but I’ll surely give credit where it’s due.

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Looking forward to next Wednesday

29 Oct

How much do I love living in a red state?! I’ve never experienced this before. There are plenty of dem yard signs, don’t get me wrong. But literally every group of people standing on street corners waving candidate signs, in the past few weeks, the signs have been for republicans.

And there’s a radio ad against Alex Sink (one of many) going on about how the newspapers that support her were also Obama supporters, and “how’s that working for you?” They even say “If you like Obama, you’ll love Alex Sink!”

Holy cow. Love it, but so weird.

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…and the Pacific Ocean

26 Oct

When I saw the title, I thought, “not Olivia Wilde too!” But this made me laugh out loud, repeatedly. I refuse to believe that MoveOn has (either accidentally or due to severe head injuries) developed a sense of humor, so let’s just assume it’s a spoof… of some kind…

Mr Caruthers. Heh. And stick with it to the end.


Go me.

25 Oct

I have this pathological hatred of standing in long lines. I blame Russia.

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Beauty in torment

11 Oct

The Nobel Peace Prize was given to someone who deserved it, last week — for perhaps the first time in decades. Liu Xiaobo is a true warrior for human rights and democracy, imprisoned in a country with less grasp of the concept than most.

I’m not normally a huge sap, but these words — written to his wife, Liu Xia, last year — damn near brought me to tears:

Your love is sunlight that transcends prison walls and bars, stroking every inch of my skin, warming my every cell, letting me maintain my inner calm, magnanimous and bright, so that every minute in prison is full of meaning. But my love for you is full of guilt and regret, sometimes heavy enough hobble my steps. I am a hard stone in the wilderness, putting up with the pummeling of raging storms, and too cold for anyone to dare touch. But my love is hard, sharp, and can penetrate any obstacles. Even if I am crushed into powder, I will embrace you with the ashes.

Given your love, my sweetheart, I would face my forthcoming trial calmly, with no regrets about my choice and looking forward to tomorrow optimistically.

Only the tiniest piece. Read the whole thing.

(via Hot Air)


The people in this world

11 Oct

My neighbors had two lovely little birds that they kept outside. I couldn’t begin to guess what kind — I never saw them up close — but not the squawky kind. They sang and twittered, and wolf-whistled at me when I got out of my car, which I found particularly endearing.

Other outdoor birds would often land near them, mourning doves and wrens. I’d see them sitting in the hanging baskets and laugh at them having a chat, like it was tea time.

And someone stole them. The woman came out one morning and their blanket was off, and they were gone. Part of me hopes that it was just some drunk who wanted to play with them and accidentally let them go — but that’s not really likely is it?

It breaks my heart. I don’t understand why people are so hateful, and I stupidly keep wishing they’ll come back.

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Nancy Pelosi’s teeth are grating

07 Oct

Michelle Obama: why she’s rated the world’s most powerful woman

Hahaha. Forbes must really be buying into this administration’s spread-the-wealth philosophies.

The most powerful woman in the world is a woman without a job?

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New Things

06 Oct

I’m actually chilly this morning, nagging myself for not wearing a sweater. Yes, it’s 64 degrees.

On the other hand, I’m a little excited about becoming one of those southerners that I wanted to eviscerate when I lived in Minnesota — who whined about 50 degrees when the rest of us were shovelling two feet of snow.

(And I don’t even have to give up the one benefit — I have a fireplace! Ha.)

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