click here to maximize your minimalism!
click here to view my favorites from the archives. gee
are you a fonts enthusiast? a typophile?
find the beauty on your daily walk! take time to notice the details of your landscape.
there is nothing like seeing a great handbag in action.
plastics are our future. how can you resist plastic? it is so shiny and pleasing. I have a penchant for plastics.
chronicling my quest for the one true
have you ever noticed the similarity between nyc fire call boxes and benevolent Kannon, goddess of mercy?
every design, fashion and art magazine I read lately features some important directional artist making big contributions to their genre. and where do they live? brooklyn!
who says there are no more 'new ideas' in art and design? the newness is in the juxtaposition.
this is how I really get things done. with my little green co-worker/task-master.
clothing & accessories design
useful, economical, modular pieces that can be mix-matched in numerous
ways (because why can't fashion be useful and lasting? I think
it can!) So I say Maximize your Minimalism!
Satin Karate Belt featured in Dec 06 Real Simple
Voted Best Designer 2006 Style Bakery
'On the Rise'
Daily Buss Feature
in the blog press
the girl who ate everything
(into) the fray
far too cute
couture in the city
high fashion girl
furniture (especially chairs from the 50s and 60s), uniforms, repeating patterns, menswear, Oscar Niemeyer,
traditional Japanese architecture, the Rimpa School and Ogata Korin's 8-Point Bridge, Matisse, bromeliads,
succulents and other waxy flora
bamboo, coral, moss, woodgrain, silhouettes & other cut-outs, plastic,
low-resolution images, the photo copier, off-registration prints, Max
Ernst's Lunar Asparagus, NYC fire call boxes that look like Kannon, Fauvist color sense, the Noguchi Museum,
pretty much all of Abstract Expressionism
magazines of current
Domino, Elle Decor (British), ARTnews, Art in America, Wallpaper
favorite heel style
the wedge, but a sleek modern interpretation
current shoe obsession
alas, the sneaker. (because I live in nyc and walk a ton!) but not too
sneakery of a sneaker. more of a sneaker disguised as a shoe, like a mary
jane style or a high-tech looking black one with a metallic accent. how
about Royal Elastics? I must go try some on. I really like the non-sneakeryness
of their styles.
37:58!!!! Back home, self-portrait.My first 5K!
Wow, what a rush! More later.
Monday, November 22
We started in a mob at the Parachute Drop
on the Coney Island Boardwalk. I felt all exclamation points. We live in Brooklyn! These are our people! And talk about an iconic location. The Coney Island Boardwalk! How many people have walked on these boards? My parents and my grandparents, for sure. And my great grandparents, no doubt. And now my husband and I were about to run this together! I was so happy I pushed myself to do this. Five weeks ago, the most I had ever run was 1 mile. And now I was about to have a great experience. It was a beautiful sunny day, 44 degrees. Perfect for a run.
I felt adrenaline for the first quarter mile which worked against me -- a wave of nervousness that numbed my legs, and I just had to breathe my way out of it. And cough to get more air in my lungs. I focused on the running surface -- the boards
. Which were faster? The chevroned black boards? The chevroned blonde boards? The parallel ones? No. Too uneven. Back to the chevroned black boards. Yes, those are the ones. Wow, there's sand coming through the cracks. Wow, I am running on the Coney Island Boardwalk. In a race!!
I fell into my pace at probably .75 miles and felt elated when he told me 12:06 @ mile 1. The race was small enough that they had people with stop watches personally telling you your time. It was very sweet. Then I looked at scenery and felt glad to be a Brooklynite running in Brooklyn. I ran past Tatiana
, a Russian outdoor cafe right on the Boardwalk. How awesome! The timekeeper announced mile 2, 24:06. I shouted back, Alllllright! Another 12 minute mile! He laughed and cheered me on. I kibbitzed with four other runners while running along. It's Brooklyn. You have to kibbitz. Looking back, I am most glad that I made time for kibbitzing.
For mile 3 I just subdivided and kept my eye on my watch. That way I didn't let myself slow down. And I made sure to drink in the beautiful view of the Atlantic. I sped up at the very very end. It was awesome. I loved it, and I am so proud of myself. I never walked.