Due to equal parts inspiration from the saucy Nannette, Zooey Deschanel, and these fab vintage postcards, I will be cutting me some bangs today! I haven't done that since the 80s. Wish me luck!
Update: I chickened out on the super-short variety...but I'm still lovin' them!
Last week I binged on the first season, and tonight I watched the season premiere of Mad Men twice. The pitch-perfect retro style of the show would be enough to hook me, but then you have Peggy, my new favorite character on television. They could have made hers a tired geek to chic narrative, but instead she's "an eaglet disguised as a wren," all twisted ambitions and desires. Hell, all the characters are dimensional and intriguing. Game of the day: can you guess who's who (above)?
Since I've been doing loads of housework lately, I thought it a good idea to watch a history lesson in second wave feminism: Diary of a Mad Housewife, the 1970 film starring the fantastic Carrie Snodgress. Even though it is a dated, Betty Friedan-style polemic, I love it and I'm glad I saved my crappy VHS copy of it. Where is the campaign to get this one out on DVD already? Carrie Snodgress is so great in her role, deftly handling her pompous husband (Richard Benjamin) and cad of a lover (Frank Langella). Ironically, she left films for a time to have a kid with Neil Young. A man needs a maid indeed.
I've been in a serious Mid-Century mood that shows no signs of abating, so I've been enjoying checking out Melissa Gable's collage art. I especially love the retro sexual politics in her lap dance series (above). You can check out Melissa's blog here (love her banner), and and buy prints at her etsy shop.
If, like me, you get sweaty palms from the excitement of a good secondhand find, you must check out Missa's fantastic blog Thrift Candy. I wish I had the skill she does in weaving thrifted finds into her outfits. If I were rich, I would pay her to thrift for me; then I could get first dibs her finds like this fantastic children's encyclopedia with its whimsical alphabet illustrations. So I am very honored that Missa gave me a blog award this week!
I feel the need to pass on the love. So I will sprinkle fairy dust on the following: (1) Girl Friday, for being the coolest girl in school; (2) The Women Within, for representing the best that third wave feminism has to offer; and (3) Lisa's Film Archive, for writing film criticism that I can't wait to read every day. You rock, ladies.
I missed yet another Lebowski Fest. I missed having a piece of the severed toe cake. I mean, there have been like nineteen already. How did this happen? My husband and I served White Russians at our wedding. A friend once had to forcibly remove the movie from my VCR. I was too cheap to buy a DVD player at the time, but I digress. I need to get back in touch with my dudeness. Maybe a dude bobblehead will help. Or taking a refresher course in Zen Dudeism. Thank you, Jeff Bridges!
Since I found one of the prints we have hanging in our living room at the Salvation Army, I really admire Paul Belker's huge collection of thrift store art. Paul has been thrifting for paintings for years, and apparently he even moved to Chicago because of the quality of the thrift stores. I need to get on it! You can check out more thrifted art in Jim Shaw's book Thrift Store Paintings, and at the fantastic Museum of Bad Art.
I'm still busy with my guest blogging duties, but I've been missing home, so when Girl Friday said she missed me (sweet!), I simply had to check in with the latest. Maybe it's because I'm baking my annual fruit pie this week, and maybe it's because I want someone to kiss me after I've eaten the whole pie, but I've been jonesing to watch My Blueberry Nights. Call me shallow, but if you show pretty people eating pie to a soundtrack of Amos Lee and Cat Power, I'm there. And today you can add it to your Netflix queue!