A few images, from our trip to Boston a couple of years ago.
I’d never been to Boston, and maybe was much less excited about being in Boston than I was about being in New York. We had just left New York, taking the train into Boston. It was our second trip to New York, a very short one. Only enough time to see a few sights, eat some great food, visit wonderful friends– and to get engaged, over a glass of wine in the East Village.
How could a week in Boston compare to the magic of Manhattan? It was hot, it was muggy, it was.. Massachusetts. But we explored, most of the time with family, and I found so many things to photograph.
So much history, so much good food, so much brick!
So many things that I knew my father would love to see, if he ever gets a chance to visit.
By the time we left Boston and made our way back to Los Angeles, I found myself missing it… I missed sitting in a cafe on a hot afternoon, sipping Campari and soda… I missed the gelato… the beautiful buildings.
Boston, I am thinking of you, today.
Sun setting on December– on 2012– as seen from my window in Los Angeles.
This is your signal…
I’ve been thinking.. there are a lot of big things happening soon. Some of them positive- some of them heartbreaking, but a natural part of life. David and I are throwing a really big party next month, for all of our family and friends. It’s really just putting a bow on a commitment that we made to each other a long time ago, but it will feel good to celebrate and share that with the people we love.
At the same time, I’m trying to prepare myself for the loss of a family member who is not in good health- and his family suffered the same loss earlier this year. There is simply no way to “prepare” for something like this, and really, I don’t think I’ve ever really had to process it- at least not as an adult. It’s an impossible-but-inevitable experience.
Talking with a friend last night who recently turned 30, she told me about her “mantra” for this year of her life. Go. GO. Of course, I could identify– I remember turning 30, and thinking exactly the same. Scratch that- I remember turning 25, flailing my arms at the world and trying to grab onto something- something that would propel me forward. I needed this reminder so much at the time, I made it a permanent part of my life and my skin. Every day I see the words (rendered in my friend Ben’s handwriting): So go.
Have I? I suppose I have. I’ve gone further than I thought possible in such a short time– even though sometimes it feel like “forever” and “nowhere.” And really, there is so much further to go. But I’ll get there.
Nobody likes a copy cat. And for sure, nobody likes when that copy cat is a Big Company, trying to rip off a really, really rad Little Company.
I’ve been a big fan of the gals from Curator in San Francisco and their fresh, easy-to-wear designs for women. I think I bought my first “Classic” dress from Curator when they were still known as She-Bible, and we were vendors at the same craft fairs. Since then, they’ve gone on to grow and evolve their brand, and have even opened up their own 300 sq ft boutique in San Francisco’s Noe Valley.
All the while, they’ve stayed true to their roots, designing flattering and affordable pieces that are made right here in the U.S. Imagine my shock and surprise when I was searching for sewing patterns and found this:
Butterick, a subsidiary of sewing giant McCall’s, has blatantly ripped off the Classic dress design. I own about six of these dresses in different colors and fabrics, so I know this one when I see it.
Butterick was nice enough to show the dress in the same color as the original, for ease of comparison…
But they didn’t stop there..
Hey, that looks familiar!
Oh, that’s right: It’s the Darling dress, by Curator. Let McCall’s and Butterick know what you think of “their” new designs.. then head on over to Curator SF and pick yourself up something pretty! You deserve it.
A few more images, from our weekend away..
I’m not one to relax, much. I’m not too good at “getting away.” But after a stressful first half of the year, it was agreed that- if only for one night- we could make the time to get away.
First, a cup of coffee at our favorite local coffee bar, Handsome.
Then North, up the coast (and through the woods) to Los Olivos.
Loved this little market in the center of town.
Then over to visit some of our friends in the wine business..
After which we spotted this beauty… A full restored vintage Airstream-style trailer, outfitted to serve.. you guessed it: cupcakes.
And then on to the next…
Having spent so much time looking forward to the brighter, lighter days of summer, I find myself in a bit of a funk. Here are a few things that are inspiring me, today.
:: A brief of Heath Ceramics, and the importance of doing what you love.
:: The story of Tom Gabel of Against Me! and his decision to come out as transgendered.
:: The Apple Sisters sing about Handsome Coffee, featuring performances by The Handsomes (as I call them) themselves. These guys have worked hard, kicked ass and are bringing something amazing to the people. Simply inspiring.
Now go, and get inspired.
And we rock,
Because it’s us against them.
We found our own reasons to sing,
And it’s so much less confusing
when lines are drawn like that,
When people are either consumers or revolutionaries,
Enemies or friends hanging on the fringes
Of the cogs in the system,
It’s just about knowing where everyone stands.
All of a sudden,
People start talking ’bout guns,
Talking like they’re going to war,
‘Cause they found something to die for,
Start taking back what they stole-
sure beats every other option,
But does it make a difference how we get it?
Well do you really fucking get it?
No, no, no, no,
No, no, no, no….
-Those Anarcho Punks Are Mysterious… by Against Me!
Had a great time at the East Los Angeles Farmer’s Market this morning. A small market, but definitely a hidden gem of the East Side.
Now.. to put all of this good produce to use!