There’s snow all over the ground and it’s going to be incredibly cold the next week or two. It looks like much of the country is experiencing the same chill. Throw on a sweater and stay warm out there!
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Here’s a glance at what I’ve been wearing and where I’ve been going (on a quick girls trip to New York City), from the top down.
I’m not much for regular DIY projects. I always have great intentions, but I’m the first one to admit my execution is less than fabulous. Living in a small apartment with a limited collection of tools and materials makes most projects impractical. If the point of DIY is to save on the green stuff, purchasing hoards of tools for one project kind of defeats the purpose. However, that doesn’t change the fact that sometimes a hands-on, homemade project just seems like the best thing to do. I’m in need of somewhere to put my jewelry, and I love this simple and rustic solution. An old window frame with additional hooks and wire could be just the right solution.
Image from here.
Gray and white. Clean and simple. Modern. Just what I need to inspire me on a mid-November Tuesday.
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A while back I finished reading Dashiell Hammett’s The Thin Man. It’s clever, catchy, entertaining, and insightful. Hammett is the genius behind the classic American sleuth story. Before the genius of Raymond Chandler there was the brilliance of Dashiell Hammett. The Thin Man is a mix of murder mystery and comedic social commentary, opening a window into the life of prohibition-era socialites living in New York City.
Nick and Nora Charles are a wealthy and glamorous couple who get caught in the middle of a murder mystery involving a millionaire, his dead secretary, his estranged ex-wife, his attention craving children, and an entourage of other lively players. Nick was a detective in earlier years, but since taking over his in-laws west coast company he turns to solving murders in between visiting speak-easies and sipping martinis at house parties.
The story is full of fabulous one-liners that comment on the social norms of the time. Each scene conjures a cinematic black and white image from the age of jazz and boos. (Many of his novels were later turned into 1930s films.) There’s a diverse group of individuals who move the story along, unfolding more intrigue and mystery with every chapter. As a reader you question the truth of every word from every character throughout the story, as they change the telling of their account several times. The reader is left in the same state as Nick and Nora – totally captivated. It’s a great read with elaborate characters and countless 1920s scenes of dancing, dinner parties, fits of hysteria, late night taxi rides, speakeasies, jazz, and the occasional shakedown.
Here’s a glance at what I’ve been wearing and where I’ve been going, from the top down.
A couple weeks ago, as I was gearing up for the craziness of the Ballet West Gala, Brent surprised me with a copy of the new Arcade Fire album Reflektor on vinyl. Not only did it help me get through a very long and stressful week, but it’s been spinning in my turntable almost daily ever since. If you haven’t given it a listen, you really should. It’s brilliant.