tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34115135383629976872024-02-19T01:47:20.702-05:00artillerieartilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.comBlogger97125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-42827623433031416212015-10-16T12:17:00.002-04:002015-10-16T12:17:41.949-04:00Is this how you become a saint?<br />
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they are born without arms.artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-86622903699344935392013-10-08T00:40:00.000-04:002013-10-08T00:40:13.859-04:00Pumpkin of Coconut Gables<div>
My family's dearly beloved Basset Hound, Pumpkin, recently had an episode where she couldn't walk right. She didn't seem to be in pain, but her back legs stopped "working."</div>
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The town Veterinarian said it was something about inflammation, pinched nerve, somethingsomething, you know to be honest I'm not really sure exactly what caused it. But the long and short of it (GET IT?!?! BECAUSE SHE'S A BASSET HOUND.) is that it made her legs go sort of "floppy." That's a technical description from the Lady of the manor (my Mom). The Vet gave Pumpkin a round of anti-inflammatory medicine and said no-no to rambunctious play. And she doesn't have to go for brisk walks anymore (which she sort of despised, anyway). In fact, if she had difficulty keeping up on walks before, she's useless now. According to my parents, she would be enthusiastic about going, but halfway across the shire (well, neighborhood) she'd have to stop, and could not endure to go any further ... or back. That is rather an inconvenience to your humans when you are a 50+ lb. dog.<br />
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Oh, my! you say. What a poor doggie! And what a dilemma. How ever did they solve this problem?</div>
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Never fear!! My crafty father made her a special wagon with a ramp for ease of entry and debarkation. </div>
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Actually, scratch that: it is a freaking fancy-ass carriage.<br />
It is the Barouche, nay, the Landau of stylish doggie carriages.<br />
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And forever thence, Pumpkin of Coconut Gables traveled with style and dignity.artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-26738225437146118002013-09-06T21:45:00.000-04:002013-09-06T22:51:02.171-04:00Michelle Phan tutorial - Cara Delevingne MakeupMichelle Phan just uploaded a video for NYFW-themed Cara Delevingne makeup, and I gave it a whirl.<br />
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Here's my take, done with a few drugstore shadows and some liner from my stage makeup kit:<br />
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Well, that was fun, but I wouldn't leave the house like this.</div>
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(*fangirl scream*)artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-16973774282953687022013-08-21T22:34:00.000-04:002013-08-21T22:34:21.808-04:00Behind-the-scenes of my latest DIY<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAIG_TiUUG-f8fvIrbOuPQELdt0ZvKH-hy3UgcaCkjsK34Nqn5pPgICxG5rVkkA0dzz0-5h03TQGP2b9beYmRGC5Nmhc7H-MKwOn4TqM6wRczITTIsQlY080JbDeNozAhyqgMoga7kKJc/s1600/CAM01292.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAIG_TiUUG-f8fvIrbOuPQELdt0ZvKH-hy3UgcaCkjsK34Nqn5pPgICxG5rVkkA0dzz0-5h03TQGP2b9beYmRGC5Nmhc7H-MKwOn4TqM6wRczITTIsQlY080JbDeNozAhyqgMoga7kKJc/s320/CAM01292.jpg" /></a><br />
Laying out and (hair) pinning my template dress<br />
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Georgina doing all the work<br />
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taking a nap after all that hard work.artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-35287466282966899792013-08-19T22:11:00.002-04:002013-08-19T22:14:08.155-04:00FKA twigs got copied by John Legend's people.<img height="254" src="http://31.media.tumblr.com/ac525c402173975916f897d63b3ade8a/tumblr_mr79qsBO6b1qf3u9zo1_1280.jpg" width="400" />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 11px;">(x-posted to my <a href="http://causing-a-ruckus.tumblr.com/post/57685133474/lets-play-a-game-its-called-guess-which-stills">tumblr</a> blog)</span>artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-55368166104337167712013-08-15T04:36:00.000-04:002013-08-16T00:25:51.483-04:00DIY: Mesh Chainmail dress, shopwasteland.com's "Chloe"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
So I saw this <a href="https://www.shopwasteland.com/womens-new-dresses/For-Love-Lemons/Chloe-Dress/0027T-1DR132-099/">dress</a> from Wasteland clothing and I said, dayumn I like that dress. </div>
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(Well, I don't know how much my labor cost me; I already have sort of a lot of free time, and I never sleep until 4 a.m. anyway, so let's just say it cost me one needle-shoved-up-my-fingernail. Yeah, Chinese torture happened in the making of this dress. I don't have a sewing machine, so I hand-stitched this motherfabric. Bro you don't even know.)</div>
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Fabric: Fulton Fabric, 398 Bridge St Brooklyn, NY<br />
Shoes: Jeffrey Campbell Lita Spike<br />
Jewelry: pendant by my father!<br />
Hair: I grew it, that's what it does<br />
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This is me, in a very small leotard, doing my best Flashdance-esque moves. Check out the rest of Kent Odessa's album, Silverdome, <a href="http://www.kentodessa.com/#85e/soundcloud">here</a>, and buy it on iTunes.artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-82109297019567451322012-09-12T23:37:00.001-04:002013-08-16T00:50:27.804-04:00Let's talk about ...... herbal facial steams!<br />
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I can't breathe through my right nostril right now, and I've been coughing unproductively (you know, the kind that's really annoying to other people, like listening to one side of a conversation by someone on a cell phone) thanks to this SHITTY COLD I got my from my best friend (thanks Syl!), so I decided to break out the big guns.<br />
Luckily I work in an herb store and I had a baggie of the perfect kind of tea to use, but if by some weird chance you DON'T work in an herb store and have a baggie of magic herbs lying around, here are some good ones to get:<br />
chamomile<br />
lavender<br />
calendula<br />
rose<br />
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and if you wanna chill out in the meantime, you can use some hops, passionflower, and mint of your liking.<br />
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Bring water to a boil. Add a handful of herbs and let it steep with the lid on for a minute or two so the steam get get good and herby.<br />
Then place your pot on something that will prevent it from burning a hole through your table, throw a towel over your head, and create an herbal steam cave sauna.<br />
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WHAM! You will be hit with a lot of steam. Adjust position and vents accordingly. It's not rocket science, don't burn your face off.<br />
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Sit and breathe deeply, feel your pores opening up, and the snot trickling down your nose. But if you want to proceed to the next step I suggest you don't let it fall in the pot.<br />
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When you are reliving the sensation of having two nostrils, or you are able to get some shit out when you cough, you've probably been in there long enough.<br />
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Now, you can strain your herbal tea into a mug and drink that shit. Or, if you feel so inclined, you can use it as a foot bath. Calendula and rose especially are very good for your skin, and chamomile is soothing. But don't do tea AND footbath. Or do. Mmmm!<br />
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The formula works, though, and I decided to flip through this catalog and pick out new and old trends that work and that I can easily rock without shelling out hundreds of bucks toward corporate clothing.<br />
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1. Random-ass braids.<br />
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This is an old FP standby, which is also pervasive right now. I can get behind this super trendy hair situation because I'm lazy. As long as you have a braid here or there--but not a perfect one, mind you, it must look like it was formed accidentally by the swishing of your locks--your hair can be a fucking rat's nest. I'm off to a good start!<br />
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2. Piles of bracelets belonging to other cultures<br />
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Basic tee from Walmart? American Eagle jeans? NO PROBLEM. Even your most boring outfit is Free People-worthy if you put on at least 25 ethnic bracelets--those ones we all have from when Aunt Sarah went to Jamaica.<br />
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3. Maxi skirt and sweater<br />
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Am I the only one who bought an amazing maxi skirt this summer but found it was too fucking hot to wear it? Didn't think so. Thank goodness Fashion decided to cut us a break.<br />
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4. Summer dress = Fall dress<br />
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In the same vein ... this is actually probably what I love most about Free People. I'm not exactly rolling in dough over here, and the clothes that I own, which include Springy and Summery dresses, never get a break. But they showed me that if you add socks and a sweater, IT'S OKAY to be poor and only own little dresses! Free People is about, well, excess, for one thing, but also quick fixes: neglected hair? Add braids! Bam! Boring outfit? Add every bracelet you own! Bam! Little dresses? Underused maxi skirts? Add sweaters! Bam!<br />
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5. The "ethnic" bag<br />
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Oh, the ethnic bag. What is there to say? Everyone loves the eclecticism, the cheap chicness, the worldliness, of a bag made by someone brown. People compete with these things. Look at MY ethnic bag that I got in Nevada. Look at MY ethnic bag; it's Tibetan. Why I like them: well, god damnit if they aren't really pretty. And, any street fair. No, really. ANY street fair. You will find one, and it will be twenty bucks. And you will feel as if you have won.artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-29270926665852400742012-08-29T22:24:00.001-04:002013-08-16T00:51:39.946-04:00Crystal shopping: a fairy tale<br />
On Monday, <a href="http://moonriseherbs.com/">Moonrise Herbs</a> posted a photo on their <a href="https://www.facebook.com/moonrise.herbs">facebook page</a> with a caption highlighting the beneficial properties of Fluorite:<br />
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"Fluorite cystallizes in the form of masses, grains, columns, cubes, octahedra, and rhumbdodecahedra cyrstals. The color range includes pink, blue, green, yellow, purple, magenta, red black, colorles, and shades of all.<br />
This mineral produces an energy which is predisposed to discourage chaotic, disruptive, and disorganized growth. It emits an energy which can be used to stabilize and to produce order within the mental, physical, emotional and spiritual systems. It can be used to bring order to chaos.<br />
It increases the ability to concentrate, balancing the positive and negative relationships of the mind. It helps one to see both reality and truth behind illusion.<br />
It is excellent in helping one to understand the balances intrinsic to relationships. It provides for a stabilizing energy, helping relationships, groups, and individuals to flourish in the realm of that which is beneficial to all.<br />
It also encourages and sustains the flawless ideal of health, intellect, and emotional well-being. It provides for purification, cleansing, and elimination of that which is in disorder. It can be used to dispell disorders at the commencement of the symptoms."</blockquote>
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I decided immediately I needed a chunk in my life, so I opened a new tab and headed for a site where I had previously bought Moonstone with very happy results, exquisitecrystals.com. Lo and behold, you can get a chunk about the size of a nickel for a whopping two bucks.<br />
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How much is shipping, though, you ask? Ready yourself: FREE. How there is any profit involved here is beyond me; I'm not good at math. So anyway, I ordered an octohedron of Fluorite Sunday night and was notified it shipped on Monday, the 27th.<br />
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Today, Wednesday the 29th, I came home, and my roommate said, "oh, you have a package." Que?! Well, it was a part for my broken blender that I ordered a week ago. NO, silly, I'm just kidding, of course it was my Fluorite! My crystal arrived bubble-wrapped in a bubble mailer.<br />
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Not only that, but the envelope was sealed with an inspiring Confucius quote;<br />
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when I opened it, I found a FREEBIE (!);<br />
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and John, whom I presume to be the owner, thanked me personally, hand-written.<br />
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I am gobsmacked. Buying crystals from this site is hands-down the best online ordering experience. If you need crystals for any reason (because you're a jeweler? just a rock enthusiast?), John is your man.<br />
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I had the privilege of working with artists Lufly and Future Fambo for the video for their song "All Out." I'm the "annoyed neighbor" in the beginning and one of the dancers (the "end butt," as my Mom called it).artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-87207089335972508922012-04-15T20:48:00.001-04:002012-04-15T20:51:10.398-04:00Dance Response: Hubbard Street 2<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent:.5in">On Saturday, April 14 I attended the performance by Hubbard Street 2 in the Olmsted Theater. I’ve seen some YouTube videos of the Hubbard Street main company, but this show wasn’t actually exactly as I expected it to be. And it was both impressive and depressing, for me personally.</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing">The first piece in the program, <i>never did run smooth</i>, choreographed by Gabrielle Lamb, was my least favorite. Not that it was bad by any means, I just thought parts of the choreography were a little “cute” for my taste. It simply wasn’t very exciting or moving—musically, in terms of stage elements, or choreographically. But luckily, things started to pick up pace in the next dance. <i>Never was</i>, by Alejandro Cerrudo, set to two very different Baroque-era musical pieces by Handel and Purcell, had more of the things I want to see at a dance performance. The piece began dramatically, but not overly so; two dancers, Emilie Leriche and Johnny McMillan, were lit by a circle of strong white light from above. Their costumes were simple almost to the point of being severe; the drum processional music by Purcell added to this severity. And, most importantly, the movement was strong and intense, with an air of being warriors. The two dancers were very sharp and precise in their movements.</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing">My favorite piece was the third. HS2 dancer Johnny McMillan choreographed this piece with the Sami people, nomadic reindeer herders native to Norway, in mind. He used folkloric music by Sami musicians such as Pekka Lehti and Mari Boine—and this was perhaps one of my favorite elements of the piece. McMillan listened to all the intricacies of the singer’s voice and the movement corresponded to the sounds. Each movement seemed to me to be an emotional response to the singer’s raw voice, so the movement and sound were one. The use of fake fall-colored leaves onstage wasn’t totally necessary, but they were beautiful when they got swirled around by the wind from the dancer’s movement. At times, the movement was uncomfortable—raw and explicit, eliciting discomfort in the form of snorts of laughs or whispers from some audience members. That’s also one of the things I liked about it. I think it’s good to have awkward or unusual moments in choreography. If all you want to see is pretty stuff, go see a ballet. If you want to broaden your mind and feel something (other than contentedness and “wasn’t that nice, dear”), have a visceral response to what you’re seeing, then this is what you’re looking for. The choreography was fast, intense, primitive, and also beautiful. It was the type of dancing that is so impressive, I thought, “I’m not sure I could ever do that.”</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing">The fourth piece, <i>sad monsters</i>, choreographed by Maurya Kerr, was not for me. It was a little too Sidra Bell. I didn’t like the “fierce” intensity and I absolutely hated the costumes (black turtlenecks and booty shorts). The last duet was pretty great, but in general I didn’t click with this piece.</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing"><i>PACOPEPEPLUTO</i>, choreographed by Alejandro Cerrudo to music by Dean Martin, probably gave a bunch of Long Island old ladies very good dreams. It was a series of three male solos, again in white light, and the kicker is that all they wore was a dance belt (“costume design, Rebecca Shouse,” struck me as funny). Each of the solos was beautiful, but I did rather wish there were fewer times their backs faced downstage. Each dancer had his own very distinct movement quality, but they were all beautiful in their own respect. I was impressed mostly by their control—they way they could catch their balance and how they could move out of turns. The program talks about their being “enshrouded in dim lighting and fog,” but we didn’t get any fog. It must not have worked out in our theater. Anyway, Andrew Wright’s butt was my favorite.</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing">The last piece, <i>Bonobo</i>, was more like what I expected from a Hubbard Street performance. The choreography, in this case by Penny Saunders, was most like what I thought it would be, based on what I’d seen online. This is also one instance where the description in the program matched what I thought of it. It was “inspired by the history of Vaudeville-type traveling tent shows from the 1920s and 1930s,” and “[featuring] an eclectic score ranging from hilarity to poignancy.” This one was the most theatrical of them all. It was a good one to end with.</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing">One of the things that impressed me most was the dancers’ partnering skills. I’m always impressed by good partnering, because I know how hard it is. I wonder how many times they have to practice each lift to make them look like that. It made me wish that instead of working on choreography for our workshop piece in partnering class, we would spend more time practicing lifts until they are smooth and easy.</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing">The other thing that impressed me also depressed me. All of the HS2 dancers are very young. In fact, two of them are my age, and still in college! It hit me kind of hard and made me feel very behind where I should be in my career. I’m nowhere near as good as these other college Seniors. </p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing">I thoroughly enjoyed the show and seeing how ballet technique can transform into so many other things, and how performing classical ballet isn’t the only possible end goal of practicing ballet technique. I hope that this impression was also made on Adelphi Dance’s newest members whose minds have yet to be opened to the possibilities.</p><p class="MsoNoSpacing"> </p>artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-88494625998220001102012-02-19T19:33:00.003-05:002012-02-19T19:36:55.406-05:00Lar Lubovitch Dance Company at MMAC<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Lar Lubovitch Dance Company performed “Histoire du Soldat” and “Crisis Variations,” accompanied by live music, at Manhattan Movement & Art Center February 11, 2012.<br />I was slightly surprised by the space, which struck me as being rather casual. Since non-student ticket prices ran close to $50, I guess I expected a more upscale venue.<div><br /><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>The first piece, “Histoire du Soldat” (or “The Soldier’s Tale”) is to a 1918 score by Igor Stravinsky which the composer said was to be “read, played, and danced.” Now, I don’t know about the original script, but the modern, English version read that night is terrible. This piece could have done with a lot less reading and playing, and way more dancing. The Kindergarten-like storytelling and boring musical score made me uncomfortable. Actually, that’s an understatement. I hated the narration and couldn’t believe how painfully awful it was. But, when the dancers were actually onstage, they were wonderful and beautiful. Maybe if they had danced during the narration and music I wouldn’t have minded it so much.</div><div><br /><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Actually, the partnering in “Soldier’s Tale” tied in very nicely with what we are learning in partnering class here with Amy Marshall and Chad Levy. There was a lift in which Amy had to look completely limp. This is tricky because dead weight is hard to carry, so the person being lifted has to be able to achieve the limp look but still hold their abs. We got to witness this type of lift when “Soldier” Reid Bartelme brought out the sick “Princess” Nicole Corea, dangling under his arm.</div><div><br /><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>There were a lot of partnering movements that we’re learning about in class that it was good to see executed professionally well.</div><div><br /><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Where the first piece disappointed, the second piece, “Crisis Variations,” awed and amazed. I would have seen just that for my $17. This piece actually reminded me a lot of Sylvana’s work; some of the floor work in this piece was also in Sylvana’s “May Fly.” This piece also had crazy partnering in it, as well as magical patterns, and the way they danced was fluid, as can be expected from Lubovitch’s company, but at the same time they affected limpness and flailed around wildly while maintaining impeccable technique and strength. The surprising ending was so delightful it left me giddy. This piece made me excited about dance again and gave me a new standard to strive for!</div><div> </div>artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-9291424582035952282012-01-17T02:42:00.004-05:002013-08-16T00:27:48.896-04:00DIY Fabric-covered denim shortsI've had this photo sitting in my "fashion" folder on my computer for some time, and recently looked at it again while at home.<br />
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I happened to have some cool fabric saved in my remnants suitable for the job. And some Levi's cutoffs from the Salvation Army.</div>
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As you can see in the picture, the fabric appears to be adhered to the denim without stitches; it looks like it's glued on. So I armed myself with some fabric glue, which I've never used before, so this was kind of experimental, and set to work.</div>
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artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-75946643856880230482012-01-16T00:25:00.002-05:002012-01-16T00:34:25.612-05:00Mail me this stuff?<a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0276.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0276.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0277.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0277.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div>With bracelets<br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0280.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0280.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0282.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0282.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0283.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0283.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0284.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 658px; height: 484px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0284.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></div><div>Ew, this thing is filthy. I want the charging dock too, of course.<br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0285.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0285.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></div><div>(Tripod)<br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0287.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 475px; height: 800px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0287.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></div><div>2 small photo albums, Book pictured above, as well as Delsarte spiral-bound book<br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0288.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0288.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></div><div>This clump of clothing. Yeah ............... sorry.<br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0289.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0289.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></div><div>These three pairs<br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0290.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0290.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0291.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0291.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></div><div>But I don't need Jannie's feather duster! :p<br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0292.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 799px; height: 530px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0292.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></div><div>4 picture frames<br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0293.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0293.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></div><div>This whole box of STUFF. You can stop at the pareos that are folded in there. I don't think I need those.<br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0294.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 533px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DSCN0294.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /></div>artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-4606629913489351042012-01-07T01:30:00.001-05:002012-01-07T01:32:43.263-05:00Shut Up and Dance! Featuring Afrika Bambaataa<a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DanceFrontweb.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 533px; height: 800px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DanceFrontweb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div><br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DanceBackweb.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 533px; height: 800px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/DanceBackweb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><div>Excited to be dancing at this with Peek A Boo Gogo. :)</div></div><div> </div>artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-52352685414024453702012-01-03T00:46:00.002-05:002012-01-03T00:56:46.267-05:00Necklace for a mutual birthday<img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/onmarble2-1.jpg" /><br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/onneckcrop-1.jpg" /><br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/onvelvet-1.jpg" /><div><br /></div><div>On the close-up you can see how I attached the strings of beads to the hammered ovals with tiny loops of chain. </div><div> </div>artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-71562215358285970822011-12-03T19:55:00.003-05:002011-12-04T11:52:17.408-05:00Response: The Barnard Project<p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent:.5in">Today, December 3, at 2 pm, I attended a show at New York Live Arts, formerly Dance Theater Workshop, featuring choreography by David Parker, Ivy Baldwin, Susan Rethorst, and Sidra Bell: “The Barnard Project.” It was a professional choreography showcase featuring many Barnard dance students. </p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent:.5in">The first piece, entitled “E Pluribus” and choreographed by David Parker, featured twelve dancers clad in gaudy shades of yellow. The music was an eclectic variety—including some from <i>La Bayadere</i>, some sacred-sounding music in Latin, an American folk song, and “Downtown” by Tony Hatch. In this piece they made a lot of sounds with their bare feet, including by tap dancing. It had its cute moments and its funny moments, but they didn’t come until later on. The beginning was honestly pretty boring. The dancers walked around, thumping the ground once in a while with a heel or their toes, doing small movements in a repetitive pattern. They didn’t walk well, though. They weren’t strong modern walks in the style of Graham or Taylor, and they weren’t ballet walks. They were some awkward kind of in-between thing, and unfortunately I don’t think it was on purpose. It just seemed like none of the dancers knew how to walk well.</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent:.5in">Next was a piece by Ivy Baldwin, called “Howl.” I hated the costumes for this. I sort of thought they were supposed to be of a conservative, housewife, Fall-ish theme, but even that is kind of broad and doesn’t describe much of anything. This dance featured a lot of wiggling, jiggling, wagging, waving, gyrating, convulsing, percolating, and shaking. A lot of the moves looked like things I would do (actually things I probably have done at some point) for fun. I was mostly interested and entertained during this piece, although I felt it was lacking in formations, patterns, unison, and other factors that tend to bring a piece together and make it whole. And I didn’t like one of the dancers. I didn’t think she was holding her center. If I weren’t a dancer, it probably wouldn’t bother me, but I can tell, so I was bothered.</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent:.5in">After intermission was “Jazz out of Water,” a piece by Susan Rethorst in collaboration with the dancers. Maybe collaborating with the dancers wasn’t a good idea. During this piece, I leaned over to Devon at one point and informed her that I was going to slit my wrists. The piece was mostly in silence, except for the few times a few bars of some dull jazz music played and then faded back out. I don’t remember anything cool or interesting from this piece, and in fact it was the first time I’ve ever watched a show and thought, man, I wish they would do an arabesque or a pirouette or something! It was all just slowly walking, and moving arms, and sitting on the ground, and then not sitting on the ground, and I don’t even remember because I was staring into space. I was awoken a couple times by the strobe-like stage lighting that served no other discernable purpose than to remind the audience that people were dancing. I clapped because this piece was over.</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent:.5in">Last was Sidra Bell’s work “Mass Observation.” The dancers began by coming down the audience stairs in a line on each side. They faced the stage and moved their arms like drones. I almost got poked in the eye by a gloved finger. I wasn’t sure where to look, because there were two dancers onstage, but there were also dancers next to me, and what if I was supposed to watch them? Were they important? Leda calls this “making the audience watch a tennis match,” because your head goes back and forth from one place to another. There was a lot of that in this piece, and in the show in general. Ultimately I decided on the dancers who were on the stage, because if I turned my head to the right I was looking at a man’s shiny American Apparel copper leggings-clad butt. American Apparel should have been paying royalties to this show, for the amount of their clothes the dancers wore. (And as a side note, they should have cut the tags from the leggings. The tags gave everyone a weird lump in the middle of their backsides.)</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent:.5in">I liked this last piece best of all of them (which isn’t saying much!), because at least they <i>moved</i> sometimes. There was still a lot of foot stomping, arm gesticulating, and wiggling—the theme of the show—but out of all the pieces, I felt this one had the most instances of interesting movement. I didn’t “get” it; was it about a shiny-butt fierce runway diva drone army from outer space? But I was impressed by many of the dancers and I felt that this choreography showcased them the best. For the most part, though, the mood of the piece just made me feel nervous.</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent:.5in">The dancers who were in this show are probably great, well-trained, talented dancers, but I couldn’t tell you that for certain, because all I saw them do was meaningless movement that didn’t require much technique. Not that a lot of it wasn’t interesting, or innovative, but I think in order for me to enjoy a show, it has to be a mixture of things I recognize and things that are new and surprising and interesting. Or, maybe it can all be new and weird and different, but well-organized and executed. It’s hard to pinpoint, but whatever the golden combination is, this show was lacking part of it. When I see a dance show, I like to <i>feel</i> something. I like it when I have an emotional response to the dancing that lasts with me long after the show is over. I didn’t get that from The Barnard Project.</p>artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-53602950917241060912011-10-28T00:45:00.003-04:002011-10-28T00:48:52.439-04:00Dance Review: Morphoses, “The Bacchae”The “Plot Synopsis” of Morphoses’s “The Bacchae” doesn’t help at all. In fact, one might be better off not reading it and just enjoying the show as an abstract exploration of sound and stage elements. Or trying to enjoy it, anyway; one of the patrons in front of me whispered to the other while there was dancing, “do you want to go?” And the one next to me discreetly checked the time on her cell phone.<div><br />“The Bacchae," at the Joyce October 25-30, is a 50-minute piece with no intermission choreographed and designed by new Resident Artistic Director Luca Veggetti and directed by Director and Co-founder (the other one, Christopher Wheeldon, left in 2010) Lourdes Lopez. It features 11 dancers with severe hairstyles in sleek, mock-turtleneck leotards in navy and burgundy, and stiff pants with a tinsel-like sheen or, alternately, shorts with the brand logo visible from the cheap seats. And socks—whose relevance will be disclosed shortly.</div><div><br />The stage is lined with three silky backdrops which flutter interestingly in the background but cause for really awkward entrances and exits; the dancers have to scoot underneath the fabric, as there are no openings. The original music and sound design (this term is probably more apt) by Paolo Aralla, while interesting to be sure, frequently startles the audience with sudden loud pings and raps. It is supplemented by a live flutist, Erin Lesser, whom I found distracting when I saw the show, because I was focused on whether she was actually playing her instruments or miming. (She was playing.)</div><div><br />A puppeteer, Candice Burridge, opens the show with a little wooden person whom we never see again after that. Then there is a group number in which the dancers’ impeccable technical training is on display. They have perfect, effortless control of their bodies, almost like robots. At one point these dancers stay in impressively precise and tight formation as they walk and quickly switch direction.</div><div><br />The pas de deux sections in “The Bacchae” are worth the price of admission. There are unimaginable, inventive lifts performed seamlessly and with visible ease. They don’t even look like lifts; they look like a continuation of one move magically into the air and back down again without any hoisting or grunting or heave-ho. I came to the logical conclusion that all the men in this company have Herculean strength and that all the women are the size and weight of underage Chinese Olympic gymnasts. The partnering is really that brilliant.<br /><br /></div><div> But unfortunately, watching “The Bacchae,” you may feel nothing. I felt nothing. Rather, I felt like I was waiting for something noteworthy to happen, and then I felt impatient, and then I felt annoyed. The problem with this piece is that it’s trying too hard to be something—to be a little of everything. The puppet; the live instruments onstage; the voice of God or whatever it’s supposed to be; the guy who comes into the audience to speak one line; the lip syncing (yes I said lip syncing); the sticks that were whipped around (in my head I told the dancers, you better not let go of that f***ing thing); the utilization of the Joyce’s brick wall in the background (been done); the embarrassingly Forsythe-ian influence (this is where the aforementioned socks come in).<br /><br /></div><div>The choreography for the solos danced by Frances Chiaverini and Gabrielle Lamb makes them look spastic, and it might as well be improvisational because there isn’t a single move that either one of them does that seems deliberate, meaningful, or necessary. I understand that some people like this sort of style, but I was awfully bored. It’s the type of dance that never stops; the dancer is always putting some limb somewhere or moving in some inventive new way, and no shape ever stops to register, and nothing appears to have any feeling or emotion behind it. Granted, I’m sure it’s difficult to dance like that, but in the end what is the point?<br /><br /></div><div>In fact, most of the movement was like that. It was all perfect, but none of it meant anything to me. It’s a good thing this show ends with the seriously impressive partnering so I didn’t have to leave with a bad taste in my mouth.</div><div> </div>artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-21779130448984487522011-08-15T02:50:00.002-04:002011-08-15T02:53:59.395-04:00"Who Owns My Heart" Video Response<iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iVbQxC2c3-8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><div>
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<br /></div><div>Also, I believe in her wardrobe and makeup crews. The bitch is fucking ugly, but the head wrap on the bathtub look is cool, and the big hair/ nude lipstick look is pretty well done as well. Hope whoever's in charge of that is making bank, because they rock at their job if they can make Miley Cyrus look anything other than fugly.</div><div> </div>artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-72508882918077552562011-07-14T00:05:00.004-04:002011-07-14T00:08:43.347-04:00SUBTEXT<img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/dovebeforeafter.jpg" /><div><br /></div><div>Anyone else see the barely-disguised subtext in this ad by Dove? </div><div><br /></div><div>Before: fat, Black. </div><div>After: thin, white.</div><div><br /></div><div>Buy our product because it will make you go from undesirable ("Before") to desirable ("After")! Just look at that gradient.</div><div><br /></div><div>Not impressed, Dove.</div><div> </div>artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-61399299638500276412011-06-14T02:38:00.001-04:002011-06-14T02:38:32.624-04:00I'm not the only one with a girl-crush<iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PMaXjvJ_4xo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-31776873098558364412011-06-10T04:04:00.003-04:002011-06-10T04:35:18.463-04:00White Eyeliner Off the RunwayAfter seeing the recent runway trend of white eyeliner in <i>Marie Claire</i> and <i>Nylon</i>, I decided to have a go at it.<div><br /></div><div><div>Runway:</div></div><div><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/whiteeyelinepro.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 542px;" border="0" alt="" /></div><div><br /></div><div>And myself ...</div><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/WhiteEyeliner2.jpg" /><br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/CannaSoop/WhiteEyeliner1.jpg" /><div><br /></div><div>I think if a white liquid eyeliner exists that would provide a more opaque line, the effect would be more dramatic. I just used a crappy Wet & Wild pencil, layered thickly.<br /><div><br /></div><div>Can I rock it? Maybe for a very special, funky occasion ... but as for everyday, the jury's still out.</div><div> </div></div>artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-4835690930004929762011-06-08T03:14:00.006-04:002011-06-10T04:37:25.324-04:00New Far East Movement Video.The newly premiered Far East Movement music video for their single "So What?" features barely-clothed (and I do mean barely; one of the swimsuits is just short of some sort of S&M lingerie) models rubbing themselves with Pepto Bismol and dancing on a stove.<div><br /></div><div>... Yeah, a stove.<br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/H-WySwkYnGs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div>What the FUCK are they trying to say here? That women should get naked and get their hot bare asses back into the kitchen? Because look, it's so much fun! Cooking is a fucking sexy party every day! Your job as a female is to be a hot ass and make me some toast (see video re:toast). </div><div><br /></div><div>I used to dig FEM because 1) Asians making waves in pop culture is exciting, 2) "Like A G6" is catchy, and 3) "Rocketeer" is kind of sweet (<a href="http://youtu.be/QvZIYIVNGZ0">short video</a>).</div><div><br /></div><div>I think the band is trying to appeal to not only the club/dance/hip hop music scene, which they definitely are with the naked chicks and the swagger, but to a KPop fan base as well. If you've looked at a T.O.P. video lately (<a href="http://youtu.be/AdPnMoxKOWY">"Turn It Up"</a>), you'll notice Korea getting raunchier with their vids. Which of course I think is Korea trying to be more like America. Vicious fucking cycle.</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, I'm not impressed, Far East Movement. More like offended.</div>artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411513538362997687.post-51841138148921052192011-06-04T04:51:00.001-04:002011-06-04T04:52:42.769-04:00iamamiwhoamiIt helps (somewhat) to have watched all the preceding uploads, but even without doing so ...<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/izejVXJ_arQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>artilleriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099597855357907247noreply@blogger.com0