Turbans and toe shoes

With absolute certainty, I can say that the divine D. Deull, mother of the divine Elizabeth Deull is the only woman in our hometown who's requested a pair of Albert Maysles spectacles for her 20th 40th birthday.

There she lay, feline-fine

Teepee, at rest on the remains of her Halloween costume +
Yoshiko Kajitani in Tokyo frm the Selby

Jezebel was on NBC this morning! My Aunt J. rises at an ungodly hour, so she saw the actual segment. The powers that be over there must know that I've been watching 30 Rock lately.

And little Sara, too

lace circa 1935 from belle heir, $95

Bought myself some over-the-knee boots this weekend, once again wishing that Belle Heir's antique finery was not limited to the 5 and under set.

Scrubbed, clean, better to dream

Australia Vogue Living Oct-Nov 2002, via moodboard

I'd forgotten just how much I wanted to go to Finca Los Alamos. Desire rekindled, heart thumping. When I was in Argentina, we sailed slowly to Punta del Este; must return, and head to wine country instead.

"Without the poetry it's nothing"

I had a dream a few weeks ago that all of my jewelery turned to dust. Since that dream, I've shattered a ring, misplaced 2 bracelets, and lost a ring down the drain. They were all 4 gifts, and all 4 beautiful and with secret meaning to me. Goodbye departed friends! I wonder what the pearl is. There's always a pearl.

Soothsayer says: decanter will sell today

today's nostalgia: dujour magazine, december-january 2008-9

We're friends, right? I admit: some days you wake up singing an out-of-tune little blues song for yourself. Coffee is taken as a palliative and while squirming, shape-shifting nostalgia should always be held delicately and firmly between one's fingertips, sometimes it is permissible to indulge.

Ten

I know why I'm having trouble rousing myself this morning. I'm not quite sure what Teepee's excuse is, though I suspect it might have something to do with this: my girl is short, and not prone to acts of bravery, and we can come last night to a chihuahua on a couch. It has never happened before, and will never happen again, until she is goaded once more to such lofty heights by Coral the leopard who I'm sure dashed off to snuggle in her Eames lounger while Teepee trembled the hours away on the couch, waiting for us to come rescue her.

My castle, my books.

David Bowie at home in Berlin, under a portrait of Mishima he painted

Finally getting to Spring Snow. Or, Spring Snow finally getting to me, as it is really in charge of our romance.

Love Bomb

Silvana Mangano + Milla Jovovich

It's a divine thing, this being a lady business.

A formal invitation, to a very formal affair

As the old saying goes, "if it's good enough for Dame Elizabeth, it's good enough for me." Join me on the thing I thought I'd never do. I'll say it softly. Twitter.

The questionable ASP

outtake from an old design*sponge sneak peek of my old apartment + cleopatra

Something ought to be slithering my way, any day now, via the USPS that I hold so dear. It's for us to share, though I haven't entirely decided how.

In the event you are a billionaire's baby, born in November

18k rose gold and 15 carat citrine, 1960s, $2500

Arthur and Beatrice Fonzarelli earrings, $3200

20th century, large citrine surrounded by jeweled bees, $1950

citrine and 18k earrings, Tony Duquette, $10,000

I've picked out some jewels for you from 1st Dibs, featuring your birthstone, the citrine. Let me know which one you get.

Jezebel giveaway vol. 2: She who is chosen

Bittersweets NY Medusa cuff, $1400

Random.org has worked it's dark magic and chosen MOLLY as the recipient of the Bittersweets NY baby vamp charm. Molly, while studiously ignoring the baseball game last night (though I am, by default, on the side of the Yankees) I raised a glass slightly in your honor (only slightly because I feel strange about cheers and toasting, though I'm easing my way out of that unnecessary neurosis).

Come see, feel, try, buy Bittersweets at Catbird, and do not forget to visit the Bittersweets NY website on a day when you're feeling low and mean- it's bound to force a sly smile out of the most hardened of travelers.

Floridian coasts

I did something last night I thought I'd never do. We can all do the thing I thought I'd never do together, soon enough. If you want. No pressure. While doing the thing I thought I'd never do, I came across this photo of someone very special to me, doing the thing that he always does do, in a Jezebel t-shirt, which he always does wear, and white jeans, which he rarely does wear.

Céléstine

In my black velvet dress with a scarf tied round my head, I'm feeling a bit like Jeanne Moreau in Diary of a Chambermaid. Let me tell you, feeling even un petit peu like Jeanne Moreau is a really glorious thing.

The Wild Unknown print, $45

Deliriously excited to see the 2010 calendars by The Wild Unknown. Confession: I have checked her site every day since October 15th, in anticipation. I know where I'll be buying mine.

Darling, Saturday

frm the Peter Pan Alphabet, 1907

Relief

Bergman's rocking chair lacquered in white, 20th c.

I was thinking about him yesterday and thought about sharing a story, but I hesitated. Today I read that his estate and most of his possessions, have been bought by a Norwegian entrepreneur, inventor, archaeologist, with the intention of resurrection, preservation, exploration, veneration.

Immeasurable Pleasure

press your space face close to mine, love $3.50 at www.ilovejezebel.com +
baron munchausen earrings by draugsvold, $162 at catbird

"And there I caught a glimpse of Miles, in profile: a real Giacometti, with a face of great beauty"

Yesterday, inspired by the girl in the trench, I worked by the fading light of all the Juliette Greco I could find. So weary Juliette, so pacific Juliette, so loved Juliette...

Miles didn't hear me sing until much later in New York, at the Waldorf-Astoria. Before that, to him, I was just me, a girl with a strange face, and it was me he loved, which made me happy.

Night sweats

What will the electronic book do to picture books? Will there be electronic book readers to read aloud from electronic books to babies rocking in electronic cradles? This is terrible. I'm going to start stock-piling. Tomorrow, you can find me at Books of Wonder. I'll be the one in black, fretting over whether to purchase Many Moons in paperback or hardcover.

Les Feuilles Mortes

The Paris Review?, Saul Steinberg, 1965

Just the other day, I saw a girl, on the street, in a Burberry trench coat with a pair of perfect cropped sweatpants underneath, low-slung patent leather flats afoot, and, crowning her look absolutely triumphant, a Paris Review tote. I'm certain she slipped upstairs, to a spare apartment, where she listens to Juliette Greco records and smokes slim cigarettes on a white-sheeted mattress on a scrubbed and shining wood floor.

Ideally: a fan and an upright library

autochrome ca. 1915

Doing penance for a tour of the Roebling Tea Room, Aurora, Motorino, and the Brooklyn Flea food vendors. Penance involves lentils and brown rice with burnt onions and homemade tzatziki. Penance is delicious.

Bittersweets baby vamp charm: Jezebel GIVEAWAY vol. 2!

Good morning, dearests. Did I spook you with these ferocious baby vampire teeth by Bittersweets? I do hope so, as they are very scary. Though I've got a phobia about adults in costume, Halloween is near upon us and it is time to set the scene. In anticipation of that great pagan rumpus, I'm working on cobbling together a very mellow Tiger Lily costume, in accordance with a decree handed down by a 5 year old, and, thanks to the celestial jeweler, R. Adams, I'm giving away a Bittersweets NY baby vamp charm!

To enter: visit Bittersweets NY's site, and between now and Sunday the 1st, then leave a comment here, at this very post. Do make sure that I'll be able to find you, as I'm most certain you will be the winner. And, don't despair if I am wrong and you are not the winner- capitalism is not dead.

Jezebel at the Brooklyn Flea- Sunday!

I'll be selling Jezebel on Sunday, at the Brooklyn Flea, under the Brooklyn Bridge, in the Brooklyn Based tent. That's in Brooklyn, by the way. Oh, and if Jezebel and the best treasure-hunting around isn't enough of a draw for you, a certain someone with the initials of M.S. will be on hand, filming for her show. In Brooklyn.

Finally, finally, I'm a gangster's moll!

Princess Margaret's personal effects, up for auction + Daisies and Daggers, a Crystal Jungle by Lauren

I made a new friend this morning. I'll introduce you to her once we've really gotten to know each other better.