Today: gratitude and devotion for a new friend we have yet to meet.

Home, and lusting for YSL

Earl Greyhound.
Matt is wearing his Jezebel for EG tee - so very divine.

Gone trampin'

Just in case I'm not explicitly clear with what I love in this forum, I'll be contributing what I love to AnOther Magazine's website. My first AnOther love is this 1957 portrait of Coco Chanel and Jeanne Moreau. Click here to see what else I love.

Song of songs

Sometimes the evil eye turns it gaze from within. We wore hamsas as children- it might be time again.

The Blues Explosion

Some days, it would just be too cruel to make the bed. My girls are still recovering from Saturday night.

Water found on moon, researchers say

1932 print + Intl. Year of Astronomy #2

A not too terrible thing happened on Friday the 13th.

Jezebel giveaway vol. 3: She who is chosen

Erica Weiner antique chav earrings, $20

Random.org has worked it's dark magic and chosen JESSICA as the winner of the Erica Weiner All's Well earrings. Dear Jessica, it has come to my attention that you are holed up in a small closet, wringing your hands, waiting on word from the bank that will allow you to buy a house, which will allow you to wring your hands in an even larger closet. Please Jessica, do step into the library for just a moment and, by Wednesday the 25th, let me know to where we ought send your earrings.

Swing by the Bust Craftacular on Sunday December 6th- I'll be selling Jezebel and Erica Weiner will be there, too. Thanks to all you sweet cabbages, and Erica Weiner, for playing along, and stay tuned here for an ongoing series of giveaways.

"The Dance of the Hours"

fantasia sketch + inclement ostrich necklace, $118

An absolute and defining childhood memory: sitting in a dark movie theatre, watching Fantasia with my father. Brothers not invited, just my dad and his only daughter.

Bobs

Garbo as Mata Hari

Random.org will choose the winner, but a gold star goes to Ashley for her entry in verse:

My lackluster lobes lay limp
Plain as day no matter what I try
No matter how much I primp
Bring back that glint in my eye

With earrings so swell
I cannot live with regret
All’s well that ends well
We may be happy yet

Sometimes even the sirens cry

Powązki by Pandora + Sleeping Beauty frm

Looking for melancholia in all the wrong places, or in the right places for the wrong reasons this absolutely colorless morning. I've always rejected the abstracted aestheticizing of cemeteries: they are receptacles of the pain of those who lie in wake amongst the four stones walls, and those who travel freely, by day or night, through heaving iron gates.

A graceful gesture of goodwill

Whether or not you were the one who wrote it, the message I received from you on that other thing I do after I wrote "@yokoono "Between my head and the sky" cover straight from the Blue Note school of album art. Title not too shabby, either," was in the spirit of oneness.

Down the hall, to the left

Haven't We Met, An Hoang 2009 (via piajanebijkerk)

I neglected to tell you on this Friday past, that I was born on a Friday the 13th. Let that mean what it will.

A Suitor Life

Suitor, the impeccable new paper line, by my friend and longtime stationer, Jessica Murnane launches today. I have 4 words for you: make it a set.

Erica Weiner All's Well earrings: Jezebel GIVEAWAY vol. 3!

Happy Monday, dearests. Is it true what I heard? Your exotic orchid cache was decimated by an overzealous domesticated ocelot?! Your bathtub swan flew south to Punta del Este, with your grandmother Jacaranda's opals swaying from his beak in an overflowing bottle-green clutch?! How truly terrible. Listen, though: All's Well! We May Be Happy Yet! I promise. Have I ever lied to you? To remind you to keep on the sunny side, I've had a little chat with the jeweler with the jazz-baby bob, Erica Weiner, and we've decided you must have a pair of her sterling silver All's Well earrings.

To enter: visit Erica Weiner's site between now and Sunday the 22nd, 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.

Cafe 947

The Sculpture (Bardot on the set of Le Mepris), Tazio Secchiaroli

I spent the evening on Madison Avenue (working) and I spent the wee hours on Madison Avenue with some Mad Men. I couldn't turn away, and this morning I forgot to use shampoo. I've compensated, not with a black bob wig, but with a rumpled scarf retrieved from a dark corner of my fringed bag.

Bare-breasted

Hope Gangloff via Bittersweets NY

The everyday has never looked so glamorous. What? Your everyday doesn't include swans in your bathtubs and fantastical fountains and lounging languidly? Come now. Shape up or ship out.

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