Is it sad that I teared up watching this trailer? Can’t wait.

Spotted this Geo Birdhouse in the latest issue of Surface. I think Wendy would LOVE it if we hung a bird feeder on the fire escape. She pressed her nose against the window screen all day yesterday scouting out the newly arrived spring birds.

I don’t know about you, but I need a cheaper version of these lovely jackets. No way can I blow that kind of dough right now. Etsy so the rescue!

top left: vintage London Fog at Owleys Vintage
top right: vintage rose trench at Brown Bag Vintage
bottom left: 1960s madras jacket at Glas Knits (man I wish this was my size!!!!)
Bottom right: vintage London Fog at Ladies of Leasure (forgot how much I love this etsy shop)

I love everything about this.

UPDATE: Hellcat Vintage is offering For Me, For You readers a super sweet 10% discount! Just mention my blog in the check out!

Beer and burgers Friday, a rainy Saturday was for making jewelry, a friend took us to Indian food where I had the BEST Indian food I’ve ever consumed in my life (Banjara on 1st ave- ate lamb for the first time! I know, I’m sheltered), Sunday was the most perfect weather EVER and we walked 9 miles to un-picture worthy parts of Manhattan, then came home and basked in the sunlight, I made berry buckle and we ate it with ice cream and watched South Park til we fell asleep (since there was no new episode of The Office- boo). One of the best weekends in a long time.

I hope yours was wonderful, as well!

A post I did not make showed up on my blog last night called “eeyore is cute!”

Apparently it was a blogger bug that effected massive amounts of blogger users. So, not me friends.

Mountain View, originally uploaded by tommy forbes.

Blogging hasn’t been top of mind the last two days due to various things, and right now one reason is that I’m giving blood for the first time (if I qualify) in 30 minutes and I’m TERRIFIED and can’t think of anything else today! I am scared of blood and needles and small spaces (those vans creep me out), but my dad and step mom give blood all the time and make me feel lame for not just bucking up and doing it. So when the sign up sheet made its rounds, and I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and put my name on the list.
It’s a stupid thing to be scared of when it’s so simple, yet beneficial to so many people. I am such a baby.

Anyway, have a lovely weekend, and here’s a funny story:

This very rainy morning a woman was walking down the street in front of me with this GIANT golf umbrella (a very popular way to piss off other New Yorkers) and she hit this guy right in the face with it while walking by him. The guy freaked out, grabbed her umbrella, and THREW it onto Houston st (a very, very busy street you do not want your umbrella thrown on). It was sad, but also hilarious as I’ve wanted to do that myself so many, many times.

UPDATED, Thank you all for your very encouraging comments, but I was totally disqualified from giving blood! Apparently I should stop paying for sex. JUST KIDDING GRANDPA, PLEASE DO NOT WRITE A DISAPPROVING EMAIL TO ME, THAT DRAWING ON FLICKR WITH THE F WORD WAS JUST A JOKE, EVERYTHING IS A-OK!
They still gave me a t-shirt and cupcake for coming down, heck yes. The nice nurse told me to eat some meat, have some babies, and come back later.

This is wonderful.

The Good Machinery found via BOOOOOOOM!

Warsaw’s new beach sack is amazing. Pretty sure it must be mine. Damn you Spring, why does everything new come out near payday, tempting me beyond belief?

In the mood for white vintage sandals right now. Top to bottom: dirty birdy vintage, vintage revolver, and Vintage Etc