So I'm back from my little excursion to the nether regions of civilization. You have to travel through a couple of worm holes to get to West Texas because it's kinda like 1963 over there. I think part of my brain is stuck in another dimension and hasn't made it back yet. Or maybe I'm still trying to digest the large quantities of Velveeta that I ingested. That's probably it. It was worth it though - the Velveeta part that is. The other stuff? Well we'll get to that in the next post. But right now I just want to look at some cool stuff because I came to understand the value of small things like a mall within 50 miles, an internet connection and affordable art not bought from the Lilian Vernon catalog.
Ok look, pink is in this year and I kinda can't help that I like it because
I'm a sheep who follows trends an awesome madame on the cutting edge of design.
Know what I like more than pink? Collages. And skeleton keys.
...and bird and animal references,
...and spoons. (SHUT UP! it's not just because they shovel delicious casseroles made with Velveeta into my mouth, it's because they are all design-y and stuff)
...and tattoos and body art. I'm starting to get obsessed I think.
I'm gonna get a tree of life like this but I'm going to tattoo on my FACE because why the fuck not? Who needs to look like a normal person in job interviews?! Also cuz Grandma needs to back up off me and my self-expression! This is who I AM gawdammit!!! Spoons and keys and birds and blogs and affordably-priced art that would look super cute if I bought 8 and hung them down my hallway or all grouped together in my dining room over the buffet or maybe in the foyer so it's like a chorus line of fancy art ladies greeting me when I come home from work or after a long "vacation" perhaps stuck in 1963....