ALL YESTERDAY’S PARTIES

Danny’s post over here reminded me of how much I love old polaroids-wish I was still in the habit of snapping shots on instant film, but digital is so much cheaper. Still love them for special occasions though. One day I’ll post on my absurd collection of polaroid cameras.

Everyday Feels Like Saturday

Saturdays Surf on Crosby and Grand, home of the dreamiest latte in Soho, is just a hop skip and a jump away from my office.  Upon visiting, visions of balmy Santa Barbara beaches instantly fill my mind–it’s a veritable surf shack. I stumbled upon their blog , which is as much of a gem as the shop itself. They also have a picturesque backyard seating area, of which I’ll definitely be game for this summer…

The Hell’s Kitchen Flea

Nothing can replace the rink-a-dink Fairfax Flea Market for me. Held weekly each Sunday on Melrose and Fairfax, it is a treasure trove of vintage bits and baubles and whimsical crafts galore. If you’re in LA you gotta get with it, hit up the Jet Rag dollar sale while you’re out. Anyway, in last weekend’s GLORIOUS SUNSHINE (Oh weather above 50 degrees, how I’ve missed your touch) I walked to my neighborhood flea market. Smack dab in the middle of midtown, I was surprised at the eccentric finds. Things I liked: vintage leather bags a plenty, a bevy of costume jewelry including rad lucite bracelets, a decent amount of floral dresses. I did not like: prices are steeper than what I’m used to paying. Bartering tips would be greatly appreciated.

Cue The Confetti

Sundays in New York. Lately I’ve been taking advantage of the early matinees at the IFC, ’cause they’re playing French crime films and leaving the rest of the day open to exploring. In the past handful of Sundays, we’ve conquered Slash! Paper Under The Knife, the exhibit at the Museum of Art and Design, spent an afternoon rummaging through junk shops in Bushwick, and two weeks ago, celebrating the Chinese New Year on Mott Street. Still picking the confetti out of my hair. Photo credit goes to Spike.

ROID RAGE

Just some old polaroids I’ve scanned over the years! No digital camera beats the fun of watching a photo develop instantly. Perennially on my wishlist: the instant camera from Fuji. It’s not absurdly expensive but disposable cameras are my mode of expression cause they’re light, cheap, and easy. I have this neurotic thing about digital cameras…