Thanks to a friend of mine (ERIC www.visualvirus.com), I have fallen in love with this talented artist. Her music is simple, tasteful, fun, insightful, heartwarming, and inspiring. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
Here is her blog:
http://thesneakymister.blogspot.com/
Enjoy the sounds.....Let them fill you up. :-D
Monday, January 23, 2012
1950's to 1960's Vintage Items for sale!
1960's Cocktail Dress
Minor safety-pin rust stains at the bottom.
Size 12/14
FRONT
BACK
1960's Satin Dinner Dress and Coat
Fallen seam at the bottom, as well as minor safety-pin rust stains.
Size 12/14
Without Coat
With Coat
Champagne Satin Ballroom Slippers
Size 8, narrow toe
1950's 100% Wool Children's Christmas Sweater
Minor moth holes, minor stiffness from lack of wear
Child's Size
Minor safety-pin rust stains at the bottom.
Size 12/14
FRONT
BACK
1960's Satin Dinner Dress and Coat
Fallen seam at the bottom, as well as minor safety-pin rust stains.
Size 12/14
Without Coat
With Coat
Champagne Satin Ballroom Slippers
Size 8, narrow toe
1950's 100% Wool Children's Christmas Sweater
Minor moth holes, minor stiffness from lack of wear
Child's Size
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Snow is White for a Reason (No, I'm not being racist)
The color, white symbolizes Purity, Cleanliness, Truth, Innocence, Light (like you needed me to explain this to you (-: ).
This early, early morning, I experienced a real live snowfall for the first time in my life. It was magical-just as, if not more wonderful than the movies. I can't explain the exhilaration and joy I felt when the icy feathers of snow fluttered across my face. My smile spread from ear to ear when I heard my combat boots crunch into the snow. I felt as young as my puppy when she jumped and slid and licked up the snow all around her. I am still smiling as I type simply reminiscing the bliss I savored 20 minutes ago. While I strolled the winter wonderland that is my neighborhood, a thought occurred to me: This is my rebirth, the cleansing that I need from all of the bullshit I've been through. I know that what I have gone through may not have been a drowning cruise-ship (too soon?) or any sort of natural disaster; it wasn't even a true 'loss' by its literal meaning, but it has been an emotional "earthquake" of heartache and a whole mine field of explosive disappointments and let-downs. Yes, I miss home, my family and all of my friends, and yes, it has been so hard trying to find decent employment, and YES, it's been excruciating trying to find meaning and direction in my meager, simple, little life, but the snow...the snow makes all of that seem blanketed, just as snow creates a blanket of white, somewhat purifying all that it touches (before it's spoiled by footprints and tire tracks, of course). Much like life, we all have our moments of truth and innocence before we are covered in footprints, divots, bulldozer marks and everything else that leaves a mess behind, but we are fortunate that once it 'snows', once we move past it and let it disappear, we can regain that purity and once again find that light that leads us to some kind of happiness. I think I may be on the right track, as long as it's only my footprints making the mess-that I think I can handle.
***I sure hope all of this made sense. I can't deny having had a few drinks tonight before playing in the snow then writing a blog. Either way, I hope you find it insightful and enjoyable to read. As always, thank you so much for taking a moment to stop by and read about the little blurbs of my life. My love to you ***
This early, early morning, I experienced a real live snowfall for the first time in my life. It was magical-just as, if not more wonderful than the movies. I can't explain the exhilaration and joy I felt when the icy feathers of snow fluttered across my face. My smile spread from ear to ear when I heard my combat boots crunch into the snow. I felt as young as my puppy when she jumped and slid and licked up the snow all around her. I am still smiling as I type simply reminiscing the bliss I savored 20 minutes ago. While I strolled the winter wonderland that is my neighborhood, a thought occurred to me: This is my rebirth, the cleansing that I need from all of the bullshit I've been through. I know that what I have gone through may not have been a drowning cruise-ship (too soon?) or any sort of natural disaster; it wasn't even a true 'loss' by its literal meaning, but it has been an emotional "earthquake" of heartache and a whole mine field of explosive disappointments and let-downs. Yes, I miss home, my family and all of my friends, and yes, it has been so hard trying to find decent employment, and YES, it's been excruciating trying to find meaning and direction in my meager, simple, little life, but the snow...the snow makes all of that seem blanketed, just as snow creates a blanket of white, somewhat purifying all that it touches (before it's spoiled by footprints and tire tracks, of course). Much like life, we all have our moments of truth and innocence before we are covered in footprints, divots, bulldozer marks and everything else that leaves a mess behind, but we are fortunate that once it 'snows', once we move past it and let it disappear, we can regain that purity and once again find that light that leads us to some kind of happiness. I think I may be on the right track, as long as it's only my footprints making the mess-that I think I can handle.
***I sure hope all of this made sense. I can't deny having had a few drinks tonight before playing in the snow then writing a blog. Either way, I hope you find it insightful and enjoyable to read. As always, thank you so much for taking a moment to stop by and read about the little blurbs of my life. My love to you ***
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Wanna Push Past It? RANT IT OUT, BITCH!
I wish I knew what it took to keep moving forward. The whole "why does it have to be so hard" question is seriously lacking dimension. For instance: what's the reason for being stuck on heartache? Why does abandonment have to feel so permanent even after you've regained your bearings? Is it Karma, bad luck, or unhappy circumstances that bring forth such pointless agony? AAAAAAGGGHHHHHHH!
I have been dealing with the loss of "someone" for quite sometime. No, not a death, but sometimes it feels like one. I hate that I can't fix it, yet I accept that it's UN-fixable. I am fuming at how hard I tried to make it right, but all it did was blow up in my face! Why did I waste all of my energy trying to make someone (someone who I thought cherished me as I did them but instead broke my heart) to love me again?? (Rhetorical question) No! Retract that! Why did I do it, dammit?! At one point during our time of companionship, I thought, no, BELIEVED, truly believed that we would be friends for the rest of our lives. THE REST OF OUR LIVES! How naive and pitiful I must sound right now. I should have known a long, long time ago after all the crap and stupid hurdles I have had to overcome in the past that somethings are never meant to last. And, don't get me wrong, I ignored my guts, my intuition. I knew that I was grasping at unraveling, loose ends with this person. I was ignoring the ugly truth and stubbornly continued believing that it was all roses and rainbows. I allowed myself to love this person so much so that when the unexpected "end" of our friendship came, I began having the most sad and wicked dreams, I would cry and yell in frustration and pain, I recoiled and hid in fear of anyone looking to get close, I pushed other loved ones away, I desperately scraped at my already scorched heart and mind for answers that I knew deep down in the putrid recesses of my subconscious would never be found. It was, I have to admit, worse than breaking up with a significant other, and I have been through quite a few of those (embarrassingly enough). And, as it would seem, I have some serious 'letting go' issues. It's been the pang of my existence what with my mom, with deceased loved ones, and by holding grudges.
I am ready to rid myself of this emotional disease once and for all! I need to mature from this, grow and learn. I, for whatever unexplained reason, fell in love with this person as more than just a "hey, how are ya?" friend. I attached myself on like a starving leech prepared to sanction the rest of my life on this blood source. (Too graphic?) Now I am seething with anger and bitterness and belligerent HATRED. I am ashamed of myself for caring and hurting for so long! Blast it all, IT'S TIME TO LET GO, ALICIA! LET GO! LEEEEETTT GOOOOOOOOOO, FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS HOLY, LEEEEEETTTTT GOOOOOOOOOO!!!
I just exhaled. I'm not sure if that helped. Maybe I need to release a balloon into the air, or plant a tree, or....or......Damn, I have no unearthly idea. I am seriously open to any kind of suggestions any of you might have. How have you dealt with issues similar to this in the past? Help, friends. Please. Help me.
I have been dealing with the loss of "someone" for quite sometime. No, not a death, but sometimes it feels like one. I hate that I can't fix it, yet I accept that it's UN-fixable. I am fuming at how hard I tried to make it right, but all it did was blow up in my face! Why did I waste all of my energy trying to make someone (someone who I thought cherished me as I did them but instead broke my heart) to love me again?? (Rhetorical question) No! Retract that! Why did I do it, dammit?! At one point during our time of companionship, I thought, no, BELIEVED, truly believed that we would be friends for the rest of our lives. THE REST OF OUR LIVES! How naive and pitiful I must sound right now. I should have known a long, long time ago after all the crap and stupid hurdles I have had to overcome in the past that somethings are never meant to last. And, don't get me wrong, I ignored my guts, my intuition. I knew that I was grasping at unraveling, loose ends with this person. I was ignoring the ugly truth and stubbornly continued believing that it was all roses and rainbows. I allowed myself to love this person so much so that when the unexpected "end" of our friendship came, I began having the most sad and wicked dreams, I would cry and yell in frustration and pain, I recoiled and hid in fear of anyone looking to get close, I pushed other loved ones away, I desperately scraped at my already scorched heart and mind for answers that I knew deep down in the putrid recesses of my subconscious would never be found. It was, I have to admit, worse than breaking up with a significant other, and I have been through quite a few of those (embarrassingly enough). And, as it would seem, I have some serious 'letting go' issues. It's been the pang of my existence what with my mom, with deceased loved ones, and by holding grudges.
I am ready to rid myself of this emotional disease once and for all! I need to mature from this, grow and learn. I, for whatever unexplained reason, fell in love with this person as more than just a "hey, how are ya?" friend. I attached myself on like a starving leech prepared to sanction the rest of my life on this blood source. (Too graphic?) Now I am seething with anger and bitterness and belligerent HATRED. I am ashamed of myself for caring and hurting for so long! Blast it all, IT'S TIME TO LET GO, ALICIA! LET GO! LEEEEETTT GOOOOOOOOOO, FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS HOLY, LEEEEEETTTTT GOOOOOOOOOO!!!
I just exhaled. I'm not sure if that helped. Maybe I need to release a balloon into the air, or plant a tree, or....or......Damn, I have no unearthly idea. I am seriously open to any kind of suggestions any of you might have. How have you dealt with issues similar to this in the past? Help, friends. Please. Help me.
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