Monthly Archives: December 2008

Happy Holidays!

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Here is my good friend Mr. Bushwick Santa who greets many Bushwickers on their way to the L train. Yesiree, we get a little Christmas all year ’round.

So, Merry Christmas and Happy 5th Day of Hanukkah to you all! Happy Family anad Friends Day! Happy Day off! Happy Get-So -Bored-You-Don’t-Know-WHAT-To-Do-With-Yourself-Day! Happy Go See a Movie Day! Happy Eat Chinese Food Because There’s Nothing Else Open Day! Etc.

And Happy Birthday to my BFF and Cousin!

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Losing your words

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Love this. It’s the perfect visualization of when you “know” what you’re going to say and then something happens (you get startled, someone says something unexpected, you just plain forget, etc.) and it’s as though the planned words just sort of drop. I love how they litter onto his shirt.

photo by Marina Camargo

via swissmiss

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Now that’s how you use a living room!

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How have I never seen Fosse’s All That Jazz (1979)? I mean, really?

Regardless, I am lusting after that living room/living space and how it’s being used exactly as I would want to use it. After a few years of living in small-ish New York City apartments where there is little to no room to dance, I find myself having to restrain myself from dancing any time I find myself in a Large Open(esque) Space. Seriously. When I was doing custom jewelry design at Henri Bendel, where there is a quite lot of floor space and a few grand spiral-y sweeping staircases…..well… let’s just say I heard “Tilly, don’t you dare get yourself fired!” uttered out of my manager’s lips more than once.

Have you ever been faced with the task of not dancing while West Side Story’s “I Feel Pretty” plays through the speakers, IN a store (with tables and mannequins), WHILE wearing a full skirt with an extra full pink fluffy crinoline under it (that very nearly begs to be swished around)! I have, and I tell you: It Was Difficult, my friends. It was difficult, indeed. (watch below, if you don’t know what I’m talking about)

Perhaps I should mention that I am also the kind of girl that once got into trouble for taking a moment to stop and spin on the way back to my desk in school because my pink “swirly skirt” (as I used to call them) just HAD to be swirled. Oh, to be a first grader.

Perhaps I should also mention that it would be much more interesting to have lost my job because I was caught dancing (of all things) as opposed to the fact that the economy was going down and people weren’t so big on buying jewelry anymore. Yes, dancing my way out of my job would’ve been quite a story.

Moral of the story: Life’s short; might as well dance.

(pssst: I did, and I assure you that I enjoyed every minute of it)((and I dare say that some people were entertained)) *Winks*

first video via A Cup of Jo

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If the eyes are windows into the soul…

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…then are a person’s windows eyes into their soul?

That probably sounds a little weird, but I’m working on a project; or I should say trying to work on something. You see, I used to live on the third (and top) floor of my building which, at that level, stared nothing in the face -only a low Verizon truck dispatching building (?) – so when I purchased curtains, I figured they didn’t need to be super thick and opaque since no one would be able to see directly in. They let light filter in and not too much of me to stick out. However (oh! however!), now I live on the first floor of the same building and so people being able to see into my room is now a most definite issue considering all of the foot traffic, the renovations workers coming and going, and the fact that the trashcans are all right outside my window ((sexy, eh?!))).

So yes, I do love my curtains, and though I’ve pondered new ones, I’m still not terribly keen on have super thick ones as I do want some light to come in (I don’t get nearly as much sunshine now that I’m on the first floor *pout*). I’m embarrassed to say that while I’d been pondering what to do, and even now that I do know but haven’t done it yet, I have the same grey, ugly paper taped onto the lower pane of my window that the workers put in, I imagine, when they were painting. But what can I say, I don’t want to give any free shows.

Not pretty.

So. I found, after an extensive search, some lovely japanese-y paper to put there instead. It has a pale background with flowers and is lightweight, so that I’m hoping that some light will filter on through.

Now, since I love words, poems, lyrics, books, etc so darned much; and have done odd things like write “hello” on my ceiling for all passers-by to see ( can you see where I’m going, yet?) I thought: Why not write something on the other side for everyone to see! A FABULOUS idea, I thought.

But, what, my friends. What? It’s been kind of intimidating to figure out what to put in such a visible spot….

Ideas?

Or should I maybe put the colorful, printed side of the paper facing outside with my written words inside, so that people will get a glimpse of them (backwards), sort of, when my room is super lit? OR, if I did it that way (vs. words facing out).. what if I wrote whatever I was going to write backwards on the part that faces inside inside that what people can see when outside looking in is the printed paper with the shadowy glimpse of something written there?!

Am I making sense. Ideas? Email (thoroughlymoderntilly@gmail.com) or comment! :)

The windows/window area of my apartment upstairs:

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Clickety-Clack: Please type-write me back

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*Ahem* To set the tone:

I’ve always liked typewriters. There’s something rather charming about them, in my opinion: The clickety-clack of the keys; the little hands visibly stamping the paper with the letter of your choosing; those adorable little buttons! I remember back when I used my mother’s electric typewriter to write my science projects back in very early elementary school. Strange that I can actually remember a time without computers; I would imagine that my age-bracket of early 80’s born kids are among the last? However, soon after those early elementary years, we progressed to the computer (a now ancient Mac SE!) and never looked back.

Years later I found myself meandering past a vintage typewriter at my beloved college-town antique store and pausing to run my hands over the keys, tap out a sentence or two into the air. I do this pretty much every time I passed one, and yet I have never really thought about getting making a purchase… until I spotted the above typewriters at Three Potato Four. Aren’t they pretty! And colorful! Smitten and intrigued, I did a little more poking around for vintage typewriters for sale, and found a site with a TON! All different kinds and colors, too! And one, as I discovered, is slated to appear in the February issue of Vogue:

Quite adorable, isn’t it? Here’s a gander at a few more wares from Vintage Typewriter Shoppe:

In our computer age, I’m not sure how many people I could see sitting down to actually write a letter on a typewriter (though snail-mailed letters, as I’ve said are pretty darn cool in my opinion). But, it could be fun for some things. Imagine having one sitting around with a piece of paper in it and it could be used as sort of a noteboard for messages, reminders, etc. It would be like, an old-school facebook inspired status update. Or.. I could just be nuts.

Well, if you like typewriters – and their components- you could always make like Jeremy Mayer; a fellow who collects antique typewriters, takes them apart, and reassembles to resemble an anatomically correct humans, animals, bugs (etc)!

Or…..

You could go the Steampunk route like Dave Veloz that combines the romanticism of the typewriter, with the modern convenience of the computer (Mac Mini, keyboard, and monitor):

And if you’re really, and I do mean really adventurous, there’s apparently a way to convert an actual typewriter into a keyboard for your computer. It could be a pretty rad idea if you have the know-how for that kind of thing.. which I don’t. So. You can google that for yourself if you happen to be interested, because I really wouldn’t know which site to recommend to the best instructions. Yeah.

So, bottom line: Typewriters are kinda cool.

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*Gasp* Emily!

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I am a little shocked to find out that Miss Emily the Strange is not just strange but also a bit of a copycat to Nate the Great and the Lost List‘s Rosamond. It’s like a flashback to teenager-hood… you know when you think everything you do is so unique but it really turns out it’s all been done before. Sheesh. In that case, maybe she ought to remain the goth-ish teen icon that she is, eh *nudges you gently but snarkily*? Whether she violates copyright law, however, is another story completely.

Do I need to get rid of my Emily the Strange “Emily rocks!” keychain from high school that I, err, still use? Because, you know, Tilly is only one of the names I go by.  And well, I’ve always been a little strange (but never in a goth-y way)((in fact, I’ve only quasi-recently gotten over my teenage complete and utter aversion to EVER wearing the color black)). So… Can I keep Rocking?? *looks around nervously*

Read more about the Emily vs. Rosamond debate at You Thought We Wouldn’t Notice

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