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July 2009

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When Typography Is Art

As someone who could spend hours selecting The Perfect Font, I have a lot of respect for those who are able to take typography, mix it with a clever phrase, arrange it just so and create a print worthy of framing and hanging on the wall. These are just a few of my favorites:

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The Longest Playlist

Newly Organized iTunes

I might be a little obsessive when it comes to making a proper playlist. For example, the week before our July Fourth party, I went through my entire iTunes library (6,494 songs) and crafted the best mix ever. This jam clocked in at 15 hours. I played it throughout the party, the next day, and the day after the next day. Finally it came back around to the beginning. It felt weird to hear it start all over again, almost like I climbed a mountain and looped back around to the beginning of the trail. I felt accomplished yet drained, like I’m not certain I can make it all the way through again.

If you were to make your mountain of a playlist, which songs would you HAVE to include?

Hollywood is Remaking My Childhood!

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You can unlock any door, if you only have the key.

Is it just me, or is Hollywood remaking all my favorite 1980s movies, ones that should not be touched? “Short Circuit,” “Top Gun,” “Karate Kid,” “Flight of the Navigator,” “Girls Just Want to Have Fun,” “Footloose.” I know I’m forgetting several.

Now “The Secret of NIMH”? My entire childhood is being regurgitated!

In all seriousness, though, this film was one that my brother and I watched over and over again. It was a smart, dark, intriguing adventure, the likes of which aren’t seen much nowadays. I have many a fond memory of inserting our VHS tape into our old player (the kind that pops up!) and cuddling up under an afghan in our basement den to watch Mrs. Brisby (Mrs. Frisby in the book) seek help moving her family before the harvest.

I always wanted her amulet so I could behold magic. Or telekinetic powers. Or whatever it was that lifted her house out of the mud.

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Fashion Forward: Fabric Statement Necklace

There was a fashion craze in the late 1980s spreading within my family like wildfire. Maybe it was just a fashion fungus. Someone, I’m not sure who, started it by making a fat, puffy fabric necklace strangled with random beads. It was a recipe made in bad gift-giving heaven. By the end of the year, every single woman wore one and forced one upon their female children. I know this because I was one of those children, and I have photographic evidence (hidden deep in the vault) of the necklaces’ far reach.

Thank god the fabric necklaces showing up now on Etsy are less fungus and more fun. Less Girl Scout art project and more art. In fact, I am itching to buy one. Oh, but to choose is the worst …

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100 Movies: 28, 29

And the countdown continues in my quest to watch and find something inspiring in every single one of Yahoo’s 100 Movies to See Before You Die
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Michael: My father is no different than any powerful man, any man with power, like a president or senator.
Kay Adams: Do you know how naive you sound, Michael? Presidents and senators don’t have men killed.
Michael: Oh. Who’s being naive, Kay?

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Michael Corleone: I know it was you Fredo. You broke my heart. You broke my heart!

Every time one of these movies is on television, Husband rubs his hands together like a mad genius and says, “Oooh, goody.” Not really, but he might as well, he loves them so much. It’s because of this undying love that I’ve managed to see both films in bits and pieces, but never all of them. It’s a major time commitment, I’ll have you know. This time I sat down and — three hours later for the first, three and half hours for the second — I became a bonafide member of the Corleone clan. Now when someone says a Godfather quote, I don’t have to shrug. Now I can chuckle or maybe even repeat another one back. I’m finally In The Know. I’m also hankering to learn Italian because of these movies. È una bella lingua!

Chic for Cheap: Flickr Inspired Look

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It’s been a few weeks since I played along with Ez and put together an outfit. The whole outfit is really about the super versatile wrap shirt/vest/tunic from Modcloth. I can imagine wearing this ensemble and squatting in the Finnish field where Flickr photographer SSKKSS took this photo, adjusting the depth of field on my lens and taking a similar shot. (To be completely honest, though, I’d wear a pair of gym shorts underneath the skirt if I were going to be squatting and contorting myself during a photoshoot in the presence of other humans. It’s only polite.)

Link Love 07.24.09

Wilco, June 2009

Wilco, June 2009

Is it just me, or is the best part of a concert the moment when the room goes dark, the stage lights up and the band comes on? After all that waiting (why so much waiting), you can finally rest easy that you’ve managed to hold onto the spot you’ve been standing in for an hour, scared to move to hit up the bar or the restroom lest you’re unable to part the crowd to return to your friends and original spot. Sigh.

This cellphone photo was taken at one of the Wilco shows I went to in June, and I’ve managed to capture that BEST PART. Woohoo!

Some links to lead you into the weekend:

  • Where we’re going, we don’t need roads. If you’re a “Back to the Future” fan like I am, you’ll love this comparison of the last scene of the first movie and first scene of the second movie, which was re-shot with different actors (Elisabeth Shue) and older actors (Michael J. Fox, Christopher Lloyd).
  • Between finally finishing the last season of “The Sopranos” and reviewing “The Godfather” trilogy, I’ve got mafia on the mind. Here, the top 20 gangster movies.
  • Awesome nesting dolls, ones you can put your own face on. [via Decor8]
  • This spread of goodies is almost too pretty to eat. Almost.
  • I think I’ve found the perfect rug. At least till I find another one.
  • Don’t forget to check out the $5 sale at Urban Outfitters.

100 Movies: 26, 27

And the countdown continues in my quest to watch and find something inspiring in every single one of Yahoo’s 100 Movies to See Before You Die
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Lieutenant Maréchal: The theater’s too deep for me. I prefer bicycling.

I’ve got to be honest here. This movie did nothing for me. Here are a bunch of World War I POWs trying desperately to escape even though they have it cushier than I do in my daily life. They get care packages from home, free entertainment, plenty of time to shoot the shit. Boo effing hoo. I struggled to find something — ANYTHING — inspirational. In the end, I will concede that the most inspirational thing about this movie was when I finally gave up and turned it off halfway through. To paraphrase Lieutenant Maréchal: This movie’s too deep for me. I prefer “Dirty Dancing.”

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Kurtz: Did they say why, Willard, why they want to terminate my command?
Willard: I was sent on a classified mission, sir.
Kurtz: It’s no longer classified, is it? Did they tell you?
Willard: They told me that you had gone totally insane, and that your methods were unsound.
Kurtz: Are my methods unsound?
Willard: I don’t see any method at all, sir.
Kurtz: I expected someone like you. What did you expect? Are you an assassin?
Willard: I’m a soldier.
Kurtz: You’re neither. You’re an errand boy, sent by grocery clerks, to collect a bill.

On the other end of the spectrum, there’s a brilliant wartime movie. A film that conveys emotion with beautiful cinematography, with well-written storyline, with a soundtrack worthy of praise. Take for example the scene when the troops fly into battle listening to The Flight of the Valkyries. Or the haunting sound of The Doors’ “The End.” Then there are the visuals. Willard is on a mission to wipe out a rogue colonel, and the scene when he infiltrates Col. Kurtz’s camp is breathtaking, one of my faves. He floats on the river through the mist, and suddenly he’s parting scores of white-painted men standing on small boats. It’s so surreal. I can only aspire to capture a scene this fantastic with my camera.

Fashion Forward: Ascots

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What do Brad Pitt …

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… Michael Corleone …

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… and the fabulous Fred Jones have in common?

Why ascots, of course. Ever since Mr. Pitt wore a scarf in ascot fashion at Cannes, I’ve wanted to see Husband wearing one. An exposed Adam’s apple is sexy, sure, but it’s all the more appealing if the neck is gracefully covered with fabric, one shirt button undone to evoke mystery. What’s he hiding under there? A bite mark? A hickey? Keys to the Mystery Machine van?

The tired old tie could never stir the imagination like the ascot. I implore you, bring your Victorian sensibilities to the forefront and embrace this fine accessory!

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Etsy seller Gentleman’s Jabot has the right idea.