Last Night and This Morning

The night began with some pirate themed tattoo art at The Vishuddha Creatives shop. Home of my future Matryoshka tattoo and the object of my newly rekindled infatuation. I don't know his name but man alive, is he pretty.

Anyway, it was a small little show with some really nice pieces. Sadly, I forgot about photo documentation so you'll just have to take my word for it.

Then off to Tiger!Tiger! the newest offshoot of Blind Lady Ale house. It was their ubersoft opening or some such thing so there was much sawdust, haphazardly placed boxes and a general feeling of  not just there. And while it won't be bumping Blah out of it's coveted "Best Bar" spot for me anytime soon, it was still a fair shake. I'm excited to see what they do with it.

 Afterwards, I forced CJ to return to South Park so I could dance. Poor girl.

Morning hair and my collection of admittance stamps.

CG was kind enough to let us crash at his place. Honestly, he didn't get much of a say in it.

We were feeling understandably ugh this morning, so we decided to go to the Orient and overindulge in Szechuan.  This is a plate of salt and pepper tofu which even I had to admit was delicious.

Come one Come all! Buy a piece of Revamp Vixen memorabilia!

Yes, I'm doing it. 

It's begun.

The massive slow selling off of most of my lovely and adored junk. Shoes, hats, war garb, camping gear, books and miscellaneous things that won't be making the trip back East with me. I'm so sad to see these things go but I need the money and the space. All I can keep are the memories of my treasured possessions. Sob, sob....

Okay, do you now feel appropriately pitiful towards me?

Good, now go check out my Ebay page and feel free to bid on something :)

Vintage shoes, hats and more to be added soon.

And some stuff over on my Esty page. 

Boots cost Money

It's October and October means Fall is Here!

Ok, granted- it is currently 70 degrees and sunny as hell here in SoCal. But let's not let that little detail detour us. Fall is my favorite season as I love the cooler weather, the festive holidays and most important, cold weather clothes. If you remember last year, I spent a great deal of time and money gathering up a new Fall/Winter wardrobe. And the one piece that , hard as I tried, I couldn't seem to find was the perfect pair of fall boots. I had purchased and returned 3 pairs in anticipation for my trip back East and all three looked great online but just didn't do it for me in real life. 

Well, my boot quest continues this year and I do believe I have hit the mark this time.

After much searching online, I found a pair of very cute ankle boots that met all of my "perfect" priorities. A decent sized, sturdy heel- lace up-rounded toe- and a fair fit for my oddly thin calves. So, I went ahead and bought them. 

Then, two days later, I made a little trip to DSW with KJ of all people, and found another pair that also hit every mark. So, I bought those too. 

Now, you might be saying to yourself "Those are the same boots" and well, you'd be right, sort of. They are very similar I admit. But! to me the small differences make it justifiable to have bought both. The first pair is brown, fits much closer to the calf and has man made materials. Perfect for chilly rainy  Fall weather. The second pair is black, has flannel lining and is leather. Perfect for snowy New York winters. So, in my crazy backwards shopping addict logic, owning two pairs of essentially similar boots is necessary. 

Oh and I guess I should point out one more rather big difference. One of the pairs cost $53 and the other cost $150. Wanna guess which is which?

From Portland

 Last week, I got a wonderful little surprise in the mail- a letter from Miss Eka! It was perfect timing as I had just been thinking about how much I missed her. Of course, I cried a little bit. 

   Included along with the note were two little pins perfectly suited for me. A matryoshka and a cute little tattooed lady. I love having such thoughtful friends! Now I need to do up a reply letter.... if only I didn't have such chicken-scratch handwriting.