April 26, 2010

evintage white 70's dressffd3
now up in the shop

April 25, 2010

I just came across this video on the blog freedanger, it's really quite something

April 24, 2010

pomegranate cheesecake
I made a raw pomegranate cheesecake from this recipe, mine isn't as pretty as his but it tastes amazing.

April 22, 2010

a preview of new things going up at secretlake
I reopened wintermilk, it's small but it will get bigger soon. I also need to change the logo, it's not quite right yet.
red white and blue
My favorite finds from yesterday. The romper and the coat are both slightly too big for me but I am determined to make them work. The glasses I am going to have to try hard not to break, I have been living with one single glass after having broke all my others.

April 20, 2010

unicorn bookends
my new bookends

April 17, 2010

It's secretlake summer! I am fast forwarding through spring already. I'm very excited about everything new in the shop. In non shop news, I am having some trouble with a guy who hangs out outside my building. When it started I was vaguely amused, he seemed like a character and harmless enough. It was months ago, my apartment was leaking into the shop downstairs, he knocked on the door asking if he could see what the problem was since they were trying to redo their ceiling. I was wary, he spoke to me through my closed door, he said "Hey! You know me, I'm Carlos, Carlos from Las Vegas." As if that would mean something. I let him in after deciding he sounded reasonable enough. He fixed my leaking radiator while asking me if I had a boyfriend. I am terrible at lying so I said no, I figured it was obvious anyway. He said that he wanted to cook me dinner, spanish food, I politely said sure, in a distracted sort of way. Since then he approaches me on the street nearly everyday, asking when we are having dinner. I always say that I am busy, and hurry on my way. He yells "Hey Patty!" and then winks at me when I look at him, (he thinks that my name is Patricia.) When I get out of cabs he will hurry over, eager to help me with my bags, I always decline his help. He needs to know where I am going and where I have been. I try to be curt, I don't offer much information when he asks. Another thing about him is that he always seems fucked up, even at 1:00 in the afternoon. His eyes always have a glazed over unfocused look, his skin has that alcoholic puff to it. So, in the the store downstairs they have a back room, I can hear all of their stoned conversations when I am sitting in my kitchen. I have heard him talk about me, it's a bit unnerving. I also hear them drunkenly yell things like "So what if I never met my dad, I didn't need to know him to be a man!" For real. So today I went out to walk Jason, Carlos came up to us to ask me if we could have dinner tonight, as he asked he held his hand out towards me, it was possibly to shake my hand or to just touch me, I couldn't tell. It was oddly zombie like and suspended in the air before us as he spoke. My eyes widened in a sort of horror, it was so close and an intrusion into my personal space that I didn't appreciate. To end it I reflexively said "You can't touch me, I'm dirty." I didn't want to hurt his feelings even though I probably just should. I was fumbling with my house keys to get back into the building as fast as I could. I just don't know how to get him to leave me alone. He is outside almost always when the weather is nice, his presence in a sidewalk lawn chair is one more obstacle on the gauntlet I already pass through. It seems like a normal sober sane person would have gotten the gist already, I can't think of how else to get him off my case.

April 16, 2010

some vintage wrapping paper

April 14, 2010

I went to this performance where 40 drummers played all at once under a big pyramid, it was in the basement of a hotel in manhattan. My friend Erin was one of the drummers, these are my blurry cell phone pictures of the scene. It was pretty amazing, my hearing is a bit fuzzy now.

April 13, 2010

Last night I watched a documentary about this band, The Gits. It was so moving. It totally made me cry.
new shoes!
New shoes! I have been on the lookout for these Rachel Comey shoes ever since I saw them in a photo of a fashion show, these are a slightly different version with the back more open and a more minimal ankle strap. I couldn't believe they were being sold at the store where my friend Sarah works, this was fortunate because she is quitting in a week and she told me to let her know if there is anything I wanted her to get with her discount before she checked out. I saw them and said no way! They arrived in the mail yesterday in a box with a cincinnati reds sticker on it and a hand drawn sharpie poodle, I felt so special. In other news, I have been loopy all week because I went on a diet. It's not something I normally do, it was really a detox diet, I drank alot of cucumber lime juice and ate super plain foods. My will power was so strong I even visited Peter Pan with Bree and didn't eat a donut. I drank water. It was hardcore. Today I decided I've had enough, I can't do it any longer. Sugar is my frienemy.

April 09, 2010

floral dressvintage oxfordsvintage capevintage blouse
new at secretlake

April 08, 2010


April 06, 2010

new at secretlake
summer sandals, new at secretlake

April 03, 2010

bunny cake