Kitties Playing Dead

Hot one, eh? It was the kind of weather that made you think about taking a nap even if you'd just slept a satisfying nine hours. BF and I sat around a lot talking about how hot it was and then we went out to air-conditioned restaurants to drink cocktails and get our appetites back. Oh, if you're in the Astoria area, I'd recommend Sparrow for excellent burgers and interesting decor. The Shirley Temple wasn't anything to write home about, but the BF enjoyed his specialty beer.

So, what else? The cats couldn't move more than three inches at a time; needless to say, there was a lot of this going on (And I am SO embarrassed by how fat they look here--I swear, the angle added five or so pounds!):






I wore dresses (and tried to do spontaneous poses, but man, I just can't):

(Dress from Forever 21)



(Dress from Century 21... and the hair went up immediately after this was taken.)


...Cringed while reading about Ambika's encounter with cicadas...


And thought about jewelry that looked like the sun:

Lemon Vine Earrings by Sarita108, $52


Yellow Thread Bracelet with Silver Chain by Beth Orduna, $225




Yellow Rutilated Quartz and Hammered Silver Ring, $118




Long Sun Drops Necklace by Stephanie Gibson, $54

I also listened to a lot of music: Lykke Li (the sweet-voiced female counterpart to Peter, Bjorn and John), the new Deerhunter called Microcastle (a band I never much cared for as psychedelic ambient punk, etc. is not really my bag, but I can get behind the new one... very poppy in a way), and a couple more runs through the newest Wolf Parade which is nothing less than amazing. Is Weezer breaking anyone else's heart? For like, the fifth time?

As Delany commented last week, I did have a blink-and-you'll-miss-it music blog, but I got blogger cold feet. I don't make any great efforts to hide my identity here, but I really don't advertise to people I know that I've got a blog. It's probably something all of us struggle with at one point or another, but I was concerned that the music blog would have become a little too personal in some ways.

Shells and Sunburns

So, I'm really sunburned. Look:

Normally, I wouldn't bitch because, well, when you get sunburn you've probably asked for it. But for perhaps the first time ever, I didn't do this on purpose. A long weekend of winding through street fairs and playing catch in the park did this to me. We also got dressed up and went to a lot dinners. I wore my favorite dress [pre-sunburn]:

...which the BF bought for me last Christmas.

I made baked goods to celebrate the BF's new part-time job: adjunct professor at a college in the city! (I'm no Modern Marie, I know...)


He's still grinding away at the 9-5, and this gig is only two days a week, but how cool, right? I'm already planning a killer outfit to show those freshman girls not to get any ideas...

Right now, though, I'm listening to the Frightened Rabbits (good if you like angsty UK rock with a dash of pop) and ready to get down to this blogging business.
Even though I don't live near the beach anymore, I still have an appreciation for the things it can offer, like pretty little (or big) shells...




Shell Ring by Mesi Jilly, $285




Vintage Dictionary Shell Necklace by Cupboard Scraps, $18.95




White Mother-of-Pearl Bracelet (at Brooks Brothers!), $89






Scallop Earrings by Tomoko Igarashi, $285



Speaking of shell jewelry, did anyone else read about this necklace made of shells from 100,000 years ago?