Thursday, September 30, 2010

Halloween Invite

Inspired by this wonderful invite available at Hello Tenfold, I created this Halloween party invite for our bash this year.

We're thinking no costumes (even though I spent daaays creating a super-accurate Wizard of Oz flying monkey magnum-costume-opus last year) but maybe I'll cave and dress up anyway.

I mean, being the only one dressed up in costume on Halloween is nothing new in my life; flashback to working at McDonald's in high school and sweating to death serving fries to confused customers dressed as — the original — Willy Wonka.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Mother Streep

Right smack dab in the middle of my epic Summer of Streep (2006) I was lucky (and tenacious enough) to see the incomparable Ms. Streep not once, but twice in the Public Theater's Shakespeare in the Park presentation of Mother Courage and her Children. We were fifth in a line that stretched for miles, had amazing seats both nights, and while some people grew tired of the more than three-and-a-half hour production, I was completely riveted. 

I can't accurately put into words how I felt about the production, or what it's like to see Ms. Streep — at the top of her game, and fiercely sexy — in her element. I would tell you that you have to see it to believe it, but you can't now — and I can't — no matter how much we wish we could. 

What you CAN do is buy/watch Theater of War, a wonderful documentary that covers the rehearsal process and goes in-depth into the meaning of Brecht's message-heavy piece. Seeing Ms. Streep rehearse is an unexplainable joy and treasure to me, and scenes from the actual production are delicious, delectable icing on the always-delightful Streepcake. Or something like that. 

Just watch it and I promise it'll change your life, or at the very least make you crave a military inspired wardrobe for weeks.

(photos from the inexhaustable SimplyStreep)

Tuesday, September 28, 2010


When I moved into my man's house, he had already done most of the furnishing work/purchasing, which I've always been very grateful for (especially money-wise).

However, that means that I basically had no choice in the stylings; luckily my man has excellent taste (he picked me, didn't he — ahem), but I would get rid of our current bedding in a hot second for this super-delicious Draper Stripe Ash Duvet set from Dwell Studio.

Consider it moved to the very tippy top of my wish list.

(via design*sponge)

Monday, September 27, 2010

Oh bois! Faux bois!

Ever since I read this story in Martha Stewart Living, I have had this faux bois concrete furniture swirling around in my head... We also recently ran across an amazing (and super-pricey) Christmas tree stand done in this technique, and I've kinda been obsessed ever since.

I don't know what it is about fake wood grain troweled into concrete, but I think I want a house made out of this stuff. Leave it to Martha to introduce me to a very expensive and rare art form. Thank you, Mizzzz Stewart; I can almost hear my bank account gasp every time I find a new wonderful piece.

I want to go to there.

Central Park, New York City, The most magical fall day there ever was.

(Photo credit: unknown; if you took this photo, I'm sorry I stole it and typed my desires all over it. Or rather, I'm not sorry because you are or were in NYC on this magical fall day, and I can't ever feel sorry for you, no matter how hard I try)

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Boo Carrot

When I'm bored at work I do things like dress all of my Blue Carrot characters up for Halloween, and temporarily rename my site, Boo Carrot Shop.

And now, the Boo Carrot Bunch:

And, just cuz, a skull bunny and cross-carrots.

Mannequin Heads

A co-worker of mine sent me a link to these aaah-mazing Mannequin head posters this morning and I bought them immediately. If I have to explain how/why these are so awesome, then you just don't understand.

I can't wait to meet Loretta and Peggy in person...

You can buy your own set here (very limited quantities available).

I'm a Consumer Whore (aaand howww)

I cleaned off my particularly cluttered computer desktop this morning, and came across a bunch of links that I had saved. Most included things I intend to buy, or intend to have someone buy for me (only 342 days left until my birthday!). So, in no particular order, I WANT ALL OF THESE.

How awesome (and completely unaffordable) is this wood and leather clutch?

I've worn the same necklace every day since April, but I've been thinking about mixing it up a bit lately, and this antler necklace is a strong contender.

Um. Whale candle holder? Yes, please.

Pretty much every one of these clocks could fit in somewhere in my house, but I'm particularly fond of this little yellow gentleman.

I've mentioned my fondness for New York City, and its signature paper coffee cup before, and this change purse iteration is particularly charming (but why so expensive, MOMA? A lady has neeeeds).

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

The Day I Became Afraid of Horses

Last Friday the man and I were off work (after working about 12 + days in a row we kindaaa deserved it) and decided to go auctioning. We love auctions; I usually find some great treasures for the shop, and I especially love when they're held at people's houses — I love exploring, and seeing how someone lives/decorates/collects, etc.

You never know what you're going to stumble across while waiting to bid; at one auction I made friends with a chicken and tried my best to feed a horse apples, which sounds simple and quaint, but it was in fact terrifying. I may never stop having nightmares about foaming, towering, murderous horse fangs, but perhaps that was just my experience.

Spoooky Invites

I'm going to be ambitious and make my own Halloween party invites this year (even though last year's took me forever)...

...but I'm totally digging these wonderful invites by the Rifle Paper Co.

And their sleuth party invite makes me want to borrow an eight-year-old and throw them a party like, right now (in a totally not-creepy way, of course).

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Hyperbole and a Half

I've spent the entire day literally lol'ing (did I just become one of those people that say things like, lol'ing?) over Allie Brosh's (nice name Allie, love, Allie) so-funny-I-can't-possibly-do-it-justice blog, Hyperbole and a Half. So, just go there and say goodbye to your productivity. I'm sorry, and you're welcome.

Btw, this is how I wake up pretty much every morning.

And when I used to live at home, it was more like this.

Monday, September 20, 2010

Target Halloween

(aka A Retailer's Best Annual Attempt to Bankrupt Me)

It's no secret that I love Target. Like, lurrrrrrrve Target. I cannot so much as step one foot inside a Target without spending an average of $70.

It begins with me filling my cart with dollar items (and the occasional $2.50 item that I'm tricked into buying because it's cleverly mixed in with the 'One Spot' deals) and just goes rapidly downhill from there.

The most sinister of retail tricks, however, is the dreaded/revered Target Halloween. Every year I tell myself that I don't need another pumpkin votive holder or bone-shaped utensil, and every year I nearly bankrupt myself buying more useless (but wonderfully designed) crap.

This year will be no exception, as I have already begun stalking the black and orange covered aisles, drooling at this year's treasures. Above are just a sampling of my faves (I already own the skeleton salad tossers, I mean, come on).

Find them here: 1. Skeleton Hand Napkin Weight; 2. Rustic Vine Pumpkin; 3. Candelabra; 4. Skeleton Hand Servers; 5. Black Crow; 6. Pumpkin Luminary; 7. Spiderweb Cupcake Stand.

Blue Carrot Office

Sneak peek at my workspace; this is were the order packing and the photo taking magic happens. It's also where I keep (and display) all of the treasures I can't bear to part with (i.e. letterpress wood type 8 and A's — my favorite number and initial, sequin-and-stone-world's-tackiest cat pictures, my man's gargoyle, mini shriner with tassle fez).

I also manage to squeeze in a few personal mementos (ceramic cube pot that took me approximately sixteen years — or at least it felt that way — to craft and glaze in high school ceramics, roses from my man and various photos in various animal-shaped frames).

Side note: I updated the shop today and this weekend with a ton of letterpress delights as well as some adorable (and wonderfully illustrated) kids' books.