Xmas Dog and Shrimp cocktail beach clean up

My dog, showing his xmas cheer, and being a good sport. He wore it on his walk and didn't complain or whine. Better than a toddler!

A walk on the beach...first, lets's get a shrimp cocktail and pretend we are in SF on Fisherman's Wharf. Homesick, always a little homesick.

View of said Shrimp cocktail looking northeast towards Dash Point and Seattle Wa.

Looking back towards Tacoma......

Second, let's smell the tree pee.

Let's tour the old burned out mill on the waterfront.  I really love leaving the ruin alone .......I'm a big fan of ruin. Saves Time.

Pretty moss.I've been on etsy too long. I think it needs a tiny plastic deer. Or a mustache.

Pretty weeds.

The remains of a snowberry bush. A few months ago it was full of darling white berries, and then the berries are eaten by the birds. That's good.

Time for your close-up Miss Snowberry!

The beach clean-up. 30 minutes of picking up trash at Dickman Mill Park on Tacoma's waterfront. Yes, we picked up the tampon applicator. No, we left the other people's dog shit there. We're not that nice.

why buy cheap crap from China, when you can buy it real handmade?

the real thing from etsy

Target......

I could go on like this for hours.....
Target sold out btw....

the next 2 fave xmas songs....

well, ok 3.....because I can never decide which I love best. Box of Rain, or Ripple, as my #1 fave Grateful Dead song.
What possessed me to go with my daughters to GD's Portland Meadows show in Portland the weekend of May 28, 1995. I followed my desire. And, for that, forever grateful!
1995, the year my life began again I guess.
In early '95,I bought (another) copy of American Beauty....this time on cd, and played it and played it and played it...and I think it lit a fire or whispered the breath of sweet memories hard...and I changed my life.
unusual choices for xmas, but it's the time I look back and take stock.






If I had to try to tell you the way it was in the 60s man....a Dead show, a stroll thru Shakedown Street......that's as close as it gets....




My go-to song for xmas is......this one, because I love Charlie Chaplin, I am a Friend of Judy, and my mom adored this song, and adored Judy.

True Grit....True Joy

I did not want to know anything about the new Coen Bros. True Grit. I adore the John Wayne version, and maybe not for the reasons you may think.
Mattie Ross was, in 1969, a joy to discover...a girl with True Grit. Determined, not soft and not waiting for it to be handed to her simply because she is a female and so much is expected of her.
A longer contemplation of the Coen Bros movie will come later, after seeing it today.
I was stunned to hear a familiar voice singing at the end of the movie. I had heard no mention of the closing song, and of the singer who filled the theater with her singular voice.
She is Iris DeMent.
This is her song, that is my long-time favorite. It is a stunner...
and too much like my own life.
this is a crappy video, because the real nice one won't be embedded.


geez.



I always keep the 14 year old inside me. She will never grow old, or grow up. She will always look to life and grab it and shake it. It's all she has.

Pretty Dresses.......and 4 Jackets

I thought I was done for the year with the pretty party dresses......but look what I found in my own personal wonderland (ie. storage). These should be listed by ...oh, noonish on Thursday.....I made a new-ish look for my photo area....featuring my old Army wood filing cabinet......a huge coffee burlap bag for my floor....and a few other cute things......

Fantastic 60s MadMen party dress with oodles of beads and sequins.

50s blue silk jacquard party dress...bombshell!

40s blue lace bombshell sheath....

80s Green Metallic strapless !

50s blue beaded jacket....this is so pretty......

a 60s Blue/Green plaid wool cape...

60s white faux fur girly jacket....I've not seen one like this before...

70s Lanvin plaid jacket....sold in Palm Beach!

Wooly. Wild. Dreams.

end of the year and the beginning of the new.......
time to button up to stay warm, and dream Dreams for the new year.....
Here's the first recycled Harris Tweed jacket-to-bag I've finished. It's paired with vintage forest green corduroy, and lined in moss and cream ticking. A front pocket of the jacket is now a pocket on the front of the bag!
The pics are q&d...since I was heading out to a dinner party where I gave this bag to my MIL.
She's one of my biggest fans since I made an honest man of her son. Ha ahahahahhah.
anyhoo. Many more bags to come......

Here's a little winter action for ya......from that yountville girl....

From the funkoma vintage men's department, but we don't discriminate.....

Leather shirt.

Military button front wool pants.

70s vintage down jacket.

for the gals from funkoma vintage.....

classy wool tweed suit.........

sweet vintage calico blouse........

patch and leather 60s coat....

pale vintage plaid wrap skirt....

50s angora and vintage.....Rhinestones!! sweater

so I asked for some holiday music...

and Mark put Aqualung....My God on the turntable....
well, fine then.
(Jethro Tull)
be careful of what you ask for around here, for you shall surely get it.....




sooo...
my other 2 favorite xmas/holidays songs are.....Elvis. The skinny Elvis.
I picked these 2 songs for my dad's jukebox business...we'd go to the record shop on Main Street, and buy 45's to stock the jukes he had all over Napa county. Every month we'd make the route to change out the records. That was back in the day when the categories were Rhythm and Blues, Country and Western, Popular Music, Gospel, Show Tunes, and Rock and Roll.
yeah. Good.




You put these 2 songs on the Hi-Fi, stick a martini in my hand and within 60 seconds you have a dancing crying mess on yr hands.
But it's worth it.





I just listed a new peacoat...a vintage pea coat, that is.