spotted

If, like me, you became enamoured with Nanette Lepore's home in Elle Decor recently, you might be as delighted as I was when I saw this:



I gasped when I walked past Z. Gallerie the other day and saw this in their window. I'm as tired of the pirate trend as the next person, but I like that this is presented in Lepore's home as part of a salty-dog nautical theme paired with velvet, antlers, and mid-century furniture to make a humorous-but-tasteful admixture. Now all I need is $800, a super-size oil portrait of Eva Peron, and Jonathan Adler to pull off the whole look.

familiar face

I opened my J.Crew catalogue and was loving their new fall line. Not suprisingly, I was particularly drawn to a pretty yellow coat. And then I realized, wait a minute, the gamine beauty wearing the coat was one of my students! Last year I had count 'em, not one, but two models in the same classroom. And they were both nice, and smart, and yes, very pretty.

Hating on beautiful people just isn't what is used to be. sigh.

still hope

Even if you procrastinated and didn't register--there is still hope for you, would-be voter. If you have ever voted you can call the district in which you were last registered and request a vote-by-mail ballot.

Just google the name of the state where you last voted and "absentee ballot." You should be able to get the phone number for your county registrar where they can confirm your voter registration and mail you a ballot asap. Even this loophole expires 7 days before the general election, so no matter who you're voting for, get on it.

It's probably the most important election of our lifetime, yo.


*Thanks to Em and Shephard Fairey for the image

mais oui

This little wall sculpture from stepanka on Etsy got me thinking about yes again. I read somewhere that the first time John Lennon met Yoko Ono he went to a gallery to see her art installations. In one of the pieces he had to go up a long ladder, open a little box, open another little box, and so forth, and when he opened the last box inside was a little message that said, "yes." Which is actually a great metaphor for falling in love. What is falling in love, if not finding the one person who say yes to you--both figuratively and literally?

I also read that at the Prada Soho store architect Rem Koolhaas designed the cash registers, and the buy/enter button has YES spelled out on it using the yen, euro and dollar symbols. And what is shopping, really, if not saying yes to yourself?

And finally, Ugo Rondinone's facade at the New Museum in New York:




*Read somewhere=information that has accumulated in my brain and undergone processes of forgetfulness, wishful thinking, and pattern-seeking and may or may not resemble fact.