Buffy Thoughts 1.21.15

If you’ve been following my blog for more than a month you probably already know two things about me.
1. I love to write about The Walking Dead and 2. I like to list all the times I’ve written about TWD.
BOOM. Here I answered Dora & Cee’s TWD questionnaire
Here I found TWD jewelry for Dora
Here is about the Talking Dead
Here is the lame fan merch sold on AMC
And finally here, the Sex Ed Fail blog that started it all.
But what you all don’t know? Before TWD, there was Buffy the Vampire Slayer. And you know what? It’s still just as good as back in college when I eagerly anticipated each Tuesday night’s new episode. I love it. And I’m rewatching it right now.
Grr Argh
Which leads me to my deep Buffy question of the hour.

What’s the Buffy team’s deal with the name William and its derivatives anyways? They’ve got 1. Spike AKA William the Bloody NÉE William Pratt 2. Angel NÉE Liam (Irish for William) 3. Willow AKA Will 4. Willy the Snitch and in the comics there’s 5. Billy the Boy Slayer. Does anybody know? Because that is a lot of Will-ish names for one show.

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Today’s bangles: silver bangle from my dad from 1993, silver bangle my dad gave my mom before then, Goodwill glass beads, Oneida spoon cuff, HiHo Silver knot cuff, 2 Swarovski crystal bangles.

Before anybody says anything: Yes “five by five” is a Faithism but my other Buffy needlepoint (beep me if there’s an apocalypse) didn’t turn out well.

11.27.14 turkey turkey

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Living in the same city as my mom I see her a lot. But even so, I walked over here yesterday after work. I felt like Michonne with my honey’s army backpack full of gear (by gear I mean makeup and high heels), my two doggies on leashes trailing behind me, stomping through the wilderness of San Francheesie. Once here, my mom and I ate cheese and tried to connect her computer to her TV. But to no avail. I think it takes more than shoving an ethernet cable into each device. You can start calling me a technology wiz at any point now.

Then my mom said “Oh I have some old bangles for you!” And lucky me, the luckiest of all girls, my mom gave me these two big bangles from my dad to her from back in the eighties. Both have special inscriptions in them.

So I am thankful for many things today. For my mom and my brothers (even when I am annoyed by them), my honey, and my doggies, and for the air that I breath. Happy Thanksgiving to you all, too!

11.18.14 rhinestones are forever

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You guys remember that Bond film, right? Rhinestones are forever? If not forever, per se, they are at least decent amounts of time. “Rhinestones are decent amounts of time” doesn’t have the right ring, however. It’s not exactly catchy.

Today I’m wearing my Goodwill bow bracelet, my sterling knot from Hiho Silver, and a vintage rhinestone piece I was given for being a bridesmaid. Best yet?? Rhinestone panda clip ons. Now pandas, they are forever.

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11.4.14 the Gilmore conundrum

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If I were a graduate student studying modern American television (people totally do that, right? TV Studies? No?) I’d write my thesis on the Gilmore Girls. Specifically the dynamic between Lorelei Gilmore and Rory Gilmore. The title would be Lorelei & Rory: the role of the dominant and the submissive in family dynamics. And then I’d write about that. But since this is a blog, I get to cheat and invent imaginary thesis titles without actually needing to do any leg work.

Ugh! I can’t even explain the insidious addiction of this show. I never watched it first time around. Then when it became available on Netflix streaming I figured I ought to give it a shot because people I respect love it. It turns out it’s awful. But I can’t stop watching!

I hate Lorelei. She’s so smug and self absorbed. Basically selfishly forcing her daughter to be her best friend. I just can’t get behind this whole mom + daughter = best friend thing. It’s weird! Yo. I talk to my mom every day, I see her in person multiple times per week. I have a great relationship with my mom. But she’s my mom, not my best friend. Side note, I also find it creepy when spouses call each other “best friends”. Anyway, Lorelei is so intent on being “cool” and quasi witty that she’s awful and obnoxious to her entire community. Including her own parents! Come on already, grow up, Lorelei!

Oh, and the theme song? It’s the worst. THE WORST. For all the effort the show goes to name dropping bands (Belle & Sebastian, Metallica, I heard some Rammstein, Otis Redding) you’d think they would have a decent theme song. But no. It’s the worst. If you’re curious what song it is it’s Where You Lead by Carole King. Listen, I may be down with Linda Ronstadt but no thank you, Carole King. You can take what you are selling elsewhere.

Oh, hello broken English Korean mom. What are you doing here? Why? Why must Mrs. Kim speak broken English? Her grammar is nearly impeccable but the writer’s love dropping the verb every once in a while. It’s so inconsistent! ESL people tend to be consistent in the idiosyncrasies of their speech. The Vietnamese family down the street sell “gingersnappers” at their sandwich shop. Which I think is ridiculously cute, BUT it’s always gingersnappers. Well, except when it’s chocolate chip cookie day. Then there’s no gingersnappers. Consistency.

Besides, I can hear Mrs. Kim’s American accent behind the awful fake Korean accent. Why must they do this? There are so few Asians on TV to begin with, must the token ones be such a stereotype? I’m looking at you Two Broke Girls. You’re part of the problem, too.

So there’s a lot, A LOT that I dislike about this show and yet…. I can’t stop watching it. Where you lead, I will follow, apparently. Like a lobotomized rat, I hate the maze but I can’t escape it. Poor rat 😦

It’s Rory. She is the cheese that makes the maze worth while. But now she’s getting all mixed up with this bad kid, Jess. I’m worried she’s going to cheat on Dean. Stupid Lorelei almost had a decent moment of parenting, nearly pointing out this kid Jess’s many flaws, but then she blew it. As usual. So right now I’m just so concerned for Rory and her future. Oh, yeah, I like Paris, Kirk and Suki too. It’s these characters that outweigh the general awfulness of the show.

Now hush, Jess is cleaning the gutters and I know he has that bracelet of Rory’s. I just hope she figures out he is terrible before she jeopardizes her relationship.

Today’s bracelets are assymetrical brass Goodwill find now up at my shop, tiny HiHo Silver knot, cream Clic Clac, chain of silver hearts, and silver ID bracelet that read WWRS from Goodwill. I’m guessing that R is for Rita since she ‘loves ya’ on the flip side.

10.22.14 one great blog

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The other day Heather , the clever blogger behind HeatherBergdahl.com nominated me for a Lovely Blog, or One Great Blog. Being locked into a weird wordpress loop I can’t find the proper name for the thing :/ but I remember how it works!

First of all, I seriously enjoy reading Heather’s blog. I’m a bit of a medical groupie, I’ll admit it! And Heather writes sometimes about her experience in med school, and sometimes about pumpkins/fall (I fugging love Halloween season!), offers some calorie friendly recipes and ohhhh CUTE ANIMAL GIFS. How can you go wrong with cute animals!

IMG_2867.GIF Wot!?! I don’t know how to gif, I’m sorry. Also, do not even think of mentioning Monday to Heather. She and Garfield share some similar disinterests.

As for me, some facts I haven’t shared properly (I promise it’s not intense! I know I sometimes spring some heavy stuff on you all):

1. As a little girl I wrote a letter to the Tooth Fairy asking her to bring my dolls to life. I should point out this is, apparently, beyond the scope of the Tooth Fairy’s powers.

2. This is year two at my shop where I’ve displayed my haunted dollhouse. It is the same house where those aforementioned dolls resided. But a lot more black.

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3. Is it a compulsion to always keep one’s hands busy? If so, I compulsively make stuff. I paint, write (duh), knit, needlepoint, bake. That’s one of my paintings behind the dollhouse. And below is the shrug I recently knit and designed myself. I posted the free pattern on my shop’s blog Bath Sense, for my fellow knitters.

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4. My two doggies are Bandit and Leroy. I bring them to work with me, we are around each other pretty much 24/7. That’s Bandit on the left

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5. Today I’m wearing my Elsa Peretti X, my knot from Hiho Silver, Lorraine Jarbler’s ID bracelet (a Goodwill find), and my dad’s Rolex.

How many of these was I supposed to do? I feel like I just vomited info all over you guys and didn’t even give you a proper warning.

Now for the bloggers that I nominate all loosey goosey style. This part makes me shy, because I only follow blogs that interest me, I basically nominate everyone. But also I don’t want you to feel obliged, like this is some kind of chain letter you must heed or a black cat will cross your path and then you’ll be truly fudged. (How do folks feel about cursing? Because I almost cursed there but I restrained myself.)

So in the end, I nominate these blogs because I find them very interesting, would like to know more about them, they write about a variety of topics and I don’t recall reading recently one of these listy things in their blogs. AND I recommend you follow them too. You won’t be disappointed.

Blvck Fash Fanatique
Blogubarra
At the Library
Jack Flacco
Miss North
The Honking Goose
Dressed by Dressler

10.16.14 shared identities

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It’s not often that I encounter other Margarets out in the world. Or Margarets who only ever go by Margaret, not Maggie, or Meg or any of the other nicknames that I can not abide. When I do, they are usually part of AARP set. Which suits me fine because I tend to share a lot of common interests with the ladies of that age: needlepoint, soup, knitting, dollhouses, early bedtime. Using outdated phrases like razzmatazz, and shenanigans.

But today the other Margaret I spoke with divulged her special interest- bangles!! She apparently owns a big collection. And I thought “Woh!” because I was very impressed by this chic lady. I wish I had asked to take a picture of her wrist but I was too shy. So you get more of the same, my wrist. Plus my hand with some notes on it, maybe even including the word hand.

Today’s bangles are the posthumous birthday gift bangle from my dad, the Elsa Peretti vine cuff also from my dad, and my brand new knot cuff.

10.15.14 slept in my silver

IMG_2813.JPG Here’s a secret, sometimes I forget to wash my face before going to bed. And sometimes, I forget to wash my face and then I forget to take of my bracelets. Guess what happened last night? I even fell asleep before my episode of Supernatural. Then today started with an early morning of hauling stuff to a boutique event and setting up shop. So here I am, in yesterday’s jewelry. 🙀

But guess what else? This boutique event is at SF Towers, a posh retirement community and one of the other vendors is hiho silver! Soooooo like a girl on a walk of shame stopping to buy panties at the drugstore, I bought a new bracelet! Isn’t it pretty? It’s the delicate little silver knot cuff, $55, which I find exceptionally reasonable, recently imported from Taxco Mexico.

I spent lunch talking with Victoria, the owner of hiho silver (intentionally all lowercase) and I think hers may be my new favorite shop. I’m sending my honey there for Christmas. And hopefully you all will check the shop out next time you’re in the market for a little something silver. Hiho!