Monthly Archives: April 2007

A time for zombies

Jessie, a good friend of mine who lives in San Francisco (the hub of all things cool) recently enlightened me to the coolness factor of zombies–and zombie movies and paraphenalia. Naturally, this set me on the course to find cool zombie crafted wares that had a vintage flare, and were just plain cool. Here’s what I uncovered:

Zombie wallet — (how many of your exes are listed on this little gem?) Created by Tinymeat, it’s a cool $14.

Zombie Attack belt buckle — Wear this with pride and scare your friends! Created by underthebigtop, it’s a brainy $20.

This one is a bit whack–Voodoo Toe Necklace. An unique spin on morbid, created by TorsoCorsoDesigns, you can have five more toes for a mere $56.


Zombie Hand Hair Barrettes — Creepy? Yes! Created by BulletsandBrains, you can put a whole new spin on accessorizing for a boney $5.99.

I Scream Tote – does it get any better than ice cream eating screaming zombies? Check out this great tote from ViciousEdge, priced at $40.

Zombie Heads on Fire — Scare your boss and coworkers with this zombie tie! Created by MixedSpecies, it can adorn your neck for $29.


All buttoned up — and loving it!

Being a fanatical collector of vintage jewelry, I am always on the lookout for interesting and unusual handcrafted items that utilize vintage and vintage inspired components. I just found (and subsequently bought) the amazing ring below from the designer Crazycakes on Etsy, who has some of the most amazing vintage inspired Czech glass buttons I have ever seen for sale at her web site!

She also has some gorgeous button charm bracelets (see below) and they are modestly priced at $34.

Bring back the funk!

While strolling the aisles of Best Buy for some new tunes, I realized what I really wanted to hear was some oldies but still goodies. Lucky for me there was an entire rack of retro tunes that jumped out at me (and eventually found their way to the checkout line with me). In fact, my fav is currently playing — KC & the Sunshine Band. How can you not just want to jump up and dance around listening to these grooving tunes? View the videos below for a bit and see how quickly a smile comes to your face!

All eyes on the ears!

One of my favorite jewelry designers Wendy of Bendywho, puts together lovely creations that are very organic and oh-so unique! I’m completely in love with her jewelry and would buy them all up if I could. I am the proud owner of two of her fabulous 50’s inspired chunky charm bracelets and recently paraded them around Vegas for plenty of compliments!

Now Wendy has some awesome new earrings that have caught my eye, which are crafted out of vintage and newer baubles. Check them out and visit her shop to get your own Bendywho creation!

Warrior Rose Assymetric Earrings


Rosebud Copper Earrings

Old Venetian Style Assymetric Earrings

Reinvented & Reconstructed Spring Flings

By now it’s clear that I love vintage jewelry–but I also love the artistry behind reconstructing and reinventing new creations from vintage jewels. Here are my current favorites that I spotted recently. The best part? These are one of a kind treasures that you can get at the mall!

Pequitobun‘s mantra is “vintage reinvented” and they love to be creative–and it shows. Check out these vintage glam somewhat victorian grunge girl hippie chick creations.

Shakespeare in love ($99)

Punk rock princess ($129)

Save the last dance ($85)

The grant lily be my witness ($39)

Fond Memories of Vintage TV

My dear friend Laurie Kendrick is an unending database of TV factoids–she’s also one witty writer. She wrote an entry in her blog today about the first time she watched color TV that I just had to share. Read today’s entry below, and if you want to be really entertained, read the other posts in her blog, too:


I was a kid in the 60’s; a teen in the 70’s.   TV was my world.

What I find so vastly different between then and now is all the color we see on the tube.   And I mean that it in more ways than one.

I remember the first time I say down in front of a color TV…    The first program I ever wactched in color was “Bewitched”.

I had no idea that Endora has red hair, that the Stevens’ living room carpet was brown.   I had no idea that Uncle Arthur was gay.   What did his sexual orientation have to do with color TV, you ask?  


I guess the first black person I saw on TV was in a crowd scene on an old black and white version of “The Andy Griffith Show”.  

Then, the second time was on “The Dick Van Dyke Show”.  Laura had just given birth and she and Rob thought the hospital had mistakenly given them the wrong baby–NOT Richie “Rosebud” Petri.    Rob was convinved the baby actually belonged to the Peters family, an easy mistake since Rob and Laura’s last name was similar.   So, Rob tracked down the Peters and explained the situation and invited them to their home, you know, the one in New Rochelle on Bonnie Meadow Road.   

There’s a knock on the door; Rob answers it and the fun ensues when Greg Morris and his wife step in side.   See, Greg Morris is a black man,   HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!  The hospital COULDN’T have switched the babies for the obvious reasons.    HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!    Cutting edge comedy in the tense days of the Civil Rights movement.  

Innocuous by today’s standards but rather cutting edge for its day.   

What’s strange to realize is that there were probably people  watching at the time who were repulsed–for lack of a better word–that Rob so kindly invited a  young, black couple into their home.     Stranger still is this sentiment was felt all over, not just in the South.

After that, came “Julia”, Dianne Carrol’s groundbreaking role about a young African American mother and nurse, trying to raise her son, played by Marc Copage.   Lloyd Nolan played the old crumudgeonly doctor for whom she worked.    Whenever he’d arrive at the office, he’d throw his cap from across the room and it would always hit the peg in the hat wrack.   Her son’s best friend was a little red-headed white kid named Earl J. Waggedorn.

I don’t know how or why I remember this worthless, trivial crap??   

But I’m not the only one.  Other people my age remember these things too.  Could this be because kids in my generation actually watched TV because that’s all we had to do back then?

Maybe so, but when we watched, we watched thoroughly.  We got into it and watched everything–the intro,  the show itself, the commercials…even the credits.

Here’s proof:   

“Calvada” was the name of the production company which produced “The Dick Van Dyke Show”.

Wilbur Hatch actually conducted the Ricky Ricardo Orchestra.

The facade of the Stevens’ house, supposedly in suburban New York (the one on Morning Glory Circle),   can still be seen in some shows today.   It was last used in an ad this past Chistmas for Fruit of the Loom underwear.       

Don Fedderson directed, “My Three Sons”.

“Welch’s” brought us “The Flintstone’s” when the shows was on prime time.   Anyone remember Pebbles grabbing her stone-honed,  grape juice-filled sippy cup and saying in her best Jurassic baby talk dialect,  ”Goo-goo, gape goo”??

Max Factor–the brilliant Hollywood make-up artist and founder of his own make-up line of the same name–did make-up for most of TV’s elite in the 50’s and 60′.s

Archie and Edith Bunker lived at 704 Houser Street.

“Botany 500″ dressed Gene Rayburn on “Match Game” featuring the drunken actics of Charles Nelson Riley and raspy voiced,  Brett Sommers (Mrs.  Jack Klugman)

Color was by “Deluxe”;  lenses were all Panaflex, thank you very much.

“Sky King” was sponsored by Nabisco and when he banked his plane to the left,  the wingspan formed the exact same shape as Nabisco triangle and the logo came spinning out at the viewer. 

And the big production companies owned by Lucy and Desi and Bing Crosby duked it out for producing credit back in the day.   

I don’t think kids today watch TV as we did.   They  have more distractions, more stuff to do, but less space in which to do it.

Dangers lurk everywhere these days and parents rarely let kids play in a fenced in backyard without proper supervision.


When I was a kid on a Saturday morning in the summer, my friends and I  got on our bikes at 9am and came back home in time for supper.   Our mothers didn’t know where we were and more often not, didn’t worry.    It was a different time and I think it’s because we were a different people.   More trusting, less worried maybe

If I ever got into trouble, my grandmother always found out and tried to scare me with cautionary tales of the Linbergh baby kidnapping, Bonnie and Clyde’s deadly bank robbing spree through Texas,  and the Black Dahlia murder case.

My grandmother stopped reading the newspaper after 1948.       

Cooking in the 50s — Reflecting in the 07s

Interesting article from Design Observer on this vintage cookbook.

Read the full storyon Design Observer– Annals of Ephemera: Town and Country Cookbook. My favorite part of the story written by Jessica Helfans  is below:

“Finally, there’s the decapitated head and shoulders of a little boy, his mouth wide open in what appears to be a look of genuine sugar-induced insanity. Is this a look of anticipatory glee, or a child breaking out in hives? Did those Filbert Butter Balls on page 22 freak him out completely, or did his mother just walk into the kitchen naked? It’s an unsettling image — one part Hitler youth, one part Dennis the Menace — that echoes its surrounding tableau of typographic uncertainty. In a comparatively early exposition of mash-up, the Town and Country Cookbook leaves nothing if not a curious aftertaste.”