Carousel and a Townwide Garage Sale

So I have the day off, and I had big plans to do a big etsy update by taking awesome photos in my boyfriend's apartment. Well, the day is gloomy and sunlight is nowhere to be founds. Great. So now I'm playing the Carousel soundtrack on lp (newly purchased at the Metuchen Townwide Garage Sale) and trying to once again clean my room.

Feast your eyes on this:
I've also started a Flickr group for such photos called Thrift Hauls. It's just up a junker's alley to want to look at the scores of other people, so it's been fun inviting other members and watching the pool grow. Not fun, however, to see those hauls just pile up in my room. Help.

Ordering Blueprint Magazine Back Issues

Or, Learning How to Indulge Myself. (Or #2: Faith's a Year Behind, But Whatevs.)

Do I really need to explain? Fine, my little back story: the first time I saw Blueprint was in Penn Station, waiting to take a train to NJ to visit my parents. I can't remember what was on the cover, which issue it was, but I remember showing it to my mom and my friend and each went out and bought their own. It was just That. Good. Beautiful shelter/lifestyle mag with cute fonts and cuter photo spreads. Sigh.

Blueprint was shut down in 2008 after only 8 issues, and it was one of those things that was well-loved (as in, fervently) but had only a brief time in this world, and liking it "before everyone else did, when it was too late" makes you Tragically Hip. Or something. This list also includes:

• Freaks and Geeks
• Arrested Development
• ...that's all I can think of for now.

Anyhow, a quick call to 1-877-747-1050 for $20!!!!! (don't go on ebay, people!) you get all 8 issues shipped to you in about 10 days without grease stains or ripped pages of old, pre-read copies. {But let's be real, Blueprint readers don't eat things with grease.} I know I'm a million years too late, but stragglers/those who deny themselves pleasure like me, just do it.

Vintage Vera, Anthropologie update

If I bother to open an email from Anthropologie it always ends in lust, anger and disappointment that their gorgeous stuff can only be mine if I either shoplift (I don't actually do this) or get it on mega clearance. Their email line today was "You love Vera"...or something like that. I assume it's Vera Wang or some other Vera I'm not hip enough to recognize. Oh no, way, way better.
No. Vera Neumann, textile and pattern legend. It's another beautiful awesome thing Anthropologie can claim. The blood boiling begins yet again...