Showing posts with label 60s. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 60s. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Young and the Reckless

I've been feeling rebellious and reckless within the last month and I just realized it. I came back from a week's vacation from the day job, not sure if it did me any good. Normally, I'll take time off to drive somewhere random but this time, I went to Montecito for a couple of days and relaxed. The rest of my time spent was mulling around the house with no motivation. With hopes of getting things done with the shop, I listed but two pairs of shoes! Going to be bed at 2 am and waking up at 10:30 am was my schedule pretty much, unless it was a Friday or Saturday night, then it was home by 3:30 am.

I come back to work and my boss gives me the chance to work full time for the next two months, (I've been working 30 hrs/week) so I take it. I always feel more fulfilled when I have a lot going on and I am a busy body. So this is good, I like this change in my schedule. I'll have to get up earlier and stay later. I'll have less time to worry about boys!

About the reckless part- have you ever felt like giving in to a self-destructive mode? Just to remind yourself you are still alive? Let's just say I am so greatful today to be in good health and have awesome friends and family around me. I'm really blaming Lady Gaga's video for Just Dance and Sienna Miller's portrayal of Edie Sedgwick in Factory Girl for my recent actions. Why? Because I can and this segways into an awesome you tube video I found recently.

It's a make up tutorial to imitate Edie. Because we know I love the 60s.



Here are some of my favorite photos of Edie, found through Flickr, because I have the attention span of a 3 year old:


Edie Sedgwick



Edie Sedgwick Eyes



Edie Sedgwick



Edie Sedgwick

Friday, November 9, 2007

The sixties will still haunt us.

O, grass green vinyl seat, how I love you so!
With your wooden legs pointed outward,
Seat so firm,
no one has given you any interest.
You've sat in the dark entry way to the ladies room,
for 40 years.
I wish you were mine!
The embodiment of 60's modern architecture,
I'd pair you with my thrifted phonograph console
and a dirty martini in hand.
When I leave this place,
I hope to take you with me,
but life as it is,
rules and more rules,
you'll end up in the dumpster.
I will leave with a single tear,
to remember you always.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Mini Skirts

I have a new fascination: 60's biker flicks. My eyes are always open to see new cultures, fads and things I've never dreamt about. And this is my most recent obsession. Sure, the majority of the B-movie flicks portray women as possessions, but there are a few that empower them and take their characters to new levels: Jealous, ravenous and vengeful. Yet, they still take on a feminine quality that is admirable, todays society has forgotten about. Nowadays a sweat suit is okay to wear to the grocery store or even class. These '60s women are tough chicks but still have enough time to create big hair, draw on perfect liquid eyeliner, wear skirts and tight jeans. They aren't afraid to show their emotions and be bad ass at the same time.

I have taken a liking to this clothing style- I have been searching thrift stores, auction sites and vintage clothing websites. No one seems to be selling a simple a-line mini and bright colored tops. Sure the boots are in fashion now, and I am excited about that. I found an expensive pair of '60s black ones on Ebay and pair of $10 brown ones in a little town called Grand Juction, CO (creepy town, don't break down there).

Granted, I do not own a motorcycle, BUT I do know people that do. It's a lot of fun to dress like this while riding. I feel like there is nobody in the world but me, my group of friends and a good time with rowdiness.

Even my motorcyle and hot rod friends think I am crazy. It seemed like I was the only one into watching these movies and trying to emulate the lifestyle (of course, without the rape and belittling). Until about 2 1/2 weeks ago, I didn't know anyone that liked this B-movie era. When Joel saw me, he knew right away where I was at in my life. He opened my eyes to a subculture that really does exist, so I know I am not alone in this crazy curiosity of mine.