- Creme Beret – bought at Disney World at age 13 in or around the French Pavillion at Epcot Center
- Vintage scarf around neck
- Creme blouse, Buffalo Exchange
- Green belt
- 1930s skirt that goes to a suit set, Uncommon Objects
- Green octagonal purse, given to me by a friend who moved to Korea
- Pink fishnet stockings
- Green cameo ring from Angeliska
- Creme shoes, Buffalo Exchange
Sometimes I think that burlesque would be a natural direction for me to swim to, but then I get myself into a project that involves meticulously attaching thousands of rhinestones to an object, and then I think, “Nah.”
Yesterday I spent many hours making special deer antlers for costumes I’ll be wearing on Sunday. They involve Pepto-Bismol pink deer antlers, chandelier crystals, velvet, bloody glitter, and St. Sebastian.
Please come see me model two spectacular outfits this Sunday, from 5:30-8:30 for a FREE Dr. Sketchy’s Anti-Art School session: EAST Sketchy’s!
- Monocle on chain as necklace
- 1920s cotton dress from Uncommon Objects
- White knit socks
- Black Mary JanesMe & Sophie Tucker in the garden after a breakfast of coffee (me) and watermelon (her).A close up of the print, with zinnas and mums. Pretty good for a nearly 100 year old dress that was a mere $13!
It’s spring in Texas! SXSW is over (whew!) and now I can go back to my favorite morning activity: drinking coffee and watching our hens hunt for worms in the garden. We got four Red Sex Link chickens, and their antics have been a big source of my entertainment for the past few weeks. They each have a different personality, and are growing more tame each day as we handle them.
It’s gallinipper season, and the hens set themselves crazy zipping around the yard trying to catch them. The flies are mostly invisible, so it looks like some kind of demon is possessing the chicken as it runs wildly forward with it’s head darting back and forth.
Sophie Tucker & the ukulele. So named for her size, regal strut, and position at the top of the pecking order. Last of the red hot mamas, indeed! She was debeaked as a chick, and her lower beak is considerably longer than her top. It doesn’t seem to hinder her appetite, however – she’s the largest of the group. I have a red coffee can that I use to dip into the chicken feed, and as soon as she sees me going for it, she becomes my little shadow, following me around.
Ethel Waters – the best chicken! Tame, industrious, and an egg by 10am every morning. If I had to bet on the first chicken to lay, it wouldn’t have been Ethel. She’s considerably smaller than the other chickens, but she’s been laying like clockwork since we got her. Ethel likes to come into the house to have a look around. She’s a digger, too, and has the dirty feet to prove it. Right now she’s in the backyard, cuddling up to a five inch dirt pile she’s dug up to take a dirt bath in.
Meet Billie Holiday, aka Yard Raptor, aka Dinosaur Bird. She comes when you call, and likes to be held. Favorite snack: dried mealworms.
Annette HENshaw – the prettiest & most lovely chicken of the group. Once took a daring leap over the flock to snatch an earthworm dangling from my fingers.
Here’s a fancy little get-up starring a darling dress that I scored for free at a clothing swap about a year ago. It’s a crepe-like material with a sheer striped panel on the bust. After 75ish years, I love that these garments can still be in such incredible condition. There are only a few snags & holes, which never really bothers me. Perfection in vintage is only a temporary state, anyway.
The unbearable heat of 100+ days of temperatures over 100F has finally broken! While it’s still very very warm, I’m looking forward to fall, which can only be around the corner. I’m not quite to the point of unpacking my berets & sweaters, but I’m thankful to have the chill of 70 degree evenings.
Black lace headband with 1920s embellishments – Louise Black
1930s poppy dress – clothing swap
1960s? floral tapestry purse – Buffalo Exchange
Pointed black shoes – traded with a friend
This headband has beaded details that hang down and make tinkly sounds in my ear. I’m test driving So Chaud lipstick from MAC, an orange lipstick that straddles a thin line between avant guard & old lady chic.
The newest franken-project involves Reese retrofitting my gigantic phonograph bell to a Stroh violin. We wheeled this monster horn through the hardware store testing out fittings & tubes.
Photo from Wikipedia
The Stroh violin, also called a violinophone, was used a lot in early days of phonographic recording, as the sound is multi-directional and thus was better received by the acoustic-mechanical recording method of the early 1920s. The Stroh has a phonograph reproducer in the body. When played, the strings over the wooden bridge vibrate a tiny nail connected to the metal reproducer below and projects the sound through a trumpet shaped plug-in.
Victor Orchestra as it looked in 1925 with Stroh violins and cello on a riser.
The newly-born circus horn made a test run at the White Ghost Shivers show last night. It looked so neat on stage! Reese has a few more adjustments to make, but we were so pleased that it was SO loud on the test run! Also, it was mistaken as a beer bong on more than one occasion. Please, nobody drink beer through this thing. I’m sure the 100 years of dust and metals would render one hell of a hangover.