this weekend i left the city to go to occidental, a small town tucked away in northern california, to eat some of the most delicious organic home made brunch at howard's station... but that's all beside the point.occidental is right by sebastopol and bodega bay. beautiful country, small town. paul and i walked around sebastopol as they have one of the best vintage stores i've ever been to. aubergine vintage emporium, if you're ever in the area.
their dressing room is a piece of art, rod iron sculpture on top, lace curtains dyed all sorts of pastel.
some older photos of me at aubergine. in the end i bought the gold dress on the left and a bob dylan record...
afterwards, as it was 85 degrees out, we decided to head home after getting some frozen yogurt. we found a mom and pop establishment that looked promising, and as soon as we stepped in the front door we froze. eyes bugging, we turned and looked at each other as i whispered "yea that's TOM WAITS GETTING FROZEN YOGURT." he was in head to toe perfectly patina-ed denim and heavy work boots. he was lean, and dare i say handsome, and really the coolest person i've ever laid eyes on.petrified, as i went into a starstruck coma, i grunted to paul to ask him for a photo. yes, i dorked-out and had to ask, but in the end i'm glad i did. he politely declined, as he was with his son, and shuffled out the door. paul thanked him and wished him good day. AH! so i went home and drew myself with tom, just to humor myself. this is what a photo document may have looked like:
its a work in progress. in terms of fashion, i've started sewing together a sundress i'm really excited about, particularly the top, which i'm slowly figuring out how to hide all those gnarly seams by lining it. whats tricky is the straps, how i will line them, and hide as many seams as possible. more on that soon...