Missed Connections

Gosh. These are just fantastic. Sophie Blackwell makes art out of Craigslist Missed Connections. Sigh. AWESOME.

Messages in bottles, smoke signals, letters written in the sand; the modern equivalents are the funny, sad, beautiful, hopeful, hopeless, poetic posts on Missed Connections websites. Every day hundreds of strangers reach out to other strangers on the strength of a glance, a smile or a blue hat. Their messages have the lifespan of a butterfly. I'm trying to pin a few of them down.

On Saturday night, I slept in a cemetary.

To state it using the least possible eloquence: I had a really rad time in Los Angeles.

This is because:

1. I purchased an SUPERCUTE lavender gingham cowboy shirt at the Los Feliz Goodwill, which tickles the shit out of me.

2. I consumed copious amounts of delish vegan fare.

3. My hair looked AWESOME due to the complete lack of humidity. It was fantastic.

4. I attended, quite possibly, the loveliest show in the history of wonderful shows: Bon Iver. With Megafaun. In a Hollywood cemetery. At dawn. In the fog. On my back. Cozy in a sleeping bag. Having just been blessed by a gaggle of Buddhist monks. 25 feet from the stage.

The event started at midnight and included a Justin Vernon curated DJ set, a 2.00 showing of Bottle Rocket, all you can drink free coffee, the Jungle installment of Planet Earth, a super-insane 30 minute monk-chanting-set, and mother f.ing Bon Iver playing the shit out of that cemetery. In typical Linzo fashion, I managed to sleep away at least 50% of the event, which was nothing less than awesome. Below are some sweet photos, stolen from here and here.

THANK YOU, JUSTIN VERNON & THE CITY OF LOS ANGELES, FOR BEING SO AWESOME AND HUMIDITY-FREE.

(I'm in 2 of the above 5 shots. CAN YOU FIND ME?)

Miranda July is Really Awesome.

And, I don't care what you say.

Miranda July, as movie extras from classic films. For VICE magazine. OMG.

Hello, Vacation.

I'm taking a brief sojourn to Los Angeles this weekend,
wherein I will see this lovely person*:

and this lovely person**:

Yay!

*My pal Brandon, author of The Static.

** My non-pal Justin Vernon, author of For Emma, Forever Ago, for the '...Weirdest. Bon Iver show. EVER' according to Pitchfork. 'Bon Iver is set to sidle up next to the gravestones at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery in L.A. on September 27. Along with the unorthodox setting, the show time is equally unique: 6 a.m. Doors open at midnight. Good thing admission includes coffee and pastries.' Dude, pastries!

I. Love. This.

A 'Forget-me-knot' ring....srsly...TFC!!! My 1/2 birthday is in November.

Cute T Alert!!!

Cute T, only $10 buckaroos!!

A gift idea for Yours Truly...

There comes a special time in every young girl's life when she needs a GOLD QUAIL EGG necklace. For me, that time has come.

Another gift idea for... err... Linzo...

Cat wall decals! Awesome. Linzo should get these to confuse Dudley... and to keep that feral boy's blood flowing as he stalks the shadows on the walls. You can buy them here for a hefty $75 bones.

Cats in Holy Matrimony

Boy oh boy, I sure do hope I marry someone who likes cats! Because this is going to have to be a necessary component at my wedding. And, also, because I have a lot of cats.

Me.la.bo does it to me again.

NERD ALERT!

This is me. At Renegade. Looking really awesome (dweeby).

I stumbled upon this picture of myself whilst sorting through my stack of business cards giddily procured from vendors last weekend and exploring their various blogs, Etsy shops, & other online venues. Here I am, along with a SUPER-DUPER CUTE girl in overalls, who has me feeling very certain that my months-long, ongoing search for overalls is not for naught:


Furthermore, my bloggy research has unearthed the fact that Dores makes some really killer jewelry. Like, REALLY killer. I'd like to get my grubby little mitts on one of these navy woven bracelets. And all of those doilies? CUTE ATTACK.

The moral of this story? I heart shopping.

Etsy is KILLING me.

I cannot resist a good cowboy shirt. I especially cannot resist a good embroidered, quilted, or otherwise embellished cowboy shirt. SOMEBODY BUY THIS QUICK!!!

Somebody ought to buy this right now.

Plllllease buy this. Somebody? I love it. AND IT IS ONLY $20.

New Earrings New Earrings New Earrings!

I got new earrings! They are little baby gold hearts! They are teensy tiny! They are too fucking cute!

(As one can imagine, it is nearly impossible to effectively capture a shot of one's ear & new itty bitty gold earring using one's Apple. As such, please forgive the awkwardness above.)

Renegade 2009: GIGANTIC SUCCESS

Well, I had a PRETTY KILLER time at Renegade this Saturday. So KILLER, in fact, that I returned on Sunday for another KILLER-AND-A-HALF time. Renegade rules.

All said, I purchased 2 awesome cat and/or Michigan related t shirts, visited Erica Weiner's booth a total of 3 separate times, acquired 6 new Erica Weiner baubles, picked up some soaps shaped like teeth, and generally floated around the fair giddily for, maybe, 8 total hours. It was all pretty awesome.

Erica Weiner Purchase 1:

Penknife Necklace
3 Belt Bracelets

(See above as I model victoriously my first load of Erica Weiner booty.)

Erica Weiner Purchase 2:

Vertebrae Necklace
(At this point, I decided that just one necklace and three bracelets were not enough. That wad of cash would BURN A HOLE in my pocket if the situation was not quickly rectified!)

Erica Weiner Purchase 3:

'I Love You' Chain with Heart Locket Bracelet
(I bought this on Day 2 after EW complimented me on my Rustler jeans.)

Other Non-Erica-Weiner Purchases:

Tiny Predator T Shirt by White Rabbit Gallery

Rural Exploration T Shirt by Always the Forest

Teeth Soap by Chez Sucre Chez
(Indpendently & unknowingly, Rachel also purchased a set of these teeths. There were over 200 booths at Renegade; we share one brain.)

PS. A side note: I now have one cat-related t shirt for each day of the week.
Schwwwwing.

PPS. ERICA WEINER JEWELRY RULES!!!

Grown-Ass Women do not carry tote bags.

After heeing and hawing at Renegade yesterday about needing a new tote bag, and, like Goldilocks, finding only options that were not quite sturdy enough, not quite washable enough, not quite cat-related enough, etc infinity, it was suggested to me by an always sophisticated Juan that, 'Maybe you should just get a leather purse like an adult.'

Well, Juan, I think you might just be right. Of course, it's not like I'm going to obtain a real adult handbag. But a recycled-leather-jacket-turned-badass-carryall? Yes. That's something I can get behind. I've had my eye on this Ashley Watson lark bag for the last couple of months now, and it seems that 2009 might just be the year that I become a Real woman.

The most important weekend of the year is upon us:

Renegade is tomorrow!!! I, for one, cannot wait. I'm simply giddy. I probably won't be able to sleep tonight. Sigh. I heart Renegade.

And and and! My jewelry girlfriend will be there again this year. YESSSS!

As pictured above, last year's two-days-of-heaven was nothing less than soggy, overcast, & windy as fuck. Please cross your fingers and all other appendages that this year's fair will be moderate and lovely. And, yes, those weirdly discolored in-a-navy-rubber-boot-patina-sort-of-way Hunters are mine. Thank you, Rebecca Peplinski, for the lovely Renegade aught eight documentation.

Is it appropriate to not wear pants to work?

All I want to do is wear a huge Irish fisherman's sweater, thick ribbed tights, and moccasins every single day this fall. However, I have a very sinking suspicion that pants are not optional at my place of employment.

Permanent Vacation Clan Sweater, I'd jump off a bridge if you did first.

Dear Brian Bonenberger,

You take some lovely nice photographs. Like, I really like them a lot a lot a lot. If ever you become interested in feline portraiture, I happen to have the 3 most wonderfully handsome housecats in the history of animal domestication.

xoxox,
Linzo

Linzo's Daily Wisdom

Don't online shop* for summer clothing** after drinking rum, tequila, vodka, beer, or otherwise. You don't have enough money in your bank account for such flights of fancy.

**at Swedish online boutiques, where shipping to the US costs more than the total purchase

*in early to mid September of the coldest summer in recent history

What is heaven like?

Tim Walker's Cats.

I'm going to purchase these to wear to yoga.

You may think I'm joking. I'm not. These leggings f.ing RULE. I want nothing more than to practice tree pose with seafoam spandex in front & black spandex in back. Thank you, American Apparel, for yet another ridiculous (-ly awesome) item of clothing.

Frontier Ruckus makes nice music.

I'm totally geeked about Frontier Ruckus right now. Geeked.

It would behove all of you to purchase their record 'The Orion Songbook,' throw on your fave gingham shirt, and listen to it lots & lots & lots & lots. If you want to come over to my house, drink a beer, pet some cats, and sing along with me, you are more than welcome.

The thing that I love the most right now is this.

Mociun Fall 2009. I've been adoring this image for the past 4759375489 weeks, and I'm still totally geeked about it.

For Realz? The fucking GALAXY on your dress??!!?? I. Must. Own.

Do you want to buy me something awesome?

Then I'd advise you to buy me this:

'Make something yourself! Inspired by the Mexican votives known as Milagros, a single hand-printed organic cotton piece, depicts six individual motifs - cat, heart, hand, head, tree and eye - for you to embroider, cut out and sew with your own recycled cotton or favorite fabric backing. Fill with lavender or fabric scraps. Make as hanging decorations or lavender drawer/wardrobe sachets, mobiles for children’s rooms, toys, brooches or appliqué patches for clothing or cushions, …the possibilities are endless.'

Uuuuh. Awesome. And I am in the market for some snappy little lavender sachets to stink up my sock drawer!