The Moldy Doily

she's crafty, she's got magic cord

are you gonna be my girl

I used to have a girl crush back in the day for actress Charlotte Gainsbourg (daughter of Serge and Jane Birken) It sort of started because I loved author Ian McEwan and his amazing book "The CEMENT GARDEN", which was later turned into a film. Normally I despise books turned into movies, but this one got it down right. She played the seductive sister who lays out on the lawn listening to the radio (think Lolita, but more tough). Most remembered in this role for her line to her brother "I'll bet you wonder what it feels like for a girl" her voice later sampled my Madonna.

About 5 years ago I made a painting of her sister Lou Doillon leaning against a wallpapered backdrop. Her pouty mouth and interesting features most prominent. LOU has recently landed the cover of FRENCH PLAYBOY, and I'm sure has changed the minds of many on the sexiness of flat chested ladies. She exudes a Paris Chic quality, like Bardot before her. If ever the L-word needed a new season cast member, consider Lou (even her name screams bi-sexual bait)

The following pics are racy but all fashion(Playboy pics photographed by Takis Bibelas)

things I lost on ebay

I have lost my touch, or maybe it's God's great intervention to prevent me from purchasing insane 80's Bananarama gear. Either way, I was outbid for a reason so I shall share and lament my sweet losses.

You know you love that original ESPRIT de CORP baggy suspender stuff

remember to think of me if you see any hideous and happy neon or tribal print 80's jumpers

the sneak peek

The LA Times image section this Sunday is going to have a little story on the ol Show Pony remodel! When the photographer came by to shoot the pics she had to deal with some creative wrangling to make it look already polished. I liked that she decided to leave in the ladder and the chaos, and embrace our work in progress.

Don't forget this SATURDAY is the big debut party with all new frocks and paintings and goodies. Delilah's is making us trays of teeny tiny cupcakes too.

not gonna do it

I am boycotting this April Fool's Day. I mean, it always goes sour. I can never execute a prank that doesn't go terribly wrong. I wanted to post a great blog with some insane or juicy info and then wait til tomorrow to reveal the truth...but alas I cannot think of anything.
Hope that none of you were victims to cling wrapped toilet seats, loosened salt shakers or frosted cardboard cakes. I promise that I won't pretend to have a new arm tattoo to my father as well. For the record it's not always nice frosting some plain donuts with chocolate laxatives

I wish someone would make these to pass out at the GRAND REOPENING party for the SHOW PONY this saturday. Imagine how festive that would be?

I liked this Happy April debut art

Solid Gold Sunday

My horoscope on Sunday said something about working way too hard lately and needing to socialize. It also mentioned that work could resume the next day, so stop being so hard on yourself.
So with that in mind...

my dear friends assisted me in many many joyful toasts and boxes of old 45's, and a nostalgia dance party that ended with Cynthia in the splits and me arriving back to my warm bed at 5:37 a.m.

these are my prized SOLID Gold boots that I scored in Miami when at the Art Basel. I promised myself if I sold some art I would buy them, for a mere $12 dollars SCORE

what other D.J. in town can take "You should hear how she talks about you" by Melissa Manchester and follow it up with the Thompson Twins, The Hooters, Rick Springfield and a New Edition breakdown? Did I mention the extended remixes by Howard Jones?

Weirdly enough the horoscope never mentioned that 6 intense hours of drinking,and dancing, diving onto your knees and spinning, and over 50 high David Lee Roth Kicks would result in sleeping til around 1 p.m. the following day.

P.S. the night ended with the entire Pretty in Pink Soundtrack. Nothing like a Smiths song to send you home