Monthly Archives: February 2007

Interlibrary Loan is the coolest thing ever

Somehow my article on the Panathenaic Festival is made a thousand times cooler by the fact that it was obtained for me (for me!) from the Dutch National Library.

And big props to the ILL office, who forwarded to me the original email (in Dutch) from the Koninklijke Bibliotheek. Dutch is a supremely cool language to look at and listen to. When I was in kindergarten over there, I thought watching the evening news was hilarious good fun; that throaty *hhhhhhck* sound is comedy gold when you’re five.

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On the horizon

All of a sudden, here it is the end of the quarter. That helps to explain the sudden shoe-lust; anything to prevent thinking about final papers.  Class A I’m hoping to have functionally drafted this weekend as I have to present it on Monday; Class B hasn’t been assigned, while Class C has given us about the broadest question ever. I can’t help but feel that I’m missing something — constantly — in that class, since nothing ever seems to be connected to anything else. As for Class D — well, let’s just say that’s a depressingly appropriate name at this point.

Speaking of shoes…

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Full story coming soon. Yes, I know my feet are disgusting. It is February. I have a great urge to go them cleaned up and pedi’d but then I realize that there’s still a good bit of winter to go. Not to mention that my budget is (or should be) pretty much shot until my next paycheck.

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O Tempora

A big d’oh moment this morning. I forgot to do laundry last night, and so I had no tights again today. With it as wet and sloppy as it is outside there was no thought of jeans; one of my great pet peeves is soaking trouser cuffs. So another day of the ever-classy knee highs with boots. It could be worse; at least here no one expects you to be more dressed up than pajamas for class.

All of which reminds me that I have need of more tights, at least to stave off laundry day by slightly longer.

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Some kind of perfect

I have a severe case of Courtly Fashion Love for seersucker. I can’t remember ever owning anything made of it, and most times I see it in person it’s incorporated into something depressingly ugly. And yet I can’t let it go: an airy, feminine seersucker skirt would be just too perfect an intersection of material, connotation, and image to pass up.

I mention this because I was sorting out the rat’s nest that is my bookmarks folder just now (shut up) and came across the link Boutique Ooh-La-La, a.k.a. the Boutique of Perfect Skirts that are just a little too expensive and a little too small for me, my butt, and my bank account.

And, O! Like a sunrise bursting across my screen! A glimpse — a glimpse of the glories I had begun to think were only true in my mind! A glimpse — to reward my faith and sustain it! (&c)

“Donna” skirt

I mean to say, can you imagine anything more perfect?! Just look — look, I say — at a wee detail shot:Detail

I mean, really!! How can you expect me to just go trudging off back to reading awfully written textbooks with suspect grammar or at the least a very poor prose style having gazed upon this masterpiece of human production?

But- but- but–!

Oh, all right. Once again I will pacify myself with the cold comfort that, when I have made my fortune in the lucrative field of archives (and, naturally, have dropped my pudge through intensive filing), I will return.

In the meantime, I’ll just make sure the bookmark is safely tucked away in its proper folder.

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The knock at the door

Well, this is new and different. (Note to self: must stop using the phrase “new and different”. It’s getting old and worn out.)

I’ve just had two perky students come knocking on my door to sell merchandise for a major annual charity fundraiser on campus. “We have shot glasses!” they proclaimed giddily. Most student groups, receiving their money from the university, cannot purchase alcohol or alcohol-related items with that money; some sororities and fraternities have similar rules, and promotional goods catalogs have taken to selling “toothpick holders” (I kid you not) as a result. Either this charity fundraiser has decided to ignore those rules or they got their money from a private donor (very possible).

You will please note that I don’t really care about “toothpick holders”. What I do care about is not having my evening cycle of studying, reading, and slacking interrupted by a commercial break. Dagum kids these days.

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The National Committee for the Return of Shoulders, Sleeves, and an Actual Neckline

From the New York Times, a short article on Oscar fashion.

Cate Blanchett, duly ornamented, was among the nominees who attended Mr. Armani’s fashion show on Saturday, when she indicated she would wear a dress by him to the awards, as she did. She wore a silver one-shoulder mesh gown, overlaid with a veil of flowers made of jet black paillettes; her hair up, she was basically the picture of prepackaged elegance, though she said she is not an actress who concerns herself with the opinions of fashion critics.

“I think the fashion has probably gotten a lot safer,” Ms. Blanchett said. “But if you are dressing to impress other people, then I think you’re going to get in trouble.”

What else could explain the endless chain of strapless dresses this awards season in Hollywood that have made actresses, once they are all seated, look practically naked?

Thank you. In the interest of full disclosure, I will say that I am not able to wear strapless dresses, but seriously — it’s just one kind of dress. There are lots and lots and lots and lots of other kinds of dress; in theory at least. If you’re not sure whether there is anything else to do with your design other than lop it off under the armpits, you could try looking back over the thousands of years of styles worn around the world. There might just be something inspiring there.

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Eyes on the prize

The snow has arrived in big heavy flakes that literally glitter on the ground. However, in an ironic twist of fate, it’s still reasonably warm outside, meaning that in most areas of foot traffic there’s an inch or more of pure slippery slush.

CL by Chinese Laundry Celena

Anne Klein Lene

I’m doing my best to keep up morale under the circumstances.

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