Today I Am A Craftivist!!

I’m very excited.  I’m all hopped up on me!

I found a blog recently, A Lonely Craftivist, that really inspired me.  The author is a crafter in the UK who uses her crafting politically.  I thought I’d jump on her band wagon, and so have done my first piece.

It’s on a bus stop on Melrose at the corner of Spaulding, in West Hollywood.  It came out even better than I hoped. The cops rolled by once while I was stitching (from 10.30pm until almost midnight), but didn’t hassle me.  What would they have said? “Ma’am, step away from the yarn?”  We’ll see how long it lasts.

Yay!

Wanna See Sarah Silverman Take Off Her Bra?

It’s amazing, stuff like this makes me so hopeful and scared all at the same time.  It seems so obvious.  Fingers crossed.

Alexie Sayle Was Right

I have to admit I can be a cynical, jaded beesh, especially when I think I’m being pithy, but even I have those moments of pure, unadulterated joy when I see certain things: puppies, unicorns, stupid people getting their comeupance, etc.  I had such a moment today, and it was exceptionally great because it was completely adolescent and allowed me to relive yet another great 80’s moment.

I was shoe browsing for the upcoming Bloom/Kurtz nuptuals (I have gold flats, but silver might be better) at the local Off Broadway Shoe Warehouse.  If you don’t know what that is, it’s a discount shoe palace with everything from sneakers to whore pumps.  Anyway I was trolling the aisles, when I came across a huge display of… Dr. Martin’s, Dr. Martin’s, Dr. Martin’s boots!

Super bad ass.
Super disco bad ass
Super patent bad ass (is there such a thing?)
Super original bad ass.
Girlie time!
and still more girlie time.

And when I tried on a pair I actually let out a small excited gasp.  Oh shoes of my youth, you are making me so happy.  Can you guess which pair I bought?