Sunday, December 27, 2009

BACK TO THE HOMELAND

With my migration to Israel (something I mentioned months and months ago) ever the more in the works, I have started watching Israeli Street Style sites with what Im hoping is a keener eye. I never cease to be amazed at what amazing looks the people out there come up with, given that I have spent my fair share of time in their country desperately trying to shop and coming up completely empty handed - but for the most amazing jewelry. Back at the Streets Walker, here are some of my favorite recent looks:




Seriously cannot wait to be a part of that culture.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

INTRODUCING: EE-MAH

So, beyond the fact that Ive just seriously neglected this blog as the past few months have been unreasonably busy, I have also neglected to mention that I got a dog! Her name is Ee-mah (when I got her, her name was "Mama" and so, to represent a more hopeful future, I changed it but not dramatically. "Ee-mah" means "mother" in Hebrew) and I couldnt possibly love her more. Shes an American Staffordshire Terrier and possibly the sweetest dog you could ever meet. AmStaffs are between Pitbulls and Bulldogs - technically what Bulldogs looked like when they were pure bred and now considered the Show Pit - and like most Terriers, she has had a terrible past. Whoever had her in their care before me used her only as a puppy mill, breeding her the moment she went into heat and so, at just under a year old, she has long since had puppies, nursed them, and been dumped at a kill shelter. As fate would have it, mere days into her stay at the Foster Shelter, I came to pick out a dog and when we met it was love at first sight. I could honestly gush for the rest of eternity but instead Ill just prove how gorgeous she is (honestly, people stop me in the street, its kind of really fun).
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Saturday, December 5, 2009

MORE SHOES

As per usual...

My shoe collection is officially out of control and no matter how organized I am, my closet looks like a bomb went off. A shoe bomb. Theyre in a heap on the floor. As much as I love my East Village apartment, wherever and whenever I move next, that place is going to need shelves and shelves for these things!

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