News from The Mews: It always happens. That time of year (or rather, few times a year) when I just cant stand myself anymore. By cant stand myself I refer to being surrounded by way too many beautiful things that I simply dont need and it makes no sense to hold onto things that others may find useful and/or give them pleasure. It comes down to the practice of non attachment....to things and, in certain circumstances, people! This time it is all about clothes ...which I have in abundance. My passion for vintage and the unusual is the stuff of legend BUT there is only so much I can keep for film props (an excuse to hold on because I really dont shoot that much anymore). Those who know me well understand that there is not a vintage/thrift store/garage sale that I dont absolutely adore exploring. I am at a creative crossroads in life having been blessed with no less than two creative careers which both brought untold blessings. I ask myself how many black dresses do I really need? As it turns out ...2 is the answer for me. One long and one short. However my lovely friend Gitte Wood gifted me with four gorgeous gowns which I will never part with and that I can wear when I am 500 years old. How many pairs of jeans do I need (or wear) ... at the most 4 and they are all Levi 501s and ever so slightly baggy and comfortable. Shoes? Ha! A few boots for winter, four pairs of summer sandals and for evening? A few (meaning three) that have sufficient bling on board to make them pretty and that have reasonably low heels for my ballet buggered feet to endure. My girlfriends are about to inherit some nice pieces. Now.....having gone on endlessly about non attachment there happens to be one particular vintage dress in a particular store in Los Angeles that I am unreasonably passionate about (the dress, not the store). It was $1,250 but is now half price and while I slobber at the chops like a dog anticipating a bone....I just cannot justify it. Having said that I did put out an order to the universe asking for the dress to be mine. See why I started by saying I cant stand myself? So shallow! The few things that endure from year to year are wonderful pals....my oversize knee length roomy sweater coat that allows me to blend into the category of dont look at her...shes invisible, a floor length black velvet evening coat that is wonderful for those chilly formal evening gown affairs - slides over long dresses with ease and again....allows me to disappear (which aids the bruised ego when standing next to gorgeous, 510 inch size 00 genetically exquisite gifts of nature) and yet still has a regal ( Johnny Wactors description) feel, an evening bag made of rhinestones that belonged to my gran and is a loving tribute to her taste for beautiful craftsmanship. The best accessory in the world of course is Sam Dobbins who happens to clean up very nicely and looks great in a tux. You see, we live in a society where EVERYTHING is available to us - okay, not my beloved Dioressence perfume - sheesh WHEN is Dior going to make it readily available in the USA again?. The only things that truly matter to me on a cellular level are friends, nature, animals and love. Everything else is temporary and very fleeting. The bedroom looks wrecked ... clothes everywhere....Sam is a patient man. Onwards! xoxo
Posted on: Sun, 19 Oct 2014 18:04:39 +0000
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