Just when you thought smiling was outlawed...

I am never hard up for inspiration in art. There is so much voracious art available; it's hard not to find something to peek interest. Sandra Dieckmann is no different. I find her simplicity to be welcoming and relatable; for me, art does not have to be the thing to elevate you into the ranks of the pretentious and hard thinkers; sometimes you just need to be able to look at something and smile and dig no deeper. I center of the earth it on most topics and prefer to enjoy casual pleasantries when I can. Enjoy.

Be nice to yourself and check out her website. www.sandradieckmann.com

Visiually shoplifting your diggs.

I am absolutely one of those slags who check your digs out at night when driving by and you maybe purposely have left your curtains open or not, to show off what crap you have bought at fucking Home Goods, (if you are one of these people, don't bother, you are not the "quirky" one out of your bunch of friends because you fancy your taste as "eclectic" you have joined the masses and I have no desire to check out your bird pillows. However; the folks that leave the curtains open by accident and have some crazy teak table with a fucking taxidermy fox on it, THAT is the shit I want to impose on. Keep it moving lovelys, I m scoping you out on the DL.

When you are forced to heed the beckon of the unfortunate call to acquire gifts at a public nasty forum known as a retail store and a 5 year old fat kid is staring at you, the Mother is doing nothing but coddling them assuring their mental demise, the shit in you hands weighs a ton, you are hot and everyone smells like socks and curry and you are ready to give heroin an honest to God try, deep breath in and think of one of these stunning scenarios and conjure a chocolate chip cookie smell coupled with a Grandma hug and a Mark Twain book and you will be well on your way to coping a smidge better with retreads at large that are so indigenous to this holiday season. Chin up pirate.

Suno is spanking the shit out of textiles.

I adore Suno and have been wiping my seat from the Fall 2011 collection until I saw the Spring/Summer 2012 duds. Jesus Fuck. Linear has never looked so sexy. Peep.

Clutching pearls right? Spring/Summer 2012...

Aahhhhh! My fantasy goes as follows: Jillionaire adorable dandy esque gay man who never found the right man to settle down with and have a daughter he could lavish with wondrous things finds me and notices his breath shortening and asks if he can be my adoptive gay Father in return I accompany him to everything from a Behanding in Spokane to La Boheme, teaches me which fork to use while at Jean Georges, how to sew a decent line in a garment, how to do algebra and demonstrates the correct way to make a creme brulee. *Sigh* This guy would have done just fine.

Fucking Wal Mart.

Everyone on planet earth has access to research materials and readily available information on just about anything in the free world; however, why people or at best people attempting to pass for human are still patrons of such an evil, wrong and fucked establishment is beyond me. Being from the South, I understand the economic dire straits one can be in and also understand how Wal Mart may seem very well like a viable option, I also know that if a PhD infested padded elbow wearer told me that a Gila monster had a creme brulee after taste that it would not be enough to convince me to eat the fucking thing. Common sense MUST kick in at some point, no? Let's take a gander at why Wal Mart is not only physically dangerous to frequent, but the chances of one getting some kind of odd disease because of one of the patrons brushing your fucking sleeve are greatly increased when you get down to it.
Black Friday: Shootings overshadow US shopping bonanza
The US Christmas shopping season kicked-off by 'Black Friday' is marred by a series of shootings as bargain-hunters flood stores.

12:02PM GMT 26 Nov 2011

The incidents, including three shootings, two robberies and a pepper spray attack mostly took place at branches of the American supermarket chain, Walmart.

A man is in a stable but critical condition after being shot in the early hours of Friday morning as he left a Walmart store in San Leandro, California.

Shots were fired when he resisted two armed robbers who demanded he hand-over the items he had just bought.

One of the most dramatic incidents took place in another Walmart store in Los Angeles, when a woman used pepper spray on fellow shoppers so that she could grab Xbox 360s.

In Myrtle Beach, South Carolina a woman was shot in the foot by a robber as she loaded her purchases into her car.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hiSmlmXp-aU
Here's a few of the patrons of Wal Mart courtesy of peopleofwalmart.com.

For fuck's sake, go to a farmer's market, attempt to eat something NOT out of a fucking box, does your already obese child really need a video game console? How about going to the park and enjoying nature or maybe God for bid pick up a book, a real live book where you turn the pages and READ. As prosaic as some of these ideas may seem, I am still a massive fan of them and have to really fight to not wish a natural disaster on all and sundry due to human beings complete lack of respect for it. The rate at which America is dumbing down is close to inconceivable. Before you slip into the Jersey Shore, Ugg boot, feather extension, low pants that make me look like I m dragging around my own bag of shit void, take your will to be human and think for your self back. It's never to late, unless you are already Tivoing the Kardashains, then there is no hope for you and I beg you to never cross my path.
"Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first."
Mark Twain

After the insidious banality of small talk over an awkward dinner...

You must be bored to tears after undergoing lengthy convos doting on Aunt Sarah's recent hip surgery and Reiki classes, witnessing your Mother's feeble grasp of control on the only day she can really exude it and trying to be interested while all the testosterone decide on bogarting the T.V. because of football. (I dealt with none of this by the way and it was fabulous.)
Nothing renews like the weird and avant garde. I find that editorials spewing a little grit always make me hopeful; even if it's dripping with a little cheese, however, the powers that be are becoming better at the recapturing of such sentiments. One of my favorite conceptual fashion ridden subjects are gorgeous folks featuring Mohawks and attire whose worth could outfit a small village in Somalia.
I don't know if it's punk laden roots, the Native part of me or I am just slow to conform or maybe I am just a giant prick, either way I have had a Mohawk longer than I have had any other hair style throughout my life. My sincere hope is that I have not worn out my welcome and look like a Hot Topic aficionado, if I am wearing that out, please tell me, my virtue in the way of appropriate quaffs must be preserved. Enjoy.