Lula's on the loose!

After what seems like weeks of being taunted by people across the pond, it's our turn.


I couldn't find it at Borders or Barnes & Noble (I think others have, though perhaps not in NYC), but they do have it at Around the World on W 40th, right by Bryant Park. I haven't even had a proper chance to look at it, but from what I've seen it's certainly not any kind of a let down. People looking for scans should check here!

I've got legs!

But do I remember how to use them?


Today was the first day in a solid several months that I left the house without something on my legs. I felt so naked!

Ring in the new

Two vintage VOGUE brand rings arrived in the mail today from, where else, eBay. The one looks like a funny birds nest, and the other is little pink rose. Spring has sprung on my fingers!

Hey you!

Yeah, you! I just wanted to extended a big thank you to everyone who's been dropping by lately. I truly enjoy reading your comments, and it's incredibly gratifying to see how much more activity goes on around here compared to when I was first starting out, a baby blogger in baby blogger swaddling clothes, knee high to a grasshopper. (I'd also like to whisper a smaller, but nonetheless sincere, thank you to whoever has been supporting my "sponsor" over to your left. Whatever keeps a girl in discount hosiery, right?)

It never ceases to amaze and flatter me that so many of you are willing to take the time out of your day to see what I'm up to, despite the fact that what I seem to be up to much of the time is bitching about being broke and obsessing over weird shoes on eBay.

So here's to you! May I never completely exhaust your patience!

My eeeeyes!

I have been putting off getting glasses for years. My eyes aren't that bad, or at least they didn't used to be, and over time I've gotten used to sitting in the front of classrooms and squinting a lot and even recognizing different people from afar by how they walk (yes, I am ridiculous). I've never been too pleased with the idea of having to wear something on my face in order to see, and I've never found frames that looked good on me. All the cool, kooky vintage ones I'm attracted too make me look like a buffoon. I tried contacts a while back, but they hurt so much that I just couldn't take it.

Point is: I finally found some frames I can stand! I got them at Fabulous Fanny's in the East Village (I spent more than an hour trying on just about every frame in the damn place. It was the third time in as many weeks I'd been there). Step two: get some lenses in 'em. Step three: learn to appreciate the world once more in all its piercing glory.