Strange story of the day;
I went into Pick and Save today in order to pick up a copy of Harper's Bazaar. (one of my favorite magazines. Remind me to get a subscription.) So, I'm at the magazine wall trying to find it, and I just can't. It took me five minutes, before I found it, hidden behind the overlap of Astro Girl and Tiger Beat. It took all of my will power to keep myself from screaming in terror and running while flapping my arms.
Sorry for the no-post. My parents decided last week would be absolutely excellent for a trip up north to Door County. I've heard it's the Cape Cod of the midwest, but I've never been there, so don't quote me. It's very beautiful up there, but I've been there so many dang times, it has just lost it's appeal. Plus, I didn't have internet access. Not fun.
So, I got some comments on my 'fashion inspiration' post, so I'm assuming you guys enjoyed it. I'm planning on making another one (with different photographs, of course), but be patient, as it's borderline impossible to find all of the photographs that I need.
By the way; I feel like I have some pychic ability to predict HB's 'what's in' items. Earlier this summer, they said oxfords were in. I had just bought a pair. This month, they say, and I quote, 'vintage influenced finishing touches.' Is that not me exactly, or is the me exactly? That's what I thought!
Sorry for the no-pictures, but I figured I owed this blog an update. More soon. I'll be swimming in inspiration this week, as I will be attending a writing camp at Ten Chimnies. If you don't know it, and you live in Wisconsin, you need to go. It's the home of the deceased actress Lynne Fontanne and Alfred Lunt, who were stage actors back in the black-and-white days.
Hey, look! Pictures!
I couldn't find anything decent of the interior of the main house, but it's very much that old time glamour. Embellished white baby grand pianos, pink and gold chairs, more crown molding than you would believe, crystal chandeliers, and the like.
The grounds look rather drab in these photographs, but when we're there, they are full of excellent flower beds. Could you think of a better place to write? No. I think not.
And consequently, one of my good friends is related to Alfred Lunt! Who would have thought, hmm?