Oh, John & Sherlock.

I...I...
...don't you adore them?

I'm desperately in love with BBC's Sherlock.
It's so perfect. 
Best Sherlock and John in the world? Obviously.
And in case you're from Planet Sad and you're like, Benedict Cumberbatch? Martin Freeman? The first sounds like Mr. Sex himself (sorry Moriarty; you're brilliant though), and Martin Freeman sounds like an insanely lovely human being, but...sorry, who? Well, then, watch four and a half hours worth of Sherlock on pbs.org and CATCH THE FREAK UP.
Oh my loves. If I could watch nothing else but Sherlock...well, it's worth giving up Parks & Rec for this. (Apologies to Amy Poehler -you do understand, don't you?)
Please watch it. It's so lovely. So lovely.
Now I'm going to go watch the forty-seven minute Q&A with the stars of the show, okay? And cry about last night's episode, okay? And pretend this isn't an obsession...okay?

DIY & Dali

More fab do-it-yourself-ities.

Embroidered or acrylic painted or whatever on a shirt? Yes, please, thanks.

This too.

Ohhh...I dig mustaches. I mean whaaat?
This, on a t-shirt? oh yeah.

so I'm not as brave/adventurous/whatevs as our fave Australian at A Pair and a Spare but toned down a bit, starting a bit lower, etc. - sooo doable. Adore it. Because my style is definitely a daily uniform type thing - softy tee shirt, black skinny jeans, some version of flats or moccasins or combat boots - , and it becomes aaaall about the accesories!

Virginie Peny is French, and now lives in Switzerland, and is a DIY genius, and therefore we love her. This headband is an old pair of tights - pretty easy to figure out how to cut that one! - and an old brooch.  Use that or clip on earrings and voila, you've got a easy, chic, totally personalized headband to give that top bun personality. Lovely.

Also check her out - rocking a pajama top like no biggie. Love it.

Been wild for neon sole oxfords since the minute there was even a whisper about them - they're so great. so great. this is a neon sole chukka, obvs, but you can go crazy and do em with just about anything! and so easy. so easy.

oh ye gods.

oh man oh man oh man oh man. do you see that?

do you even see that?

studs...with teddy bears. I'm in love. I'm in heaven. I'm in nirvana. I'm in ecstasy. Something.

I've got to go find teddy bear studs RIGHT NOW.(well, no, I'm lazy, so later.) BUT SOON.
 How tongue-in-cheek is this? So. I love it. I love it. Because, frankly, grab a black clutch from anywhere (local Forever XXI, anyone?), mebs do some stitching to simulate a quilted look, add regular and teddy bear studs and basically you can consider life complete and die after that.
I. love. Virginie. Peny.

finger paint polka dots. that is all.

go make stuff, my lovelies!

In other news...Barnes & Noble will be the death of me. It's just so bloody lovely and I can't help myself. (Here's to my future bookshop customers saying the same, eh?) Bought one of those little independent publications called RUSSH, which looks absolutely lovely, (although it is very difficult to not make a joke about the apparent need to add an extra S to a perfectly decent word), and I'm vair excited to cut it up and collage.  (Oh, lord, I will never have the stomach to work at a magazine.  Because I'll know there are people like me out there who read through it once, save their favorite parts, and cut all their other favorite parts up and Mod Podge them on boxes and bookshelves and random boards and bags they find.)

Just looked it up and turns out it was the December/January edition. That is the price you pay for living in the US, and what's more, Utah, where we have no random publications comme ça.

Also bought a bargain book about Dali, who is so much more genius than you ever knew (and I have all these positive Adrien Brody associations with him now, thank you Woody Allen) (and speaking of Adrien Brody, I've seen the Pianist twice now in the last week and it is incredible.).

"Dali!"

(yes. that was my "funny" quote from the movie. Well done, eh?)

The Girl of Ampurdan

The Old Age of William Tell

Partial Hallucination.  Six Apparations of Lenin on a Grand Piano

Homage to Millet

Gala and Salvador Dali, Cecil Beaton, 1935.

and I love this.

And two more (that I love) (a lot) for the road...

Dali's Hand Drawing Back the Golden Fleece in the Form of a Cloud to Show Gala the Dawn, Completely Nude, Very, Very Far Away Behind the Sun

The Temptation of St. Anthony

So yeesh. Where was I with this post?

Ah.

Bought a book called I Am an Executioner: Love Stories by Rajesh Parameswaran, and it looks oh so VERY lovely. Rave reviews, intriguing title, cover, premise...I'll tell you how it goes, loves.

Oh, and I want to turn this review into a song so badly:

"Wonderful stories - like small, deft carnivals entering our desert cities and cranky towns..." (Charlie Smith). 

And last but not least, Diane Kruger wore this Giambattista Valli gown to Cannes.

So she's cool. Like you needed me to tell you that. Even the ever-so-illustrious "Wonderwall" got it right: "All right, Diane Kruger. We get it. You're perfection personified. You make librarian buns look hot. You have adorable cuddle-bunnies with Pacey. And you've single-handedly elevated seafoam-green from bridesmaid purgatory to red-carpet glory."

Well done, woman!

xxx cheres

Do It Yourself, Lazy.

So...stuff I have to make SOON. Especially before London, that's for sure. I want to tote these suckers around in my luggage and on my body!
Because they're awesome/mad/genius.
And doable even for the very challenged.
You know, clearly not me, but I like to post things like this for you, dear readers, because I'm just a generous, thoughtful person like that.
It couldn't possibly be that I'm painfully craft challenged.

aaand more, but Blogger is having a cardiac.
so mas manana!
I love you children!
Bon nuit and all that jazz
xxx

Niki & the Dove.

love.
love.
niki & the dove.
aha yes.
great stuff!

10 Things I Hate About You...et Chipotle!

You guys.
Chipotle is delicious. Salt Lake is groovy. End of story.
(Hitting up Twilight Concert Series a LOT this summer? Oui, merci.)
And in other news...(more important news)...(most fabulous news)...
I watched a groovy 60s play of The Taming of the Shrew with my best friend Friday night (extra credit? we love it.) and it was pretty fantastic. 
That's shameful, but true.
But after that...we watched 10 Things I Hate About You.
(closet poet?)
(yes.)
(no.)
(lord, no.)
I've never actually seen Heath Ledger in anything, and he abso-friggin-lutely blew me away.  Haven't been able to stop thinking about the movie (read, Heath Ledger) all weekend, wanted to kiss the lady who found it for me at FYE this morning. (Alternately, wanted to junk-punch the guy at Walmart who couldn't find it for me Saturday.)
Heath Ledger was (frankly, is still) quite possibly the loveliest thing ever, and seriously?  While definitely chick-flick classic, 10 Things I Hate About You isn't amazing. (Okay, well I think it is, but I know it's not. Capice?)
Heath Ledger even said he disliked the movie, because it was "somewhat shallow, with little opportunity for character development".  Which I agree with, and while it's annoying when some actors whine about the movie that gave them their big start, he at least acknowledges that it was a starting place.
But even in a "somewhat shallow" movie...law, he was TALENTED.  At eighteen. So impressed. So obsessed. And so sad.
(He was also gorgeous, but it's cool, whatever...he didn't become, in about the first fifteen minutes, even more beautiful than Jake Gyllenhaal...it's cool, whatever...number one on my favorite celebrity men list, whatever...)
So that's my story.
And if you need proof, I mean, come on.

Anyways...as with all good chick flicks, this movie makes me simultaneously very happy and quite depressed.  It's cool, whatever.
(Sensing a refrain, here...)
So, shallow or not, thanks, director-producer-people.  10 Things I Hate About You...is like a freaking teenage dream. (Not the Katy Perry type, thanks.)
Please go watch it, mes amies.  Seriously.  He's so sweet.  And he SINGS.  beautifully.  If that's not enough...I mean, who are you? Seriously.  Punk.
And we all need another reinforcement of whatever it is that dementedly makes us want bad boys, right? It's all good.  Hollywood stereotypes, whaaaat?
xxx and all that jazz,
Tabby
Oh, and kids, let me go on a five-second ADD rant/spaz:
Where the Wild Things Are!
Owned it for a semester, it was all scratched and damaged from falling about in the box, kept falsely hoping it would work...
and now all I can say is, God bless you, Amazon.
Five dollars, thanks, I will. (AND IT COMES IN FRENCH.)
                                            (Now that's happy.)

Get in, loser. We're going to the Capitol.

Been listening to the band Dinosaur Feathers and The Neighbourhood tonight, vair groovy stuff right there.  The Neighbourhood can be found (for frees!) on Nylon, Dinosaur Feathers (tambien!) on RCRDLBL.
Also was on the hilarious Mean Girls of Panem Tumblr - only thing better than this is Harry Potter plus Mean Girls, obvs.
Which of course led me to the gal who plays FoxFace - Jacqueline Emerson - which of course led me to her Tumblr.  Of course.  And she is just freaking adorable.  That's my story.  http://spread-the-light.tumblr.com/.
I think I may be catching a strain of the Hunger Games bug.  I kind of want to go watch it again now.  I'm really starting to dig it...re-read the books/see the movie again? Consider it done.  I guess I'm forfeiting my hipster card, kids.
Also...

Um.  Because she's adorable and also crazy talented?

Um.  Because it's her birthday?  Happy birthday Emma Fantastic Watson!

I will be forever trying to figure out how to be as excellent as you.

And haters gonna hate, but I love winter.  I just saw this picture randomly in my files and it made me happy.  So here you go!

xxx and all that jazz...love you kids!

Tabby

Music Wednesday?

Dog, Feist, Fireworks, Love of all kinds. I'm sold.