Weave Me up, Scotty

Wow...my last post was in October! Sorry, everyone!! I got two jobs. Bitch is just tryin to survive. Anywhooo....to the Weave-mobile!!

After many moons, many many many moons, I got to go on vacation! Even though it was only 5 days and a lot of it was the tying of loose ends, it was greatly appreciated.

Remember that one Twilight Zone episode?

 In the beginning of February, I caught a flight out to the sunny state of California! San Francisco to be exact. The weather was wondrous. Compared to the gloomy 35 degree days New York was having, the West Coast's Sun shiny days were a blessing.
I spent my days catching up with old & new friends, day drinking (which is TOO easy in SF), and admiring all those goddamn trees.

The hills are alive...

This is the view from the top of Twin Peaks. That shiny lil bugger down there is Market St.

Ok. I could dedicate a whole blog to the beauty of this burrito.  I'll spare you

CUTE!

The only 2 black kids I saw in SF.

Secret grotto

This is when I wanted to go home.

American Horror Story

Needless to say, I;m glad to be back to my concrete jungle. =MeoW=

Be-weave in me...

Hey there, boils and ghouls! It's October...the month of the Great Pumpkin! So begins Americas great shopping, I mean, holiday season. I'm personally not a fan of the hysteria that ensues. Fuuuck that shit, but I will chow down.

Like this, but more "urban".

Halloween is closing in, but I still haven't figured out a costume...A fiend and I were thinking about going as Dionne & Cher from Clueless, buuttttt I don't know. I want scary. I want Braaaiiinnnnsss!!! Bride of Frankenstein, perhaps? If this kitten could pull that off, well, shiiiit. 

Dead zombie babe.

I said no whip cream on that mocha!

I just so happened to be trolling along in Park Slope when I came across a "thrift store". There's nothing "thrifty" in Park Slope. The sales bin started at $25. o_0  Any hoo, after some poking and prying, I managed to find a pair of shoes. Size 10? Yes, please....

Oooo, leather soled shoes!

A  little cut-out action for ya...

I also got this pretty cool hand-me-down. My friend, Teddy had no room for it. It didn't exactly go with the color scheme of his room. I think it's Lucite or some other space-age material. The strangest thing is that it has a Spider Man sticker on the bottom, yet there is nothing on the lamp saying that it is Spider Man merchandise! The great god, Google, had no answers for me on this day. 

Mystery Lamp

Teddy also had the pleasure of meeting the punch machine that lives in the back of the bar I work at. It's a mean one! If you don't hit it just right, your wrist, aw hell, your whole hand is pretty much ruined for the week. I've broken a few nails. It was either that, or break a face. Darkness.

Punch machine...

versus Teddy.

Let's just say that Teddy won...The boxing babe sprained his wrist a wee bit, but he had a good coach. Wrap that wrist up with some ice, and you'll be good as new!

This bitch. 

Aw, Roxanne!!

See you in the litter box!

Weaves of Our Lives

MEOW! Welcome to Fall, everyone!!! I'm so glad that Summer is over. Don't get me wrong...I love Summer. I'm just tired of looking like one of those lost kids from Thunderdome.

It's cute and all. 

In anticipation of all this cold weather, I got a new 'do. Welllll, let's face it. I hated the last one. I asked the weave goddesses for forgiveness. After giving them offerings of hair glue and flat irons, I marched my ass down to Cherry's.

Sittin at the bus stop...Chanel head scarf.

After the usual excruciating amount of time and cheap snacks from the corner store, hunty was all done up.
I went back with an old style. Asymmetrical medium length do! No pink or red highlights this time. Let's keep this simple, OKrrr?

After that was all done, I promptly went across the street and scarfed down some Jamaican food. Curry goat? Check. Rice and beans? Check. Throw a ginger beer in there and call it a niiiggghhhtttt.

This was a fun filled night. My friends and I were rooting for Teddy B. Glaze. This fine gentleman pulled it off during every category. At one point, there was a seer sucker suit and bagel tossing involved. Schmear it.

All of the other contestants gave their best. Topher Gross did some some on stage chest shaving and muffin tossing as well. Ice it.

By the end of the competition, the judges minds were made up. There were tears, curses and other various feelings felt through out the crowd. WINNING.

Just lurking with Murray Hill.

Fashion Weave

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty...! As we all know, fashion week is about to rear it's ugly head. Mark your calendar, tom cats and queens: September 8th- 15th! New York Fashion Week will turn men into mice; lionesses into
cubs.
Everyone fancies themselves to be a fashion designer and boy, do they dress the part...

Paris Fashion Week

 I'm feeling her. She looks comfortable and good to go! I'm questioning that turban(?) though...Maybe she needs a weave-asaurus trax?

Uh, Hiiiiiiiiiiiii!

London Fashion Week  '10

These three are right up my alley. Black on black layering?! Yes! Oh, so somber and stoic?! Yes! English?! Fuck yes! I want to be their friend just so I can borrow their clothes....and not return them. You know. Because we're friends. And that makes it ok. That's what friends are for.

Meow...

Keeping up with the Jones' and all. This hunty be shoppin. I've been watching ALOT of Mad Men lately. I'm already a fan of pencil skirts and this show is just chock full of em. I caught another one to add to the collection. This was a fast cat!

Feral

On another note, I'm sure the entire universe knows about Hurricane Irene. With a diameter one-third the size of the United States, this was no bitch to fuck with.

We were all disappointed. Left with gallons of fresh water, Cliff bars and other emergency supplies. It was just a bunch of rain and a lot of wind.Some people died. Oops. Whatever, Irene. We all know what's really up.

As The Weave Turns

Hey, there kittens! Just another update in the Life & Coifs of Murder & Pennyfeather. Speaking of Pennyfeather, she just had her barfdae on the 21st!. Roxanne had the pleasure of turning one years old. Keep it classy, Rox!

In preparation for the cooler months, I've been getting my hands dirty. Shopping, among other things. *wink* My awesome roomie Karin, is the owner of Better Than Jam out in Bushwick. cuuuttteee things. I had the pleasure of snatching this bad boy up. Karin made this out of what I think is a 50/50 poly cotton blend.

It's just above the knee, and fits like a glove and is oh so delicious. Check out that screen printing job!

These earrings are AMAZING. Maple leaves dipped in resin and they're all dangly and stuff.

kinda looks like everyone's favourite plant

 I got a pairy of vampy pants too! I found myself in Urban Outfitters for some reason. Tween shit. I'm not really a fan of this store, seeing as how nothing is under $50 and it all looks like shit. It was a battle. Red leopard print mini skirt or these pants.

ooo, la la

cuff detail

pocket detail

 Pants won. Now. Prepare yourself for the awesomeness that is...The Boot. I'm going to destroy these by wearing them so much. I pity you, shoe.

You know that moment when you take the first bite of that double fudge brownie you've been craving? That's how I felt when I saw these. Ka-BOOM!

See you in the litter box!

Weave-asaurus Trax

Man, has it been hot. We've had a couple of 100 degree days out here in the Big Apple, but luckily there's been hot parties, hot music and even hotter bodies to keep us feeling cool. Speakin of music, I CAN'T get enough of this track: Ooooooh. This shit is twerk worthy fo sho.

Hellllllllloooooooooo Nurse! This time around I went with a short cut with a swoop. We all know how I like a burst of colour, so I threw some red in there. Ch-ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb! I went to a different salon this time around. Sorry Miss Cherry. *Hangs head* I learned my lesson. The time spent was way longer than usual and the quality? Meh. I will not break routine again. I wanted something shorter that the last cut I had. It was way too hot to have all this hair swishin and swashin all over my neck parts.

Siiiiick....this is definitely, hands down, one of my faves. I think we've found a wiener. New York will be be seeing more of this weave.

On the other side of the litter box....Roxy is still up to her wily ways. Being cute as fuck for one. She manages to stay cool by chillin in the AC, and sipping/playing with ice water. Awwww... How'd I get such a cute cat? Thanks, Jose!!

I've been putting in some beach hours as well with my hunty, Erica. Rockaway Beach has finally crawled out of the darkness and into the light. Back in the day when I was young, (I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a kid again) that was not the place to be. But thanks to some awesome eateries, such as Rippers & Rockaway Taco (fish taco, allow it.)  and "time", Rockaway can once again be not just the thing of legends and Ramones songs. Chewing out a rhythm on my bubble gum.

                                                                           Babe #1

                                                                         Babe #2

I got my bike up and rolling again. I've been so lazy and wrapped up in other things that I forgot what it was like to skid! I'm shopping around for a new whip. If you know someone that wants to get rid of a size 55, let me know. Mama needs some new wheels! Hmmm, Velo City next year?

That's all the hair balls I got for now. See ya in the cat box!!

I Am The Worst One Yet...

I am delicious sweat. Dear Babes in Toyland, you still rock.

I've been forgetting all about blogging due to the amazing weather that New York has been having. That and some bumps in the road called life. Last I checked, there was my barf dae in April promptly followed by a kitty crisis. One thing at a time...

My barf dae was amazing! Hair done, nails done, alllllllll that. My hunty, Erica, threw me quite the party at Kitty @ Wreck Room. She made a  giant cat pinata, and cup cakes! Lion and tigers and bears! Meow!

That's the remnants of the cat pinata on my head.

I found the perfect birthday dress at a thrift store. LBD!! A little black satin shift. Damn, grrl. I was thanking the fashion faeries because I knew what I wanted to wear but had no idea if I would find it. Whew!

Here's a creepy late night zombie photo taken at my barf dae BBQ...Braaaaiiinnnsssss.......nom, nom, nom.

On to Miss Pennyfeather.. That cat thought it would be a good idea the eat some thread that was lying around! BAD KITTY. The thread worked it's way into her little belly and did some damage. Big time damage. But no worries! Everything worked out just fine. Roxanne went into surgery, had a great recovery and is back to her old antics. No strings attached.

Pay no attention to the scarf with the fringe on it.

Well, ta for now. See you in the litter box!