Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Legalize Frostitution

Maybe when I called this shirt the greatest tee ever, I spoke too soon. (available here)

Monday, September 29, 2008

High. Waisted. Let the good times roll.

No, no, dear reader, I am not participating in substance abuse, mind you. I am just infatuated by my new skirt. You know if I *had a camera* maybe I could capture myself wearing it, along with today's outfit, in it's shiny, happy, yellow glory, awkward poses and all.

But, alas, my photographic friend has faced one too many frightening encounters with bowls of cake batter (please, don't ask). No worries, folks, my handy dandy pack of 25 Sharpies and ancient scanner are here to save the day! Look, I even managed to capture the awkward pose!
P.S. Supertalent Courtney from Shopaholic Chic achieved Maharishi t-shirt DIY success! If my procrastination does not get the best of me, I'll attempt my own version soon.

P.S.S. (or is it P.P.S?) My thoughts on last weeks Project Runway: YOU DO NOT MESS WITH TIM GUNN, KENLEY. WATCH YOUR BACK.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

I'd like to supersize that,please, Miuccia.

This book makes me insanely happy. It's like Fast Food Nation for the fashion industry. Possible book club read? (Speaking of which, you all need to join. NOW.)

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Project Runway Recap: Outsie Daisy*

I'm so very sorry about the lack Project Runway posts, dear reader, but, like I've said before, this show is getting on my nerves. I was a very very bad viewer and went ahead and looked at the Bryant Park collections on line.

Let me tell you, I'm pretty certain who is going to win that I'd bet a pan of Nutella brownies (heads up, I'm going to attempt to create these in the coming weeks) over it. Yep.
Alrighty then, here are some of my thoughts on last night's episode:
+When Joe first mentioned "skirt suit" my reaction went something like this "-no surprise whatsoever- Uh, come one Joe. NO ONE wears a a skirt suit, unless of course it's 1984 and your name is Alexis Carrington Colby. That's right, a Dynasty reference, I WENT THERE. You know what, wait, no. You probably took that as a compliment, being that when you call something 'sharp,' you're not referring to a pair of scissors. No siree."

Although, his final look seemed fit for someone who wanted be a "sexy librarian" for Halloween and failed miserably.

+ Dear Jerrell,
Effective immediately: please abort all wearing of chapeaus that resemble the love child of a portobella mushroom and a tarantula.

The Committee For The Well Being of All Humanity

+Dear Kenley,
No one likes you anymore, well, except you. Sure, you dress super cute and we often drool over your hair accessories, but I'm convinced your only good qualities are dressing super cute and making drool worthy hair accessories. Get a muzzle already.
The Greater Good of All Mankind

+Be warned: I dry heaved, then got down on my hands and knees, begging the Lord to give me my sight back after my retinas were burned from the picture below.

*I'm not quite sure why the episode was called this, because Joe is out,maybe? But he is, certainly, no daisy. No, no, he is more like a dandelion, and not even in the cute "Aww, look at the dandelion!" way, more like the "Why have you lasted so long in my yard, even though you deserved to be weeded weeks ago?" sort of way.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Little. But oh so big.

I have come to realize the fact that I am a cold, heartless person. Why,dear reader, you may ask? Well it goes a little something like this:

I stumbled upon these looks from Little Marc by Marc Jacobs. Instead of cooing to myself "Aww, look at the chic little children. Too cute!,"the monster inside me started uttering unladylike phrases of jealously. "You are five. You will get spaghetti sauce all over that. Darn you, five-year-old hipster!"

I then quickly reminded myself that it is a good week when I have only gotten food on two of my shirts. So, I will just look up (or down, i guess...) to these tots for some outfit inspiration, because really, can we ever have enough?

Friday, September 12, 2008

Oh, just the greatest tee. Ever.

Why must you cost $69 AUD? According to my Google guided calculations, that's $55.53. Don't you know that my weekly income consists of $0.85 and some Canadian coin I found in my couch?

I will now proceed to pray to the Forever 21 gods for a cheap imitation. Le sigh.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Red Velvet Cake Bites*

These cake bites (via Bakerella) are quite possibly the greatest achievement in cake since the cupcake. Yes, they're that amazing.

Want to make new pals? Make your parents forget about that "intimate gathering" with 56 of your closest friends you held while they were out of town last week? Make these. People will worship at your feet.

While my attempt to make them was certainly not as pretty, they we're scrumptious. Be warned: the cute little bite factor will fool you into eating five. Or seven. Believe me, I know -wallows in self guilt-.

*Bakerella actually calls these Red Velvet Cake Balls. I just have a weird qualm about eating desserts associated with the word "balls".I blame it all on this EPIC SNL skit I was traumatized by as a small child:

Monday, September 8, 2008

Highly Coveted Objects (Part 2 of 10607)

There is too much to love about this t-shirt dress by Maharishi. Oh the trompe l'oeil necklace! The puff sleeves! Somebody get me a hanes tee and some fabric paint, stat. I spy a DIY in my future.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

All The Cool Kids Are Doing It.

That's right,folks, anybody who's anybody is joining the Quirky & Co. Book Club.

I've decided that our first Quirky and Company book club read will be I Was Told There'd Be Cake by Sloane Crosley. I know I'm being a bit of a book club tyrant (if there ever was such a thing...) by picking the book without the highly intelligent opinions of you, dear reader, but I chose it because a.) after reading the first few essays of the book, I've deemed it quite hilarious, b.) I thought since we can't have real snacks, we might as well read a book with cake in the title,C.) just look how darn pretty that cover is, and d.) I had a coupon for 20% off bestselling paperbacks and we all know that I am a cheapskate.

If you'd like to join:
1. Post a comment expressing your interest.
2. Mosey on over to your local bookstore or library (or bum your friend with really great taste in literature's copy) and pick up a copy of the book.
3. Devour every single page of it by the end of September (Don't worry, if you don't finish it until October 1st, we won't kick you out, I'll just give you really dirty looks from behind my my computer monitor.Kidding!).
4. E-mail me (quirkyandcompany@gmail.com) your thoughts, likes/dislikes, and favorite parts etc. of the book to be included in an upcoming post.

P.S. If you're a member of the Teen Vogue forums, let me know, so, just like the twinset wearing, crudites eating counterparts, we can coordinate an actual discussion.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Gossip Girl (and Boy)

I'm digging this fall look from Lorick by Abigail Lorick (via NYMag). If you remember correctly, dear reader, she got her start when Gossip Girl used her line as Eleanor Waldorf's on the show. Speaking of Gossip Girl, did anyone else tune in the other night? Did anyone else catch the annoyingly obnoxious product placements for Dunkin' Donuts, Vitamin Water, and a bajillion other things?

I really love to hate Gossip Girl. I've come to the realization that I cannot watch that show without screaming at the television in disgust multiple times. "YOU ARE ALL SPOILED BRATS. Yes, even you, Humphrey children ,who live on the "wrong side of the tracks." Last time I checked, Jenny, poor kids don't carry multiple Foley and Corinna bags and live in chic Williamsburg lofts!"

"You all need to go to church on your way to rehab!""Come on, Nate, you can do so much better than that Botox injected cougar. Seriously, this whole hot teenage boy affair plot is the most overdone thing in television. Desperate Housewives anyone?"

I'm really quite tired of everyone looking to Blair and Serena as the style icons of the show. Last night's headband count was a very disappointing 4. Maybe that's because they're in the Hamptons and they're supposed to be "relaxed" or something (I wouldn't know how one is suppose to dress in the Hamptons. I only know that is where Ina Garten magically makes roast chicken and chocolate cake while donning a denim smock.).
I think we all need to direct our attention to the real style icon of this show, Mr. Chuck Bass. Yep, some are even calling him the next Carrie Bradshaw.

Is it weird that I find myself wondering "Where can I get a shrunken version of that blazer Chuck is sporting?" Yeah, I thought so...

P.S. Please read this reality index of the episode. It will make you spit out your water onto the keyboard like I *might* have done just a few minutes ago.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Highly Coveted Objects (Part 1 of 9387)

Today is September 1st. I am grieving. I just polished off a breakfast of lumberjack proportions. I am moping around in shorts with an elastic waistband (yes, dear reader, you read that correctly). These facts could only mean one thing: summer is over (actually, I do mope around in unattractive sweats and eat a huge breakfast everyday...hmm). Soon, I have to return to that scary, ugly, and sort of slimy (seriously, folks, I have learned the hard way that you should not wear your pretty shoes to school unless you would like them to end up covered in unidentifiable trashcan liquid at the end of the day) place called school.

I WOULD have posted my potential first day outfits here, IF I had a working camera AND a cord to upload photos. I MIGHT have even shown you my AMAZING lavender skinny jeans that I got on SALE. Or the Doo Ri Chung/Teen Vogue DIY shirt that surprisingly turned out wearable after the 8 HOURS I spent creating it. Or MAYBE even my red belt that I found at Goodwill for $1.99, but alas, I cannot, because me and technology aren't friends at the moment.
So, instead, I'll just appease you with these pretty things that I want for fall.

1. American Apparel Striped Cardigan. Even though your ads often times resemble something you might find in a publication hidden underneath a pubescent boy's bed (AHEM.WINK,WINK. COUGH,COUGH), American Apparel, I will not hesitate to hand over my hard earned $44 dollars for this cardigan. It's just that perfect.

2.Marc By Marc Jacobs Patent Pumps. I hate you, Bloomingdale's shoe sale rack. I hate it when you toy with my emotions when you hold these beauties, which I have been swooning over for the last 3 months, in my size, underneath the sign that clearly reads "TAKE AN EXTRA 40% OFF!" I hate it when said shoes fit like a glove the salesgirl informs me that they are misplaced and are, in fact, not on sale. -Intense anger towards inanimate object-.

3. Old Navy Turquoise Patent Belt. Not only is this belt pretty and affordable, it kind of reminds me of the blue Fruit Rollups (and anyone worth knowing will tell you the blue Fruit Rollups are the best kind).