Archive for June, 2011


Posted in Frippery on June 25th, 2011 by Annabelle – Be the first to comment

Haunted by a cross-body bag!


So, am I the only one who dreams about, er, shopping?  I know, it’s an appalling sign of rampant consumerism and so on, and I never did it until I moved to New York, but I do sometimes dream about shopping.  This mostly happens after I’ve been stalking some particular thing online (like the dream I had about trying on those fabulous Viktor & Rolf strappy sandals).  Occasionally, though, I’ll just dream about shopping and finding some particularly amazing thing that I am then obsessed with even when I know perfectly well that it does not exist.

A little over a  year ago, I dreamed about shopping for handbags, and I dreamed that I found a little structured fold-over Kate Spade bag in sky-blue patent leather.  I am a fan of smaller bags, a fan of structure, and a fan of patent leather, so that wasn’t exactly shocking.  Dreams can be strangely compelling, though; even after you’re awake, your mind can still be so full of the thing that was so important in the dream that you have trouble thinking about anything else.  Despite the fact that I knew perfectly well I wasn’t likely to find sky-blue patent leather in the middle of winter, I still had to look to see if that bag actually existed — and then scour Zappos and Piperlime and Endless and every other site I could lay my hands on just to see.

It didn’t exist, of course, at Kate Spade or anywhere else.  So I forgot about it and moved on.  Until this season.  Behold the bag above.  Okay, it’s not patent leather, but aside from that it’s eerily similar to the bag I dreamed about.  I can’t tell you how weird this feels.  It’s supposed to be an IMAGINARY bag!  But here it is.  I don’t really need another cross-body bag, although I do get good use out of them, but I am really having trouble turning away from this thing.  My dream bag actually materialized!  Does this mean I am fated to buy it?  I almost feel like I’d be tempting fate NOT to buy it.

The Boy says this means my dreams are prophetic.  I’m hoping that doesn’t mean the dream I had last night about living in Vegas and being an illegitimate daughter of Tom Jones is about to materialize.

Confessions of A Twilight Shirker

Posted in Amusements on June 10th, 2011 by Annabelle – Be the first to comment

I have a confession: I have never read the Twilight books. Or seen the movies. I am not on Team Edward, or even Team Jacob. For a girl who has watched a long parade of intermittently terrible and rapidly-canceled vampire shows (“Forever Knight,” anyone? “Kindred: The Embraced”? “Dracula: The Series”? I have watched them all), that’s pretty shocking. Everyone has seen/read Twilight. Or at least everyone not disqualified from reading foofy teenage romances by presence of excess testosterone.

I just can’t bring myself to do it. I know they are crazy popular. It’s like refusing to read Harry Potter. (Hey! I’ve read them! Don’t get excited!) All the same. I get the distinct impression from everything I’ve head that the books’ attitude toward women, relationships, sex, and what constitutes love is creeptastic. (Also, Robert Pattinson as a romantic lead makes me snicker, but that’s a separate problem.) I am pretty sure that they would annoy me, so I am just missing out on this massive cultural wave.

That’s not to say that I’m missing out on the current vampire mania entirely. There’s even more vampire fiction out there than there is talk about the Zombiepocalypse. The problem is, an awful lot of it is, well, trash. That doesn’t keep me from reading it (reference the above series that I really did watch anyway), but it gets a little tedious. Sex + scrappy heroine + gorgeous vampire = book sales, apparently. I like vampire books and films, but even I think the vampire thing has gone a little overboard.

Vampire lovers, don’t despair! I am here to hurl myself into the sea of mediocre vampire novels and throw out a few pearls for your delectation. read more »