Monday, November 28, 2011


Sometimes I feel bad for my hairdresser. She is super talented and super creative, and she gets stuck doing boring haircuts all of the time.  I went in on Saturday and she asked what I wanted. I said, "Have you ever seen the movie Klute with Jane Fonda and Donald Sutherland?" She squealed. She said yes. I asked her to give me an updated version of that look.

Here are pics of Jane Fonda from that era (early '70's) if you aren't familiar with it.

Jane Fonda Klute shag

Jane Fonda Klute shag

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Jane Fonda shag

Jane Fonda Shag Klute

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Jane Fonda shag Klute 2

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Jane Fonda shag Klute

So....I love my new 'do. But a few days into it and I am struggling to get it just right. But that is ok. It is fun, it dries fast, I don't have to bother with much more than a blow dryer, and it is fab.  I can't make it look as good as my hairdresser did, but that is usually the case!  I know it will be a nightmare to grow out someday, but whatever! It is only hair! :)

And I am having a helluva time getting a decent shot of my own hair [plus I am super camera-shy], so you'll just have to use your imagination!   I know -- what a gyp.  HA.


Sunday, November 27, 2011

Recipe + Recap

spiced pecans and pepitas, martha stewart recipe drollgirl
Spiced Pecans and Pepitas (before baking).  
I am a slacker and didn't take a picture after baking.  Whatever.   You get the idea.

If you like spicy nuts (snicker), you might enjoy this recipe. It is one of the recipes I tried out for Thanksgiving, and I can't stop grubbing on it.

Spiced Pecans and Pepitas

2 cups pecan halves
3/4 cup raw pepitas (hulled green pumpkin seeds), about 3 ounces
1 1/2 teaspoons vegetable oil
2 teaspoons chili powder
1 1/4 teaspoons coarse salt

Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Toss together pecans, pepitas, oil, chile powder, and salt on a rimmed baking sheet, and spread in a single layer. Bake, stirring once, until well toasted, about 10 minutes. Let cool completely.

Thanksgiving. How was yours? Mine was pretty good. I spent it with manfriend and his family. I was N-E-R-V-O-U-S, but everybody was pretty nice. There were a few moments where I thought I WILL NEVER FIT IN WITH THESE PEOPLE, and WHAT'S WITH ALL THE INSIDE JOKES, and THE NOISE LEVEL THESE CHILDREN ARE PRODUCING IS ALARMING, but all in all it was pretty good [delicious and strong Sangria sure helped things out]. Except one part suuuuuuuuucked. Sigh.

His ex-wife showed up to drop off his kids. As I turned around to meet her, my face fell about 5 feet. SHE. WAS. GORGEOUS. ABSOLUTELY STUNNING. JAW-DROPPINGLY PRETTY. Which pretty much sucked ass [because I am shallow like that and I was hoping she was a troll] and felt like a punch in the gut. I immediately felt like a hideous beast. BLARGH! But she was nice and polite, and I guess she can't REALLY help it if she is gorgeous. BUT DAMMIT!!!!!!!! So that particular thing needled at me for a good half hour.  But whatever. Exes are usually exes for a reason.

His sisters also happen to be GORGEOUS. Cripes! One of them is 6'5" (!!!!!!!!!) and a STUNNER. The other one is a plus-size model and cuter than you can believe. Thanks for making me feel like PLAIN JANE. Bah!  

In one terrifying moment manfriend's 10-year-old son choked on a sucker and his aunt had to give him the Heimlich Maneuver.  IT WAS SCARY.  We all saw him hork up the offending matter (gross), and the rest of the kids spent the next 20 minutes re-enacting the entire episode, complete with falling down and pretend barfing everywhere.  Kids are weird.

Also, his mother kept trying to take pictures of me, and it was all I could do not to tackle her to make her stop.  That has GOT to stop. IF SOMEONE TELLS YOU THEY DO NOT LIKE TO HAVE THEIR PICTURE TAKEN, DO NOT TAKE THEIR PICTURE!!!!!!

Humph.  Anywhoo, I survived.  One holiday down, one to go.  :]


Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Thanksgiving Jitters

lone ranger tonto, happy thanksgiving, drollgirl

Is anybody else a little bit nervous about Thanksgiving? I am going to spend Thanksgiving with manfriend and his extended family. GULP. This will be my first time hanging out with his entire family, and I am totally fucking nervous. I have asked a million questions: who will be there, what should I bring, how long will it take, are there pets I can hang out with, is there a backyard, will there be booze, etc. When I asked if it would be casual or dressy, and what should I wear, manfriend paused and said, "Wellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll, it would be much appreciated if you dressed as either a pilgrim or an Indian."

Thankfully he was kidding. At least I hope so.


Monday, November 21, 2011

Gerard Lange

Gerard Lange, Champs Gym, 2007

Gerard Lange, Flo's Kitchen, 2007

Gerard Lange, White's Tires, 2007

Gerard Lange, JCPenney, 2007

Gerard Lange, Buses Only, 2007

Gerard Wilson, Farmers Warehouse, 2007

Gerard Lange, Las Amicas, 2007

Gerard Lange, Wilson Upholstery, 2007

Gerard Wilson, U B Ush'em Car Wash, 2007

Gerard Lange, R.S. Deans, 2007

Gerard Wilson, Jesus Saves, 2007

Gerard Wilson, Bail Bonding, 2007

Gerard Lange, Worrell's Seafood, 2007

Gerard Wilson, Faulkner Neon, 2007

Gerard Wilson, Latino Car Lot, 2007

Gerard Lange, Hi Dollar Warehouse, 2007

Gerard Wilson, Cemetery Dumpster, 2007

Notes from the artist on WILSON, NC:

"I've always thought that photography is akin to anthropology," says Gerard Lange. His latest series, Wilson, NC, offers a textured portrait (a la early Walker Evans) of a town that was built in the golden-leaved heyday of the tobacco industry. Wilson has suffered the worst of the industry's downsizing, exacerbating already tense race relations in the town as development is pushed to the outskirts, long-standing Wilson families are forced to close their shops, and new, ad hoc businesses are set up in the abandoned buildings. Lange's crumbling storefronts say much about the town's people, though no Wilsoners appear in any of the shots. "I removed any location specific things: trees, stop signs." The results are eerily toy-like vignetted compositions that play on the concept of a "model" community. "The lower class is trying to make their way up," he says, "and the upper class is trying to hold on to an idea of what Wilson, NC is supposed to be."