Saturday, January 30, 2010

great, now im afraid of bunnies.

So last night i stayed out until 5am. I fell asleep at around 545am. I woke up at 7am and arrived at work at 745am. I was then greeted by my angry new boss who began getting mad at me that i was scheduled to open the store, because i dont know how. Then the person whose shift i was supposed to be covering showed up, informing me that i was taking their shift NEXT Saturday at 8am. KILL ME. That was a complete tangent because the real problem is that i then went home and watched the creepiest movie of all time. It’s called 'Alice'. Made in 1988. There were little to no words, an incredibly scary, talking, claymation bunny, and the main character, Alice, repeatedly turned into a doll as she wandered through the creepiest wonderland i have yet seen. However, the cinematography was amazing and some of the shots made me want to cry because they were so pretty. And while Alice, over all, freaked the hell out of me, it also made me look forward to the Tim Burton Alice in Wonderland in March.

Cute Alice

alice entering wonderland

scary alice

doll alice

effing bunny. that has now ruined my life.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

deux par deux.

I really and truly JUST realized that words don’t express music. I don’t know how I never had this thought before. But seven nation army just came on. And I seriously almost made my facebook status dum dum dum dum dum dum dum. And AS I started writing it, I realized “holy crap. No one will know what this is!” you actually need the rhythm, not just words. And now my mind is blown. Dummmm dum dum dum dum duuuum duuuum. Holy shiz. Still doesn’t do it. Oh my gosh. And even if you get the rhythm from the words, if you say them it still doesn’t sound like a guitar. WOW. It's going to take a while to wrap my mind around this one.

Seriously, button drum, MARRY ME.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

oh what fresh hell is this?

UHHHmm. HO my gosh. I seriously just made the most amazing discovery of my young life. Well, of course we are in love and obsessed with vintage lace so get ready to pee. I was rummaging through my grandma's things and found a huge box of vintage lace - made by my freaking ancestors. There were like a million pieces, all marked with the name of my relative and the date of when they made them. So sick im dying. Seriously. Lace trim, hats, doilies, aprons, table runners, gloves, a skirt, and random scraps. I think it is time to take this box to my grandmother and have her tell me all about it and hopefully teach me how do make lace. She is a truly scary and mean person, but i think it will be worth it. Unfortunately I did not take the time to figure out the camera and take some pictures of this amazing discovery. So here is some other lace stuff, just to make you cry yourself to sleep.

Alright, well i love everyone who reads this blog, Kortney. LATER.

I am warm for your form.

I liiike to call this alien robot ballerina. Dont think about it too hard.

I have finally gotten a job. I don't start until wednesday, so tomorrow i will be figuring out how to use my camera (which i have had for three years, but never used). Then i will take pictures of my recent thrifting/crafting projects. In other news, i caaannot wait untill Loverhead comes home. Well comes closer. Im still an insomniac, so that blows. Goodnight at three twenty am.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

I wish i had cheetah print hair.

This is why i love gap teeth - So just love me for who I am.

Seriously, my kids will never have braces. And when i get dentures (which i inevitably will because of my candy-related eating habbits) i will get them to make ones with built in gaps. This is not a joke. So anyways, tomorrow i plan to do some serious thrifting. So i will have much more to blog about soon. I will actually have to wake up at a reasonable hour because i have a drug test at eleven. So while i am out, i plan to go to a few Goodwill's and look for shoes, things to paint over, something out of which to make curtains, and lace. So that should be fuuuun. Not as fun as getting yelled at in Madrid, but still. LOVE YOU KORTNEY and all the other nonexistant unicorns that read our blog. ha goodnight.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Beat it

Oh how i wish i were in MADRID. Kortney, bring me here.

So, I have not yet ventured too far into the world of crafting. But i really want to! I have been looking for a job and applied at literally 50 places. It is getting sad and pathetic that i have only heard back from a bikini store. However, on the less pathetic side, i discovered that my mom had a panini press, so i made an amazing panini today. Well it was exactly the same as Great Harvest. Ham, Pesto, Havarti, Red peppers, Tomato, and Cucumber. I know you're jealous Kortney, except i'm assuming that spanish food is amazing (other than whatever effects its having on your ibs. Sorry for publishing that. Good thing we're our only followers.) Also, i am currently raising my hand for myself to go to spain. Seriously. Emailing e'er one of those families. Lucky for me in the meantime, i still have thirty rock, stalking european families, and of course lurking on french google. This is getting boring. So here are other cool things i found todaaay.

More fluffy blondes.

Aaaand good night.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Crazy arse foreign children...

Hello Lovers.
I am currently sitting in a cold, three story, victorian mansion on the outskirts of Madrid. It is snowing outside... (evidently the first time in years), and I for one... am starting to wonder what the hell I am doing here. I am very excited to be here as a nanny... but thus far, (two six year olds and a four year old) are really testing their bounds. They are most definitely doing their best to figure me out... and see what they can get away with. The older girl recently told me that she never wanted me to come... and that she only liked her other nanny, and would never like me. Warms your heart eh!? Ha. Either way.. Im confident that the wee ones will warm up within the week... and that I will get used to settling temper tantrums, and find my way around the city. Right now I suppose you could say I am a bit overwhelmed at the prospect of spending all day with whiney small spanish speaking humans... and then setting out to party club solo in the city. The moral to this story is that I have found rachel three families that are willing to take her in as an Au pair immediately so that I do not have to wear my fluffy coat alone in Madrid. All of you who vote yes on Rachel Fabiano coming to Espana... raise your hand.

Moving on.... this home is amazing... as is the landscape of Spain. The walls are covered in 17th century artwork and tapestries some of which are done by very famous Spanish artists. It is about as European as one could ever imagine. Though I would prefer to continue writing... my new 'spanish mobile' is ringing... (though I'm pretty positive nobody has my number)... so I must be going. Party on little ducks... party on.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

What it do

So this is what it do. Im Rachel Fabiano. Kortney Cooper and i have created this blog. When we get together, we often stay up late crafting, painting, and being weird. The end result is usually us getting high off spray paint and coming up with outrageous business plans. The start of those one hundred or so business ideas is this blog, love in a trashcan (technically love iiin a trashcan, as love IN a trashcan was already taken). This semester, Kortney will be in MADRID, nannying, a life which will probably be far more interesting than my sitting on my arse looking for a job in Atlanta. None the less, we will be simultaneously documenting our crafty findings and experiences on this blog. So LEARN IT.