Where Have I Been?!?!

Oh yeah- excessivly planning for and then attending War. You may recall that I've made many attempts over the past few years to make the trip out to Potrero (here and here) but they never panned out. We just got back into town yesterday and I have some serious nerdiness hangover.

Setting up my massive and fabulous bell tent. It's actually a Soul Pad. I will never sleep in a nylon tent again....well, if I can help it.

 A break after the hard labor.

 I think CJ was a little overwhelmed.

My favorite part of War- early mornings with coffee and friends.

 Silly boys.

CJ- feeling more at home wearing a Princess Mononoke outfit.

Fever, chills and Duck Friends

So, this blog has gone from an attempt to document my day to day delvings into vintage style to some sort of odd online sickness tracker.
I've got the flu- going on day 5 now.
5 days where the biggest thing I've done is move from my bed to the couch without feeling like I was going to pass out. In all hopes, I'm on the backside of this and will be back in working order soon. But until then, I'm stuck inside with little to do except troll the internet. And my word, nothing is worse for my bank account then sickness fueled etsy searches.
I've restrained myself so far from buying anything- oddly enough, even though I do the majority of my shopping online, I tend to be a very hesitant buyer. It usually takes a few days of fawning over the item and then another few day trying to find comparable lower cost versions before I actually buy anything.
It's only a matter of time though so perhaps there will be a little "package" post next week.

Photos? Yeah, I have a few shots from the mini trip I took last week with the family to Palm Springs. Not so much my ideal of vacation but really, any travel is nice. And the area was a big jet-set locale for the Rat Pack during the 60's so I suppose it sort of fits the "Formerly Vintage Activities" tag....

There and back again-

My good lord.
I've just returned from a four day long trip into the mountains with three of my best friends. It was a fantastic time - rivaling the original Idyllwild trip, I think.


And I'd love to tell you all about it but I seem to have caught a cold somewhere along the way so I'm less then eloquent at the moment.
And as for photos, well....I took over 100 during the trip so if you'd like to see them, feel free to hop on over to my facebook album as I haven't got the energy to repost them all here.


And hey, I'll leave you with some videos a video we took of sledding fun.


(I do actually have two videos but the second is taking much longer to upload then I had originally thought. I'll post the second one as soon as it finishes.)

Things I love about November

The cold is finally starting.

So, the last week of October is was dry and hot and then boom!

November hits with rain, then downpour and now cloudy cold.

Which makes it perfect weather for staying in my pajamas and drinking coffee all day.

I get to resurrect my winter clothes.

Which means digging out the Great White Coat and all my fun long socks.

The holidays and parties and general fun times with the G.T.G's. 

One more great thing about Nov is that our trip to Idyllwild is only a month away. Eka is coming back to visit for the Christmas break and a group of us are heading up to the mountains for a couple days in the snow. I'm so excited: seeing my dear friend again, spending time with great friends and revisiting one of my absolute favorite places. I can't wait!

Come one Come all! Buy a piece of Revamp Vixen memorabilia!

Yes, I'm doing it. 

It's begun.

The massive slow selling off of most of my lovely and adored junk. Shoes, hats, war garb, camping gear, books and miscellaneous things that won't be making the trip back East with me. I'm so sad to see these things go but I need the money and the space. All I can keep are the memories of my treasured possessions. Sob, sob....

Okay, do you now feel appropriately pitiful towards me?

Good, now go check out my Ebay page and feel free to bid on something :)

Vintage shoes, hats and more to be added soon.

And some stuff over on my Esty page. 

Relocation

Hello again. As the title hopefully indicates, I've decided (mostly) that I want to and will move out of San Diego. Despite my best efforts, I am completely wasted on my hometown. I've never lived outside of California and maybe the biggest reason, I'm bored and want a change. So, I'll be packing up the essentials (clothes, shoes and cat) into the car and heading back east. Rochester Ny mainly- South Wedge area specifically.

SW is pretty much a mix of Golden Hill-South Park and a little barrio thrown in. Turn of the century buildings, vegan bakeries and about a million coffeeshops. (That last one is high priority) The area is just now going under gentrification, so it's still got a lot of flavour without one being swamped with drug-addled trash. Living in Rochester means I'll finally be part of my extended family, I can watch my baby sister grow up and I'll be able to rent an awesome architectural place without needed three jobs and a roommate.

In addition to the Farmers market done weekly, they have Wedgestock- a craft/food/music/arts fest something akin to the Adams Ave street faire.

Oh, did I mention the community based victory garden? I will most defiantly be going in on a plot here.

Plus Rochester has it's own waterfalls. Two of them actually.

 And they do a Tweed Ride! Now, yes I know San Diego also has a tweed ride and I've never gone. But that's because I'm lazy and San Diego has too many hill for my curvy ass to go pedaling up and down.

 Highland Park- Rochester may be crazy small compared to SD but it's got some serious beauty to it. I realize this is a pretty ambitious undertaking, between saving up enough cushion money, a 5 day cross country drive with a cat, finding a new job and apartment. Not to mention I've never lived with "real" weather before. But I can't help being excited at the prospect of moving.

And the WrapUp!

 The last day-which we spent at the buffet, in the hotel room and by the pool (well, I did) We didn't even go out that night, just ordered pizza and watched endless episodes of American Restoration on TV.

 I do love this filter on my camera phone. I wish I could have it on my actual camera.

 View from the pool- I could have stayed there all day.

 And so ends our Vegas trip and signals the return to normalcy. We stopped in Baker to refuel the car and ourselves. And again, I spied the huge demon devil crow but he flew off before I could get a photo. 

So Eka drew me a picture of him.

And Round Two!

It really makes me laugh that some of these pictures are exact copies of those from the last trip.

 

 

 Ingredients for fun: champagne, rum, leftover thai food and high heeled shoes.

God,  there's a lot of photos of us just sitting in the salon chairs.

 I was upset by the bad karaoke renditions so I just sang my own.

 

We decided to jump on the bandwagon and do some owling.

The First Batch of Vegas Photos

Well, these should have gone up 4 days ago when we got back in. But I was called into work straight away so I'm just now getting around to it.

 Take-out Thai food. By the end of the trip, our whole room was filled with trash and smelled like beef jerky.

 

 And all this time I was worried I've been getting a tan.

 I loved our teal painted wall in the hotel room.

This is only the first half of the photos. More to come....

Dangit!

I completely forgot to do some sort of pre-vacation post. Hmm... well, the trip is turning out amazingly similar to it predecessor so let's just revisit this post and call it good for this Vegas trip as well. 

Multiple photos to follow....

In the mountains and in my own head

I love when I know exactly where I was on this day in years past. It doesn't happen all that often since my memory is less then top notch. But on holidays and memorable ones, it always pleases me to look back.

Last year, today, I was finishing the two hour drive to Idyllwild. Starting my week long grand mal in a sense that would end my broken heart induced hibernation. One last week to be alone, away from my life; to get drunk as I pleased and wallow in my pain. And hopefully come out on the other side ready to start again. I did and I did.

 

 

It was exactly what I wanted it to be- quiet and cold and slow. Dear Mother was a little worried about me taking a vacation by myself but she bought me a can of dog spray and felt better.

 

 

I want very much to go back- maybe bring the gals along this time. And lots of wine.