getting ready for the ghostly west.

I have been absorbing myself with all of the information possible to retain about the gold rush/ wild west. At the same time I have been reading "to hell on a fast horse" about billy the kid, "tales of the tombstone" which is a collection of stories from the west, watching movies like crazy and opening my ears more often for the history that lays beneath all of this trash in san francisco. the book that i have been spending the most time with is "Madeline" it's an autobiography, which i love , nothing is better than a first hand account, and i feel like i know her. not like reading other books about prostitutes, she tells stories about her time in the "houses" and her experiences with other girls. She didn't drink, and she was highly intelligent for her class, age and time.

When I am done with this book, I feel I will go over page repeatedly until they are disintegrated.
This is not Madeline on the cover, another reason why I am so intrigued, I haven't put much effort into finding out if this is true, but from what I know she is the only person with accounts of herself. Why everyone should at one time sit down and write about their life. Because one day some years from now, when someone is trying to tell history in one way, they'll have your account to prove them wrong.
Rosa May. Beautiful prostitute of Virginia City, who later moved onto Bodie, Ca ( a ghost town i have yet to see, when brian and i went high in the sierra's just to see Bodie, the roads were closed due to excessive snow fall, hug bummer)

She was a good person and took care of the men she visited in more than one day, she helped to heal sick and gave money to the poor. but she was hated by every woman in the city of Bodie where she settled. I am reading a book written about This guy trying to find more out about her, it's written in the 70's so the guy says "whore" all the time, which is highly inappropriate and other types of language that we would steer clear from publishing now a days. Not to mention he reflects his stories back to himself , he's not a very good writer (at all) He mis-spelled Hawthorne writing "Hawthorme" which i can see the mistake, but c'mon buddy.

This is also harder to read after reading "Madeline" because this guy is trying to paint a picture of what it would look like and it seemed like he had just been watching a shit ton of Bonanza. (funny, because rosa may lived on a street named Bonanza)

speaking of Bonanza, Miss Lotta Cabtree was portrayed in the pilot episode. She was a young girl when she started on the stage in San Francisco , she entertained the miners that needed to be reminded of their children, as she sang and danced she made the miners cry for home. by the time she was 12 Lola Montez ( famous west singer) had found her and saw talent right away. She asked Lotta's mother if she could take her to europe , since at this time they had been in Grass Valley for a couple of years . She refused and saw potential back in San Francisco where acts were everywhere like crazy, but child actors were the ticket to fame and fortune. Because (sadly) when a man sees another woman, he hardly thinks of his wife, but when he sees a child, his children soon come to mind.

Lotta donate a drinking fountain for the horses of San Francisco, which is now at the intersection of Kearny and Market. I think i had lunch there one day, without knowing. I will go back and take some pictures for next time.
This is me getting ready for the west with my gunne sax dress, bonnet, wicker handbag, compass and whiskey
The bonnet on the left is a historical piece, not sure how old but too old for me to wear everyday, i tried getting pictures of the stitching where you can see that it is all hand done, but i couldn't get a good photo. the one of the right is one that i made based on my theory of how the other one was made.

wicker basket for he trip

brian took pictures as i got a personalized no slow jams box ready for a customer

add a note and a little gift

get it in there all pretty like

this one is little plain due to my not having anymore spray paint

Dry erase markers rule.

my cat can be the most annoying creature in the world, but i do lover her so much.

I can leave you with my favorite way to cook brussels sprouts. they have a bad reputation and i'd like to clear it fro them. and no i'm not some weirdo vegan / vegetarian freak. i just really like brussels sprouts

3-4 tablespoons of vegetable oil

salt

pepper

1/5 onion

some brussels sprouts

in a small pan start with heating up the vegetable oil while you cut the onion, which i have a special way of doing that prevents crying... below

sprinkle a bit of salt and pepper in the oil and then let the onion saute for about 2 minuets, cook on medium

while that sautes you can cut the brussels sprouts in half lengthwise so when you put them in you make sure to put the flat side down in the pan

let them saute for a bit, you might need to add some more vegetable oil if it seems like the pan is drying out, because you really want that cripsy-ness

next you just keep flipping, stirring and having fun .

should take about 6-10 minuets to cook. no time at all to prepare.

sounds like artists food to me.

******if you cut the onion in half from top to bottom, then take one of the halves after peeling the outer layer and cut off the top, i should have taken pictures and i probably will do this again, but if you cut length-wise so your not cutting anything off, just making slices that stay attached to the bottom root, then slice again in layers from the point where you cut the other half of the onion, to the other side******

that was hard.

GIVEAWAY!!!!!!

I'm hosting a blog giveaway for a couple of items that will be announced in the next week, subscribe to find out what the giveaway will be!!!! mu-hahahahahha

flowers, sequins, and strawberries

i think i may have told you i am obsessed with sequins and practically anything shiny right? the black sequin top i got from a thrift store in Angels Camp called Good Stuff , which i love that name. The skirt is j. crew according to the label, i got them at the Buffalo Exchange in Vegas, which is a great place to go, cause all of the ladies that lose their luck sell their clothes. my belt and headband i got from scrap scrapsf.com, awesome place!!! tis a goodwill for artists. the mask is just a party mask and the disco ball earring i bought to be clarrissa from clarrissa explains it all for halloween. $4 at Piedmont on Haight. And the sweater is something Brian found for me on the street. I'm a thrifty shopper

yup that's my dress, in a window! Needles and Pens on 16th and Guerrero is holding some of my dresses, and the woman that runs the place, put this dress in the window while i was there, it made me extremely happy :)

this is a shot from inside the shop

oh my gosh! i can't believe i was lucky enough to find these!!! 2.00 at thrift town, hell yeah!!!! i'm going to make some amazing dresses with this

here are some examples of the shoes i kinda made for the runway show. i hot glued flowers to the heels, i was planning on covering the shoes. but i really liked these and i think i will do that with the next pair.

strawberries, floral and lace. pretty much my favorite combo. hope you like it too :)

for now.......

i'm going to try to post daily now.....

so something that no one knows about me until they come into my house is that i am a thief. i am a thief of salt and pepper shakers. yes lock me up i take them from everywhere, my new favorite one is from denny's. i have one for every event but have lost track. i have labeled the important ones and they are everywhere int he house. so i have three spice racks and that is still not enough to hold them all. this although looks clear because we moved out of the pantry room ( 5 ft by 9.5 ft) and into a real room where i have many ledges to put them on. my room mates are happy because i know they have been wanting to throw all of them out. so to make them happy i changed a bunch of them to shakers for other herbs and spices. there you go. that's that.

my family's greek friends gave me a gift for christmas, and wrote my name in greek. okay sometimes i'm a hoarder, which you could probably already tell by my shaker collection , but even some of my family can't spell my name right let alone in greek.

the white cat shaped figure on the top is not a pepper shaker it is actually a perfume bottle from the 60's.

skull glasses rule school, some more pepper shakers as you can see. i like pepper more than salt so that's usually what i take. a little coozy from the first person i sent a dress to, i gave her a mix tape and she sent one back with the coozy. i love presents. dinosaurs and cats. picture in the back of my dad, pat martino, and me on my dad's birthday. my big bow ring, skull cameo ring.
best .99 cent record, Amadeus, and all of the other classical records you find in the dollar bin at ameoba. the little soldier is from my grandpa. i hadn't seen him in a really long time before visiting him again and he gave me this because when i was 2 and visiting him, i wouldn't stop carrying it around and would cry without it. the ring is my grandmother's college ring, university of arkansas '79 with a BA in Art. she's cool. the ring is on top of a paris music box i got when guess what? ..we were in paris! it plays la vie en rose. the picture is of my sister , she is drawing a comic about the annoying brother (based on our brother) more bugs and dinosaurs

this just makes me really happy. this is about the time i had the pink liberty spikes i talked about in the previous post, where i had cut up t-shirts even my blink/ green day pop disaster tour !!!! this queers show was funny because there weren't that many people there, but a lot of old punks and they didn't like me. i wasn't much of a mosher at 14, i was more of a dancer. so i think they were a little pissed my my vibe. but like i said not many people were there so i was singled out, the guys grabbed me at one point and tried to get me to join in the mosh. i fucking hate it when people do that. i don't give a fuck if you don't think i'm hardcore. i just came here to have fun, and not exactly with you. right under those two you can see the steve ignorant playing crass ticket. this was a fun one. ah hem....

so in a nut shell.....

i am in a band called statutory apes. people hate us because of our name, but have no problem telling us they love our music, but since we refuse to change our name, the p.s. bullshit san francisco punk community has taken to boycott us. (fuck you)

people have said things like "oh well there is a girl in the band , so that's cool"

or

"i love your music but i hate your name"

or

"you guys are just dumb, like whenever we try to ask you about you , your reasoning isn't good enough"

what does this have to do with this show? i'll tell ya kids,

this show was protested by the same people that hate us and boycott us, and basically started a bandwagon of assholes that feel like they can dictate what goes on in the punk community. fuck you who the fuck are you tell me that i can't do something? ya your punk as fuck, give me more rules, dick.

anyways steve ignorant says "fuck em i'll take every damn one of em"

ohhhhh i have a tape idea....

stories to everything i guess

got these from people and places in france. would have had more if i had not lost them or had them stolen. (if you have my mona lisa smoking a cigar lighter, please give it back)

pretty floral and pink polkadot.

I always have to post the same picture twice. sorry i don't know how to fix it.

my favorite tape player. but can't use it.... you'll see

due to this feature where you can listen to chipmunk like sounds, i forever hear music as a chipmunk would. it's broken on that setting. not like that when i bought it, just happened one day. bummer!

Elvis coasters

puffy barbie stickers, got on a road trip

brian and i have such pretentious socks.

no slow jams.

hope you like the things i have been working on... go on take a look

Etsy noslowjams

i've been feeling 16 lately.. for the past 8 years

oh my lordie. i can watch this movie everyday of my life. my new little mermaid. well teenage little mermaid. I've been watching this movie since I was 16, and that is when i got my first stick and poke tattoo. haha. i'm loser . i posted my friend's video that she made about home made tattoos. and yes a special interview with me where i get to talk about that stupid tattoo.

Foxfire is the best movie for any teenage girl that hopes for some random person to come into their lives in suburbia to help them find abandoned houses, beat up the pervert teacher, break into school, and make some friends. There are some pretty weird issues with one of the girls, and the movie starts to get really intense and ends on a bad note for the girls, but in the long run the entire experience is better than the daily routines they were driving. i made my traveling friend watch this when she was finally in san francisco and in one place. but then i watched this with her and she left all of a sudden. it was like foxfire, you know making new friends with her, we started a band, went to fun shows and i think we even danced to the cramps.

i will see her soon ,probably maybe someday.

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