These are from a few jobs I did from a while ago. Greta kindly sent me some images showing some of the murals I worked on.
So long ago we had our first Autostraddle Brunch here in Denver. Since then the group has grown and we have had brunches and gatherings sporadically over the last two years. I have met some really amazing people through these get-togethers. Really brilliant writers, teachers, feminists, fashionistas and so much more. I probably would not have met many of these people if Autostraddle had not repeatedly encouraged us to build our own local real life communities.
So I planned a brunch and park time outing for this recent Saturday. It was great. We ate too much, had some mimosas and headed to a nearby park afterwords. We started at Watercourse Foods, a great vegetarian restaurant, and then we headed to Cheesman Park (otherwise known as the gay beach). I have a special spot under some giant oak trees that I like to lay my blanket and watch adorable queer couples read to each other or watch the half naked gay men play volleyball. It’s always great people watching.
I’m going to miss my Colorado Autostraddle group when I move in June. Y’all are the best!
I’m moving. First across town then across the country in a few months. I have an insane amount of clothes, shoes and accessories. Like rolling-rack-in-my-living-room-aside-from-every-closet-being-full amounts of clothes. I have been going through and thinning out the pieces that are too worn out or don’t fit or that I just don’t feel amazing in. I did pretty well with this project over the last two weeks. . . or so I thought.
After taking two giant car loads full of stuff to Buffalo Exchange and selling $300 worth of clothes and costume jewelry plus multiple trips to the goodwill donation center, I am still left with two really full closets. Two full closets and a few giant tubs filled with shoes and accessories.
It is still too much. Too much to lug across the country. I feel like some tears will be in my near future when I end up taking some pieces I love to Buffalo Exchange.
I am telling myself that I won’t really know what to bring there anyway. I am moving from Denver to Portland and am not entirely sure how to dress for the climate. Denver is soooo dry. Will I wear any of my 20 pairs of open toed shoes? Will I regret wearing those long maxi dresses that I imagine turn into soggy mops on almost any given day in Portland?
I am amazed at the sheer size of my wardrobe and overwhelmed with the work of reducing it. How do people live vibrant lives with less that 10 crisp button down shirts? It is a mystery to me.
My friend J, the gal who recently got married from my post “the sweetest wedding ever” took me out to dinner as a thank you for all my hard work. I would have done it all three times over regardless of any sort of pay off. But, I have to say, this dinner was a really unexpected and amazing treat.
She took me to Olivea. The pastry chef there wins all sorts of national awards every year. Pastries!!! I am a bit of a pastry monster (much like the near cousin of the cookie variety). So I was thrilled when I heard about his accomplishments.
Dinner was really great. I had the Vegetarian special which was basically the fanciest version of falafel, hummus, and swiss chard I have ever had. It was super tasty.
But the desserts stole the show once again. I had the almond torte, with lemon custard ice cream and fresh berry compote. This was quite possibly one of the best pieces of cake I have EVER had. I’m not kidding, at all. J had a caramel chocolate tart type thing with chocolate ice cream on the side. She said it was really good. I don’t like chocolate (I know, I’m crazy) so I’ll just have to take her word for it.
I wore a skirt that I got at forever 21 when I was probably 21. I’ll just leave it at that, I’ve had it a while. The pastel yellow button down is also new, from Anthropology. I really like its 1930’s silhouette. Pair with white sandals and white basket purse. ta da!
Thank you sooooo much J! It was great.
As I have mentioned before I love Autostraddle. I have told you about my excitement regarding A-Camp (lesbian/queer summer camp) that they have organized. Now I am here to tell you about another great Autostraddle event that recently took place.
It was International Autostaddle Brunch Day a couple of Sundays ago. I know, you are asking yourself “what? why did I not know about this? why was I not invited?”. It is because you don’t read Autostraddle, yet. Get on it. Basically queer ladies all over the world amassed to eat breakfast food simultaneously.
International Autostraddle Brunch Day (IABD) was too much fun, although a little nerve wracking for the shyish person that I am. But I was out to make more queer friends and that’s exactly what I did. I met up with about 15 total strangers who’s only connection was that we all lived in Colorado, we all read Autostraddle and we all like eating brunch foods. Who doesn’t though?
Anyhoo, I met a bunch of really awesome, funny, pretty, interesting ladies and am soooo glad I built up enough courage to go. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not always shy. Just at first, when I am trying to figure everyone out, trying to sit back and take all the newness in. I can be really quiet and that is often misread as bitchiness. But I think I did a fairly good job of being open.
We ate a Lucielles. It is a Denver brunch favorite with lines out the door all the time. So I had never been, mainly because I was worried that I would not be able to find any veg friendly foods to eat at a New Orleans style breakfast joint.
I was wrong! I had a really great veggie benny, a super tasty beignets and a few delicious greyhounds. MMMMMMMM, greyhounds. I love grapefruit. I didn’t have the room, but I found out that the amazing looking biscuits were also vegetarian, so, next time.
We laughed a lot, chatted a lot and all got on rather swimmingly. I even got a Florence and the Machine (at Red Rocks!!!) ticket! I am still in a bit of shock about that. The gal sitting next to me said she had a spare ticket and offered to me. For Free! Like I said, they were all soooo nice.
We even decided to do brunch monthly. So next month we are doing brunch at City’ O’ City.
What I wore: I chose my super bright 1950’s shirt dress. It is an amazing print of orange, pink and white stripes with scattered white block print flowers. I paired it with black and white accessories. Like my black head scarf that belonged to my Grandma, my black patent wedges and my white basket purse. I think I got the dress at Boss Unlimeted. Though I have had it so long I could be off on those details.
Yay! Queer Brunch!
One of my oldest friends, J married P on Friday. It was beautiful.
Where to begin?! The wedding day was a little hectic, but nothing I didn’t expect. I knew my time to primp was going to be limited and that I would be doing all sorts of lord know what throughout the day. I was carrying boxes, setting up tables and chairs, literally running around all day. So I was happy with my choice of cotton sun dress and my ever faithful black patent wedges. The dress was given to me once upon a time and I think it is from the 70’s. I quickly tossed my hair into the standard side ways dutch braid bun combo that I do on the regular. I just added a gray flowery head band to spiffy it up.
But really, who cares about me? Did you see how adorable the bride and groom were? J, the bride wore a super pretty sunny yellow dress. It is a new dress but has that great mid-century semi-formal feel. We tacked on the little ruched caps that morning (Did I mention it was a bit hectic). They chose yellow, gray, black and white as their colors. So she found some delicate gray satin kitten heals and also wore a gray bow in her hair that I hot glued that morning. One of my favorite parts of J’s bridal outfit was the necklace that she made. She made it out of a glass heart that her Grandpa had made for her Grandma. He made the heart during the war out of an airplane wind shield! We all teared up when that choice piece of nostalgia was shared. So sweet.
P looked dapper in a dark gray jacket, a lighter gray button down shirt, black jeans and gray chuck taylors. Actually the whole wedding party on the grooms side wore gray chucks. It looked great. The fellas also all wore little boutonnieres made out of tiny silver gears and red hearts (DIY alert).
The bridesmaids were mismatched in two really great retro inspired day dresses. L wore a sear sucker dress with yellow piping. She looked great. J, the brides sister wore a white dress that had a black floral print. Everything had a really fresh and romantic feel to it.
Obviously you gathered that gears were a theme for this wedding. All the table and venue decor was envisioned and executed by P, the groom. He is a great artist and designed their totally adorable invitations that featured little cartoon versions of the couple.
Fashion, fashion, fashion, Blah, blah, blah. . . Can we take a moment and talk about the dessert buffet?!!! J’s sister (the gal wearing the white and black floral dress) can cook/ bake like non other. She bakes so well that she teaches pie crust classes. PIE CRUST! Do you know how hard it is to make great pie crust?
Anyhoo, dessert buffet, amazing. I don’t think I can express with words how great it was.
I ate: pecan pie, strawberry rhubarb pie, berry pie, pineapple upside down cake, coconut cake, pound cake, cherry pie (homegrown cherries), vanilla malt ice cream and watermelon sorbet (from Sweet Action Ice Cream, Denver).
Whew! Don’t worry I danced it all off. Thanks to the awesome friends who DJ’d.
Thanks to the lovely couple for letting me partake in their special day. It was an honor to be present.
Yay! Food, Drinks, Friends, Summer, Night Time Bike Rides! What a great way to spend an evening.
So, here in Denver there is a magical thing called the Justice League of Street Food. A group of food trucks that work together and throw summer gatherings all over town. There are probably 15 or so trucks, DJ’s and booze tents. This time around they held it at the Denver Design Center. Ever since I was little, I thought the statue was a rendition of a giant stack of french fries. It was perfect weather that night.
I was in a bit of a rush to get there. So I ended up throwing on my grey cotton shorts, an olive green v-neck tee (target) and my favorite pair of metallic sandals. I got them at the salvation army thrift store with the original tags still on them for only $1. It was a great find. I love that they have silver, gold and bronze colored leather, I can wear them with anything. I also wore my rainbow owl pendant.
I currently live super close to the Denver Design Center, so I hopped on my bike and stuffed my self on a vegan sandwich, popcorn, street tacos and sangria. It was great. I ran into quite a few friends and got in some great people watching.
So I go to trivia with a few friends pretty much weekly. We dont always go to the same pub. Sometimes the Irish Rover, sometimes the Brittish Bulldog. Anyhoo, we get a bit competetive and when I say “we” I really mean G. It’s always loads of fun, even when we do really poorly.
I wore one of my favorite summer dresses. It is a super breezy, light weight rayon/silk blend from the 1940’s. I am fairly sure I got it at Boss Unlimited in Denver. I really love the faceted pink plastic buttons.
This is just a quickie. I’ve got a lot going on right now. I found a new place to live (yay!) because my land lord decided to sell the duplex I live in 😦 Sad day. I love my place. But I am looking forward to my next chapter. I found a great room mate and we found a totally bitchin place in the Highlands. It is only three blocks away from my favorite sushi place in town, which could be trouble for my wallet.
I get to move there in mid August.
Well, I hope you are well in internet land.
I’m struggling right now with this blog. I’m going to keep plugging away because I know I will get out of my funk eventually. Right now though? I feel bad for you readers. If my posts seem forced it is because they are. I promise to keep writing and putting one foot in front of the other. It’s all I can do aside from doing nothing. Keep on truckin’!
I have been really really busy. But not much of it has been worthy of this blog (fashion wise). I have been gardening, packing, preparing for my friend J’s wedding and I was hired to do a super cute mural. So I’ve been wearing paint splattered shorts pretty much solid for two weeks now.
I’m going out to trivia tonight and plan on getting myself out of my fashion funk.
Ooh! Really great news! How ever did I forget to mention this?
I’M GOING TO A-CAMP!!!
So you may be asking yourself wth? What is A-Camp and why is she so excited about it? Well, it’s basically lesbian summer camp. Just like you used to remember. With the crafts, workshops, sports and bunk beds. Only it is for lesbians and other femaleish identifying queer people. It is in San Bernadino National Forest in California and I am going in September (right after my birthday). I follow a super fantastic blog called http://www.autostraddle.com they write about everything a queer lady would want to read about. Fashion, Politics, Entertainment, Sex etc. If you have not been blessed by the everyday joy of Autostraddle, then I suggest you get on it and quick. Anyhoo, the super fabulous ladies who run the site are hosting A-Camp.
Everything you ever wanted to know about lesbian summer camp:
So basically I am really looking forward to this. I need a vacay desperately and I love camping (even if its cabin camping). I really have felt the urge to make more queer friends lately, so this should be perfect. You can never have to many friends, am I right? My dreams have been filled with A-Camp. I can’t stop imagining how awesome it is going to be. I feel like a little kid at Christmas. I grateful the universe saw fit to move me from the A-Camp wait-list (yes, there is a wait list for reservations) to an actual reservation! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Now I just need to save money for a plane ticket to Cali.
p.s. I’ve had ‘Goin back to Cali, to Cali, to Cali. . .’ stuck in my head from the moment I received my reservation confirmation email.
I promise to take more pics in the coming week. My homie is getting married so there will be that post in the near future.
Thanks for bearing with me. Love you all.
So this weekend was the Denver Pridefest. It was the usual gaudy, sweaty, smiley weekend that it always is. I wasn’t sure if I was even going to stay in town for Pridefest this year. I ended up sticking around and tried to make the best of it. I had grand plans of attending an event each day and night of the weekend, but I fell asleep super early on both Friday and Saturday nights.
I did make it out on Saturday day. I milled about the festival, checked out all the booths and got myself a new hat (Goorin Bros. Hats, wool felt, can’t wear till fall) and new pair of tube socks.
I wore a vintage 1960’s blue mini dress and my new white sandals. I put a red scarf that was my grandmas in my hair and donned my lime green tote from Cirque du solel because it has a rainbow strap. I rode my bike down to the Denver Civic Center Park and then walked up to a bar called Charlies. That is where the Denver Dyke March was starting. I wasn’t sure if I would be a spectator or a participent, but I ran into some ladies from the Womyn’s Circle (a social group that meets on Tues. nights at the Center) and they asked me to march with them. I’m glad they did! It was really fun. There were so many ladies and I was able to get a few good pics. Though, I realized that I am going to have to build up some of my courage if I plan on featuring other fashionable queer ladies on this blog. I did get enough courage to ask the bouncer at Charlies for a shot, baby steps I guess.
The next morning was the big Pride Parade. I wore a black halter top (thrifted), a vintage 1950’s barkcloth tiki print skirt, my red vintage belt and my black “walking wedges”.
I met up with my fabulous co-receptionist from the Center and some of his friends. We watched the
debauchery parade and then had ourselves a sit down. We did some people watching, but the heat drove us all off. I decided to go home and take a nap before going dancing on Sunday night.
I met up with a friend of mine at Climax/Vinyl to dance the night away. They have a really great rooftop patio and that is where we spent most of the evening. I chose to wear my 1970’s tropical pink dress, the earlier mentioned walking wedges and gray flowery head band. I wanted my hair off my neck and a super breezy dress because I knew it would get crazy hot inside of the four story night club.
All in all I had a good Pridefest. It was a bit lonely, but I still enjoyed myself. Sort of.