Diener First Friday

I'm having a show for Kristin Diener. You'll find this highly improbable , but I have one of the biggest collections of her magnificent art jewelry. Here are some of them. My plugging 80's Betsey Johnson top provides the ideal blank canvas.

Oh, and I have a skirt on also, which will elude memory entirely next to Kristin's pieces.

And the show begins...........

The end.

Matisse Redux.......

Have always thought this dress could have been a Matisse creation. Guess what, I have it on backwards. How modest of moi.


                   I'm certain I've worn this the correct way. You poor people..............
In addition I wore it sans leggings.   The horror, the horror and how much trampiness can I make you forbear?

                  Man, I sure hope this dress shrunk. Considerably! Leopard skin leggings, thank God.

Here's some additional leopard action for you. 

Maybe I'm wearing a tall leopard top hat. Guess you'll never know.

                                       I've seen a strumpet or too, but this one, incomparable.

Ain't Misbehavin"

Incredulous as it might seem, I was propelled to attire myself with a modicum of decency. Baffled, you inquire, "Why in heavens?" I had a young woman coming to interview me from Albuquerque Arts about our jewelers. Dig it!

Hence, I was forced to tone it down a tad. It's not like she was going to photograph me, that was never going to happen. But, after yesterday, I gave the uber tramp look a vacation. Dagwood doesn't even recognize me.

The belt that came with this was so staid and stupid I would have looked cotillion bound had I not chosen to mix it up, just a bit.

Back is sheer plunging to the waist, I can wear it either way.

My Jeffrey Campbell cheetah faux fur lace up pumps. The girl that interviewed me approved.

Warning don't get used to this look. It's only coming out if I have to behave. Wheeeee!

A wolf in sheep's clothing is still a tramp.

Concentrate on the Necklace.......

Now, I don't purposefully do this, but every time I put on a slinky dress at home it grazes a bit above the knee. I drive to work, get out of my car, start walking to the gallery and with each step it heads north toward by clavicle. Now this thing looks like a bathing suit! I keep tugging it down at every opportunity, but it's literally an uphill battle. My faux Leger, also known as the bandaid dress, gee, wonder why?

The necklace, yes, the clever necklace, is an old Susan Skinner piece that's features a heart, a taxidermied blue eye, and blue beads.

                           Little royal blue velveteen flat match my bathing suit. Awhhhhh.

                                                                   

There's a few descriptions for someone like her, all unfavorable............

Ballerina of Yore..........

I commissioned my profusion of Catholic iconography from Kara Sipe, a superb repurposed jeweler. I asked her to make me a necklace that wraps around two times! It's about a yard long. Dig it!

Frilly cascading lace and gauze top/dress. Surprisingly, not taking a chance of a bent over catastrophe I donned these tan and black striped tights. How mature of me!

                                                               Little ballet flats, kind of.

                                     She's about as much of a ballerina as I am a giraffe!

Diaphanous Friday...........

This jiggy patterned frock is all voile, which makes a lot of sense in today's weather. Wheeeeee! I love the crazy angles and piping on the top.

Had to festoon jewelry that mimicked the gold in my outrageous go-go boots. Karan Sipe's is the glorious one.

These creatures have a little bit of everything going on. Gold lame, brown suede toes, some kind of furry animal print. They are by the brand Irregular Choice that are no longer available in this country.

A travesty that I won't soon forget.

Flouncy, flouncy, Thursday

      Multitudinous layers of my heart jewelry. I think I might be donning about 175 . Dig it!
When it rains it tsunamis.

Flouncy is as flouncy does. Dreamy peplum lace number. I think it was gifted to me. Nice of me to remember, dumb ass.

Flounce squared with this skirt bequeathed to me that Janet Hoelzel got at a 99 cent sale at Goodwill. Wheeeeeeee!

I've been avoiding featuring these shoes as I'm not fond of them. I don't get the big circular round thing on the top. It's not a button. Perhaps it's a cocktail tray for hamsters.

Yummy, hamsters!