Sunday, January 29, 2012

//////////Antiques: Part 2///////////////////////////////////

Drop leaf table...two additional leaves come with:









Signed art glass ashtray:





Wood umbrella stand:





Floor lamp with Murano glass lamp:






Another Canadiana board painting:





Hand cut Japanese art glass:





Polish church image made of wheat:





Floral embroidery:





Decorative wood elements:




Display stand:





Deco-ish table:





Wowza! 19th century hall tree:






Notorious L.O.G.





Folk landscape:





Green cabinet w/ mini metal chest:





It comes filled with adorable little tins:

Saturday, January 28, 2012

I Miss You Kelly Lebrock.

Like I've mentioned before, I'm entirely devoted to Pantene conditioner.
I can't help it, I've been branded from an early age to worship at the alter of Hateful Beauty.
It was those seductive 80's gold-capped bottles that drew me in. Behold their slim, pastel forms!
Like delicate, iridescent shampoo dildos. This is the only image I could find - doesn't anyone else care about this?!?!?!?!?!?





Here is the original Kelly Lebrock ad where she defies you to not hate her for her beauty:






On a subconscious level, perhaps I too wanted to be secretly despised for my beauty. I too wanted to hold that plastic scepter in my hands and do battle with all the haterz of the world!

And this is where we are at today:






Boring! Blending in is de rigeur. Sexless, androgynous, positively unregal!



Friday, January 27, 2012

////New Antiques: Part 1///////////////

Canadiana folk painting on board w/ stool:




Sliding door cabinet:





One of two wood folding chairs:







Pyrex nesting bowls:





Antique coin tray:





Mid century side tables, the kinda thing Don Draper would rest his drink on:





Hedonistic scene, highly vibrant in the real:




Wood cabinet with built-in mirror and cupboards:



Monday, January 16, 2012

Silver Birthday.

It was three years ago today that we had our opening party for Silver Falls.
It was the iciest day of the year but all of our friends and family came out to support us. I was happy when it was over, the torturous opening bit. At the end of the night, I cut my finger locking the door and went downstairs to my freshly grafittied bathroom to cry. It was a good cry though, like the kind where you feel exhausted yet relieved. I was ready for the real work to begin, the day to day relentlessness of business ownership. I couldn't even imagine that I could survive for 6 months, I didn't understand how it would all work. The years have whipped by though, it's never boring.


Thanks to all my friends and customers for keeping me going!
I'd have a party but I'm sick of cleaning up things....
LOVE SILVER FALLS XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO

Sunday, January 15, 2012

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My fingers are so cold, I can barely type. Ah, the curse of the carrot stick fingers strikes again. I'm constantly amazed at how blood can pump into my virtually nonexistent baby fingers, the veins in there must be as thin as thread. We are getting a real mixed-bag Winter so far, spring-like conditions one day, subarctic the next. I am wearing all my clothes right now and still have the deep down shivers.

I cannot put enough lotions and cream onto my face/body either. Only health food store kind though!! God...if you are going to constanly absorb cream into your skin, get some quality, non chemically brand. The less hormone disrupting poisons, the better. That expensive Sephora shit, speshly high end potions and lotions are the worst toxic offenders. Whatever, you don't need it, it's just bullshit ingredients suspended in water. Besides, wouldn't it more effective to save up for laser resurfacing in the future?

I basically use like, three things. I apply hardcore minimalism principles onto every corner of my world, you see. I use a $15 ish face cream from the health food store, I switch them up sometimes, I'm not sold on any one brand. My other best friend is vitamin E oil. I mix it with some cream and use it all over my face. Scary, you think, recklessly putting oil all over a face, but it doesn't cause breakouts, overly dry skin does. I don't use eyecream or anything just the vitamin E oil. Maybe I'm wrong but whatever, I don't have any crows feet or premature wrinkles or anything.

Best Friend:






Same applies to body lotion, just random health store brand, non scenty if possible. I try to use natural shampoo most of the time but I still hang on to my Pantene conditioner ways for some reason. Why am I telling you all this, just thought I should overshare some. And let my parents know I am not depressed because I haven't blogged in a while. hah! Mom, Dad I'm great! Totally Zen.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Hi?
Sorry I don't blog that much anymore....I'm like a boring stay-in-every-night old person who just keeps getting older. I almost don't even know what a blog is anymore. What's a tumblr? Isn't that some kind of glass?

Monday, January 2, 2012

You make me like charity/instead of paying enough taxes

Is there anything else I can do right now besides organizing my year-end receipts? God.
I cleaned out my closet, did all the laundry (including duvet) and went shopping for household items, all in lieu of doing my taxes. Don't even get me started on how distracting the internet is.
I have learned over the years that if I start early and do it in chunks, it is much more bearable.
Ah, the halcyon days of gathering up a handful of scrappy papers and letting my Dad take care of the rest...it was all so simple then. But I was unhappy, workin' for the "man."
Do NOT start a business unless you are an organized and responsible citizen. I'm not even a Type A person, I just get by. I'm more like an A minus and I still mess things up and lose important documents.
I have a lot of places to lose things, two stores, an apartment, my car.



Jay just brought me some precious paper clips, essential tools for separating the endless categories of business receipts. There are people out there, I'm told, who never file their taxes. ?!?! I don't even know how not to do taxes every year, what's that like? How do they sleep? A healthy dose of fear keeps me in line. I guess I am still workin' for the Man.