The Rodarte Project

Do you remember this image?





So....here's my big project I've been working on for the past three months. I wish I was more excited about it at this moment but I've had a rough day and on top of it I'm bummed that I haven't got an email from them telling me they can't live without me [making they're next invite that is] Of course, I'm also expecting people with jet lag from Paris to be making me a top priority over returning phone calls and emails so maybe in a couple of weeks I'll hear from them.



I decided back in November that I wanted to make a faux-invite, to get the girls, that are the designers of Rodarte, attention [Laura and Kate Mulleavy if you're interested]. I decided the best way to do that was this faux invite based on the information from September's show and a shoe that was part of their collection. Once I began the project though I decided that in addition to the invite, I would use the image to make them a set of stationery. I figured an old invite is the equivalent to fridge art and at some point is only so interesting or functional.



Thinking about this project overall, I must have been out of my mind. I've spent so much time and money developing something for a company that doesn't know I exist. I'm not sure why or what possessed me to do it really, but each time I thought about how crazy it was to be doing it, I felt like it was crazier not to see if it would work. All I have to lose is the money and time, but I could gain a great story, an interesting client and fulfill a dream to be a part of a fashion show [even if it was only on paper]. Today in my downtrodden Monday, I feel like a total chump. I really hope I'm wrong.



Anyway, I guess they're kinda cool. I mean I've been staring at them for so long now they kinda look like poo but that's just me. The printing didn't turn out quiet as I had imagined it [metallic inks are a giant buzz kill should you be interested] and I ran out of $ to try a reversed image of the plate.




So there you have it. If you happen to know of anyone that works at their offices here in LA. tell em to look for the gift I left them. It's buried under the important bills and stuff they're weeding through.

MAKE SURE TO CLICK ON THE IMAGES, THE LITTLE PICTURES DON'T SHOW A WHOLE LOT - I LEFT THEM LARGE SO YOU COULD SEE THE DETAIL.

I have to thank again David Guettler for photographing it quickly before I schlepped it down to an office with no one in it.

I totally want one of these

Do you wax? Do you know about threading? [it's the ancient version of waxing] previously, I would have to travel to a section in town called Little India to get this technique done - schleping that takes some time. This little gizmo duplicates the intricate schematic with the threads they use. You should click here and watch the video of the woman doing the traditional treatment.

$150 includes the chalk and numbing cream as well

maybe I can fire my waxer? and I like her so much too.

Buy Handmade

I haven't mentioned it, but you may have noticed that I finally got my Etsy store up. It's been a new button on the left. My stuff might not be your thing but I wanted to encourage you to buy handmade regardless. Have a great weekend.

See it all here: Richie Design Etsy

kate spade stripes

I'm not so sure how the horizontal stripes would work out in real life but on these women who weigh 100 lbs they're awesome.
big 25% off sale too.


hag point mona coat


plaza esti skirt with bow



easton stripe jillian dress I might need to have the blue back drop to come with the dress on this one, follow me around each time I wore it.

My next Halloween costume

This is so awesome I can barely stand it.


photo credit> I don't know who you are, please email me and I'll credit you!

I didn't wear the right kind of jeans

I've been pondering the age twelve through fifteen a lot lately. It started with the poster I did posted to the left [new in the studio] for the birthday girl. I began thinking about what I was doing at twelve. Twelve was the year that changed me forever I would say. My mom remarried and we moved from Northern California to Southern California in the middle of sixth grade.



The second thing that made me think about this time was I was "friended" on a networking site by someone who at first I didn't recognize. You know those sites, people friend you, they're linked to other people you know [this one was all highschool people I knew and loved] but I couldn't place her but I added her anyway. This has happened to me before and I generally dismiss them. But this one stuck... the name... how do I know her? I racked my brain for days trying to place her in my life via school. A week later she posted old photos of herself.



Instantly I knew who she was, this wonderful girl from sixth grade, someone who I hadn't thought of in a very, very long time. But it all came flooding back when I clicked over to her page.

The year that we moved, it was the middle of the school year and I entered my class not knowing a soul and in my own time warp. See I was still playing with dolls, I liked boys but wasn't prepared to do anything about it I wore clothes from Mervyn's and I got straight A's and I. didn't. wear. the. right. kind. of. jeans.



I entered this school and girls were talking about smoking pot, designer jeans, second base, string bikinis and all of the trouble that goes along with said list. I was lost from the very beginning and to be honest, I never really caught up.

The mean girls in class instantly took a dislike to me. They formed a "club" against me. At recess, they met behind the back stop and plotted things to do to me. Like sending the cutest boy in class to follow me home and "ask me to go around" which I really didn't know much about. My reply? "but I don't even know you" I was suppose to be the class joke the next day had I said yes. I survived that test. Generally, the torture was making fun of what I was wearing, or not wearing in my case. I felt like a leaper.

But this woman who just friended me? she was one of the only girls in class who would talk to me. I invited her to chucky cheese that year on my birthday because she was my only friend I could invite. So I sent a "wall" note to my new "friend" OMG it's YOU and I thanked her for being my friend when no one else would.



She said "wow I remember that now...I can't believe you remember it"

but see...when it's happening to you, you don't forget. The mean girl ring-leader...she was on the nice girl's friend list when I clicked over. It all came flooding back.

With all the therapy, all the good things that I have now...I still can't forgive that woman. I'm sure she's different now - maybe she's even a nice. But that mean girl...continued the torture of me through 7,8, and 9th grade until I nearly ended up in a fist fight with her in the hall one day. We have never spoke since even at the 20 year reunion.

If I was a Freudian, I think I would say that my obsession with fashion and beauty is linked to this wouldn't you say? I guess you never forget [and in my case forgive] that stuff but it has shaped me to who I am which is a kinder person [and stylish].

And the mean girl? I know I should be a bigger person than this but...
She's an average blonde from the OC with sun damage, a fake rack and a low cut top like the rest of the "housewives".

and I don't feel one ounce of bad for saying that



great poster via Chocosaur / Flickr
chucky cheese feet pretty n punk

Hello pt 2

So this project that I told you I could tell you about finally? No such luck. It has a funny story behind it though.



I sent my package via messenger on Friday to my client, who by the way... doesn't know they're my client [this project was completely on spec/ they have no idea that I've been working on it]. These folks work in fashion [I know you're surprised by this right?] and I thought they would be back and working after the NY shows that happened the second week of Feb.

I get a messenger call at lunch: no one is here to deliver the package, but the security person says he can sign for it do you want me to leave it? uh, yes...uh ok.



Fast forward 2 hours and this is what I'm thinking about:
This stationery project that has taken me three months to complete? I just know the security guy has his soda sitting on top of it, he's thrown it in a closet or worse. I can't stop thinking about it. I want to cry. So at 5pm in Los Angeles traffic I drive like a bullet to downtown LA.

The security guy is there, he has no idea what package I'm talking about. OMG OMG OMG. Did you work this afternoon about 1pm? No? Ok... can you check to see if it is behind the desk? Nowhere to be found, not in a closet. OK was it sent upstairs? He calls upstairs, no answer. He calls a second number and in his broken english begins to say that "there is woman here, she says she here to pick up a package, but I no see anything."

NO, NO, NO....I say... I dropped a package off for them. Ask them if they already received it. He tries to tell her this and then just hands me the phone.

Me: Calming my voice down "I'm so sorry to bother you. I just wanted to check on a package that was messengered over did you receive it?
Her: sweetest voice ever..."oh well, actually we're not there right now, we're in Paris we won't be back till next week"
Me: "oh, of course" I THINK TO MYSELF HELLO??? PARIS SHOWS YOU DUMB ASS
Her: still the sweetest voice EVER..." The management holds on to everything for us though in the main office - so it should be fine.
Me: "yes, wonderful" as I stare at a roll of fabric shipped late in the afternoon sitting behind the desk set to go up to that main office - of course, why would I expect that they didn't have a secure holding area for them?
Her: "Would you like us to call you when we get back to let you know we've received it?"
Me: "Oh, um...well... it's a gift, so it would be lovely if you did, but if you don't I totally understand"
Her: Seriously sweet I mean what time is it in Paris right now? "Ok, great is your contact information in it?"
Me: "Yes"
Her: Wonderful, ok then.
Me: Thank you so much.

And that is the story of why you won't be seeing it just yet. Girlfriends have to get back from Paris because had I been THINKING...I would have known this.

More Fall 09 via Paris

Lanvin I always wish I could wear this sort of color. Maybe it's the bold lip that makes it work. I always feel like I'm ready for a body bag.

Lanvin - Just really pretty silhouettes.



Christian Dior finally, someone thinking about the history of fashion. Flapper girl revamped - sign me up.

i die

Would you say it's strange to weep over a dress? I want to be buried in this, or married, which ever comes first. [maybe not in black for the latter]

Olivier Theyskens last show for Nina Ricci
from Style.com, Hot off the Paris runway from yesterdays show

Hello

I've been up to something for the past three months...I'll give you the full skinny next week but here is a little teaser.

photo by the talented : David Guettler Photography

Is it just me or do these people freak you out?

18 and Counting...do you watch this ever? I have switched it off a number of times because it's just so incredibly freaky to me to have 18 kids but It's like a train wreck I can't look away from. I suppose it could be said that there is a lot to be learned by this family and watching them, their structure, their morals. But I can't get past some things, lets discuss:

Dad's name is Jim-Bob. Not Jim or Bob but Jim-Bob it seems like it's just inviting your teeth to fall out don't you think?

All of the kids names start with the letter J. My mom's family all has their names starting with L, so it's not that odd to me but 18 of them? That's just a lot of pressure to get through the J section. That last kid, man... bottom of the barrel.

Let's talk hair. Mom has the longest mullet I've ever seen : The girls all have matching hair. Not sure if there is a religious thing behind this but I think the Discovery Channel Producers should host an episode donating all their hair to Locks of Love. [if it won't send them to hell of course]

The girls all wear skirts to their ankles, even when "learning to change oil in the car" I know it's a religious thing but still, I wanted to make note of this.

The eldest just got married [21] to another home-schooled girl [20] that I think he had met 3 times or something. Their promise to each other? not to save sex for marriage but even their first kiss until they were pronounced man and wife. Good lord...can you imagine unleashing all of that on one night? I watched that episode, the wedding episode. Dad gave son a pep talk and a video to watch. I was disturbed. Hey, hats off to them, I guess? I hope if I ever have son or daughter that they test the machinery out first.

In case you would like to know more The Duggars have their own website, and it's optimized. They show up number one, even over the Discovery show title on my google search. hummm interesting. This is not their first time at this rodeo kids.

But here's the thing...as odd as it all is? The kids are all exceptionally behaved, are all leading productive lives and all have independent goals they're working toward. More than a lot of families can say these days about their kids. Perhaps prairie skirts are the answer...I just couldn't do it.

If you close your eyes ....

doesn't this song make you feel like a warm summer day? windows down, hot air, hair blowing.

I don't know what the heck is going on with me and this vintage music lately. This just played on my favorite morning radio show and I lost my sh*t over it.

swoon.

The clock ticks down...

Since hitting 30 I've been doing something extravagant for my birthday each year. A couple of years it involved building pieces of jewelry for myself, sometimes a trip to New York, a personal trainer for a few weeks, one year I couldn't think of anything so I bought someone else a present who wanted it more.

This year I was suppose to go to Paris. The city I have romantic fantasies about. Not as in, being romantic with someone else, though that would be nice, but rather the city itself for being glamourous ect. It doesn't seem to be the right time though with the whole "I may or may not be out of a job rather soon" factor.



Last week I decided after discussing it with a few girlfriends that I'll be having a party for myself. I don't throw parties for myself if I have never mentioned. Call it party fear, call it self confidence issues I'm not sure but it just seems really self indulgent to me [I am happy to attend other's parties though which is the odd part] I've had friends attempt at throwing them for me [one a sad surprise party] and without going into details I'll just say that they were disasterous. I think it comes down to that my friends are scattered and diverse and that no one really has the list of folks to contact.

I might add the tale of the worse party had to be the one that a couple, who were having marriage problems, insisted on hosting my event at their home and the day of, the husband essentially broke the news that he wanted out. Oddly, they wanted to carry on with it though my friend couldn't stop crying. I put my foot down at that point, I called it off, phoned as many as I could and posted a note on their door saying it was cancelled.



This may explain some of my hesitation with birthday parties. I'm gonna give it one last try though on my own turf, of my own design, of my own attendant list so if this one is a giant failure then I'll just know that B-day events are not for me. Of course I'll be traumatized for the next ten years but who's counting.

So it's March which sounds like I have a lot of time [May is the event] but I don't if you think about it. Because it's me, and I have to letterpress an invite and I have to find someone to do food, and I have to replant the rooftop, and I have to loose 10 lbs or a size whichever comes first, I have to spruce up the house.... Kids, I've only got 10-12 weeks. This is not good.

So I'm off to torture myself with obsessions. Mostly, about the tire that seems to have landed around my midsection the past 3 weeks. It may require professional help [pilates] wish me luck in my endeavor.

Motel 40 > Lounge Listener
Ruta 40 via > Leo Regnier

BTW: This is my 601 posting. Which just seems like a whole lot to me.

Please don't make me go back there

In case you hadn't heard...


net-a-porter says out loud what I've been ignoring

Marc Jacobs Fall 09 Runway show Style.com



Apparently in this time of depression, we're not looking toward the glittery flapper era for inspiration but the fun and carefree days of the 80's. When New York was seedier, The art world was HOT, Studio 54 was in full swing, and the back of any toilet had a few lines of coke up for offer.

I was in Jr High/ High School then, so none of that applies to me but the shoulder pads? the day-glo? the tall hair? that's something I know about.

I have a theory about trends. If you've lived through the first version, you're not allowed to return. The exception to this rule is Jackie O, Audrey Hepburn, timeless clothing. Please don't make me go back there. My shoulders are already wide enough as it is.

swoon

Bergdorf Goodman
Dior's aggressive black shoe $1390

One more flash back

I just couldn't start my blog with the one below *blushing* she totally made me do it.

So distracting you...How totally cute is Paul Weller? *sigh* music starts on a couple seconds delay as an fyi 26 sec mark dunno why

Style Council: My Ever Changing Mood

Tuck and Roll my friends...tuck and

*blushing* I had nothing to do with this I swear. She's totally holding a gun to my head right this very second as I type this but my friend Pam wanted me to point out something of note to you all. Or as she put it "h*ly sh*t did you see his giant &*^%" That's a direct quote and if you knew her you would understand. There were more expletives to go with that but I told her I had to draw the line somewhere I'm just not that kind of girl *blushing*

Note to stylist, pack some sort of undergarment for the male clients in your kit when client is wearing white suit.

via> eonline> Steve Granitz>Getty images

Excuse me why I have an Elvis moment

I don't have fond memories of most 80's music. Duran Duran [ok maybe Rio], Pet Shop Boys, Depeche Mode...nada
Elvis Costello?...now he's my man! [and a little Style Council please]

If Sophia Loren had a bubble next to her last night

You know when she was presenting the best actress with the other winners last night? I decided if she was to have had a bubble over her head it would have said something like this "Bitches I've been working here for 50 years and I'm still hot to trott"

The dress was a little poofy and her hair was sort of ratty but girlfriend has still got it goin' on!

In The Weeds

I've written this 3 or 4 times now but I think I'm just going to keep it as simple and to the point as I can without all my vague details.

I'm in the weeds folks. I don't know how else to say it to make it funnier, sound better, anything but what is the truth. Like many people, my job is in serious jeopardy at the moment. Our biggest account is up for review and it's been a little scary, a little truth searching, and a lot of good thoughts in the past week.

Things might be a little funky here at the ranch for a while. It may involve just posting something pretty and completely over the top. A shiny something to distract myself with while I'm working with my lovely cohorts to save our work. Send good thoughts. I love them all.

Pinky Swear

To have something interesting to say next week but may I direct you to this hilarious site?

Passive Aggressive Notes Yes, fab notes from the passive aggressive

forgive me for phoning it in lately...I'm working my ass off over here.


May I direct you to the best coverage of the New York Fashion Shows? The twitter recaps are the best part. Pictured: my LA fashion girls I love so much, Rodarte.

image> Eric Ray Davidson for The Moment Blog

It's a soup sorta day

It's blustery, and rainy here in beautiful So. Cal. Today is a great day for my almost homemade chicken [or veggie] soup. I thought I would share my cheater way through it. I'm lazy, super lazy when it comes to cooking. It has to be easy, quick and be yummy.


•2 boxes of Imagine Organic Vegetable Broth [I've tried others stay with this one /regular not low sodium] available at Whole Foods.
•1 shallot [trader joes]
•1/3 of a container of pre-chopped onions [whole foods]
•mushrooms 3/4 of a precut bag or a box of whole minis

•sautee mushrooms onions and shallot with a splash of olive oil
add veggie broth boxes.

•Add any or all of the following:
1 bag of baby carrots, broccoli, cauliflower precut and washed [trader joes carries one with all three together]
other variables, red pepper, zuccini, leeks anything left over from the previous week

•one package of thai style lime pilaf [you can go healthy with brown rice but this is really yummy] trader joes

•you know those whole roast chickens available under the heater at the market? buy one and strip it clean
add it to your soup to make a heartier version or just go veggie/rice.

•lastly 4-6 lemons, trust me on this one it's amazing. you'll need 3/4 to 1 cup of lemon juice. Don't do the stuff
from the plastic lemon, I've tried it and it's just not the same. I cheat in a lot of areas but this one I wouldn't advise.

simmer about 45 min or until carrots are soft. freezes well too

New In the Studio - A bunch of stuff

A 12th birthday go-kart party [I think I'm reliving my boring childhood through her!] digitally printed, shipped in a tube with matching address and return labels.

Illustration by Sasway Illustration


For the party people in my life
letterpressed, two colors, 110# Crane's Lettra paper
Red envelope

currently available at The Kids Are Alright, Long Beach and soon Etsy


For the sober or just fancy people in my life. Don't you love the swirl? I'm having a swirly moment.

letterpressed, two colors, 110# Crane's Lettra paper
Red envelope
currently available at The Kids Are Alright, Long Beach and soon Etsy

Big Love

Probably not what you would imagine my Valentine's Day posting to be. I thought I would keep you on your toes and continue this very odd Gay-Lesbian-Drag Queen-hot trannie mess that I've been reporting on here this week. I'm sure my family who reads is thinking 'what the hell is going on down in Southern California?' Nothing...just a little style is all, no need to worry. Still like boys, I swear.



If you follow fashion you'll know that this magazing Love is set to release [limited] on Valentine's Day tomorrow in London. It will release next week to the general public. You would also know that the fashion industry has been clawing at this new mag for months now. I have to say I'm intrigued by the hooplah of it all. I want one, and I don't even know why I want it. [the marketing worked people].

The editor of this new rag is Katie Grand. She apparently is the real version of Rachael Zoe. The stylist to everyone under the stars, the woman who makes shit happen. I had never heard of her before this hooplah, apparently I'm not in the loop of things [and I really thought I was]

By the way...the lovely curvy woman on the cover is Beth Ditto, singer for The Gossip, she also writes a column for The Guardian titled "what would Beth Ditto do?". She also is the total s*it in London as Wikipedia reports:

"Ditto came to wider public attention in November 2006 when she was selected by NME as the coolest person in rock—being placed at number one in the magazine's annual "Cool List." The magazine cited her "non-conformity" as the reason for her selection - she is a lesbian, an outspoken advocate of gay rights, weighs 210 lbs and is also in a relationship with a transman."

Did I mention that The Gap is involved too? They printed limited edition tshirts of this cover available tomorrow in one of their stores [London only]. We totally are missing out on the scene people.

Just keeping you kids in-the-know here...now when your teenager comes home and says mom I really want to get the new Gossip cd you can say "oh yah, Beth Ditto she totally rocks" and your kid will say how do you know about her? Oh jeez her and Katie Grand did this great Magazine they are the bomb.

Did you know?

That The Library of Congress has a Flickr account? No joke, and it's amazing.

While doing some research for the office today I stumbled upon these amazing photographs. Did you also know that there are no rights restrictions on these? This photographer was hired by the government to shoot these and document history just for us. We already paid the man. Knowing what I do about good photographer's rates I'm sure we didn't pay him enough, but I am grateful for his artist eye and amazing camera skills. You can purchased higher resolution photos on CD if you would like to use them for a collateral usage, or you can buy actual prints from them too.


Rosie The Riveter stopping for a lunch break. Check out her Thermos, I bet that was a glass one. Remember those? Ummmm warm milk at lunch time with a Bologna sandwich.

No safety goggles here! all a girl needs is a good scarf and a cardigan sweater to keep her safe.



And may I introduce you to Mr. F.W. Hunter? He was a test pilot and worked out of the Long Beach Airport. I bet some of those cutie "Rosies" above covered this one in a few red lipstick kisses.

All of these were taken by photographer Alfred Palmer who is my new hero. You can see more collections on Flickr this one was found with keywords, WW2, Long Beach

The word of the day

The word of the day via the bitchiest show on TV: Rupaul's Drag Race.
A Maneltoe: The male version of a Cameltoe.

Usage:
"I really wanted to wear short shorts but I needed to make sure I didn't have maneltoe which is the male version of a camel toe."

explanation of the usage:
"I'm going to have to put my balls behind by body today" Ongina explains, "I don't really tuck as a drag queen, I try and avoid it because it really hurts"

More Gay & Lesbian Video At LogoOnline.com

May I introduce you to some of the contestants? Ongina [the fab tiny, queenie asian boy], Shannel, Tammy [the scariest version of mommy dearest/ Lawerence Welk ever], Akasha ["There's always a bitch and I'm happy to be that person"], Jade [Hottie hot hot], and Nina Flowers are just a few. I know you all have it Tivo'd but in case you forgot you can see full episodes on Logo.

I think SGM needs to add this recap to her rotation

love=marriage, not your parts

"Fidelity": Don't Divorce... from Courage Campaign on Vimeo.

Some of the most successful partnerships I know are gay couples. In fact they have been more successful at it than both myself and my parents!

California is still battling this dumb, dumb proposition. It doesn't matter what parts you have in your pants. If you love someone you should be able to marry them and have the equal rights that our country was founded on as in: "All men are created equal" [the color of your skin nor the person you love should determine these rights]

I can recommend...

Uh Yah...the Sephora gal lead me to this...Super Lip Gloss by Make Up Forever

Super sticky, sheer color, layerable for more color, stays on for days

New In the Studio - A couple of birthdays

I didn't get a chance to photograph these before the sun went down so you'll have to enjoy a digital picture. Again, filling my own need really. I needed a humorous one for friends and a regular one for those who I can't joke with in that way.

Both turned out pretty fun. The swirly b-day has me a bit spellbound though. I feel as if there will be more swirly moments in my future.

My MFA in Beauty

I *heart* blush A LOT. It makes me well...look like I'm alive rather than my pasty, dead, white self. I've been out of my Tarte for a while now and just keep forgetting to pick one up when I'm at the mall [maybe because I haven't been].



A couple weeks ago I was reading More Magazine, you know the one...for women of a certain age magazine. They said when you hit 40 that you should move to a cream blush vs a powder so that looks part of your skin, vs sitting on top of it. This made me realize something. This education of mine, this beauty MFA I've given myself over the last 20+ years in makeup and eyeliner...it means Jack Sh*t. I've gotta relearn everything for my 40 year old self. I mean...I didn't know that and I read every stinkin' article, in every friggin' magazine known to man. I'm telling you...I was all set for my dissertation I was "this" close to my Doctorate in Beauty.

Cream blush instead of powder. I liked it before this but now, now it's not a want, it's a need. If you need me this weekend I'll be at Sephora buying the Tarte and probably 3 other things I never knew I needed.

PS it is a great product, even when I was 35. Sheer color, easily blendable and lasts for about a year. It always helped glue on that powder blush too. Apply before you put your powder on [after lotion/foundation] otherwise the stick rubs the powder into little clumps. keep out of the heat in summer. One blobby little mess I tell ya.

Chocolate jewels

It is fast approaching V-Day so gifts are sort of on my brain right now. I'm a Valentine's Day person. Some people aren't but after years of being sad while single I made a decision that I was going to make it the best day ever. Even though I have a lovebug now, I still go out of my way to give treats to my girls [and some guy friend too]. I've done some elaborate gifts for my girlfriends over the years such as painted tiffany blue boxes with a giant candy diamond ring inside, letterpressed posters, pieces of art...I'm slacking this year and I'm scrambling in desperation right now. I have a very half-assed idea planned. So i'm on a dead run printing my ass off this week to get to the plate and color that I need. It's too late to explain why I can't jump from point A to point D in the color thing.

But while looking at another favorite food store of mine Dean & Deluca [why oh why do they not exist on the west coast?] I found these fabulous chocolate gems A little steep for my ideas but how cute are they?



CHOCOLATE JEWELS
This richly hued assortment of hand-painted chocolate jewels is a sure way to capture anyone's heart. Large dark chocolate diamonds are filled with creamy Champagne or Grand Marnier ganache. Smaller gems are solid dark chocolate or dark chocolate crunch. Sixteen pieces, 9 oz, total USA $100

Patrick Roger Chocolates

French Darling, very expensive but I bet so yummy. The blue box isn't horrible either.

hottie hotness

yes, please- in my next life as a rich woman with a good spine.

Alexander Mc Queen > via Net-A-Porter $835

We interrupt this blog for a casting notice

So I happen to know the casting director for this show. They are looking for their new Bachelor so if you know of anyone and want to be connected email me. They are Looking for 25-35 [will go to 40] all-American, you know handsome and has it ALL minus the girl. They do want someone interested in finding love and not just wanting to be on TV.

email me richele [at] richiedesigns.com
for more info.

New In the Studio -It's Always Something

I've been sitting on this file for about 5 months now. It just seemed such a downer to me that I thought no one is going to want this card. I decided to say f**k it and do it anyway. I generally print or design things that I need for myself and this one could have been put to use a number of times during that waiting period. So there you have it "my own private idaho". Please click on the images to see them larger the type detail is really fun - my photography not so much on these.




hand lettered text, letterpressed on cream and bright white stock with moss ink.
A4 size $4.50

PS I'll finally be getting my Etsy site up and running soon with credit card purchases available. If you need one right away, avail by check. just email. Also coming shortly...some awesome birthday cards. I'll be busy the next couple of weeks printing.