Currently Obsessed: American Girl Kit Kittredge

I know I'm a dork but I totally want to see Kit Kittredge: An American Girl.



Little Miss Sunshine was on cable the other day and it solidified my intense girl crush on Abigail Breslin. For some reason she just makes me wish I could be a little girl again and be best friends with her. I remember a few months ago Jezebel posted a photo of her in a normal jeans and t-shirt outfit with the caption "Dear Abigail Breslin: Don't Ever Change" and I was like YES!
Remember when she presented at the Oscars with Will Smith's son when he messed up and she totally saved him. She is just the best. I know White Lightening agrees.

She is just everything that is awesome about being a little girl with out any of the grossness that makes Bratz dolls a thing that exist. Please, please don't let her turn into Tatum O'Neil, or LiLo. I mean don't get me wrong I LOVE Tatum but she has been through the ringer.

So the Kit Kittredge movie has brought up a lot of American Girl nostalgia for me.
Personally, I was a Samantha girl (the Victorian girl with brown hair and bangs, big surprise). I never had any of the outfits or accessories but I remember pouring over the catalog swooning over the accessories and the little fake food for her birthday party.

Her school stuff!
Birthday party stuff

Her lunch.
My sister was a Molly girl. Molly was from 1944.

The school stuff gets me every time.
I have a weakness for fake food.
Now for those of you that might not understand an American girl doll are around 2 feet tall which means all this stuff is like 10 times bigger than any of Barbie's stuff. By some weird loophole in laws of cute this stuff, although way bigger than Barbies stuff the American Girl stuff is somehow a million times cuter. Don't ask me to explain because there are super complicated equations involved.
We need a 10 hour mini-series about the making of the American Girl dolls from the first spark of an idea to how they designed and styled the fake food and notebook. I would Tivo that for sure.

There are a bunch of new dolls that didn't exist when I was a girl that I am drooling over. A seventies girl from San Francisco, a Mexican girl named Josefina, and a Nez Perce girl growing up in 1764, she has a teepee and everything.

Sad Songs Muxtape

This drawing goes with a poem by S.C, that can be found here. I found it by googling "sad tears". From what I can tell S.C. is a 5th grader.

Sammich made a muxtape of sad songs, aptly titled 'saddest songs EVER omg' listen here.

Spaced Out: Radical Environments of the Psychedelic Sixties

I wrote a review of this Alistair Gordon's book about crash pads and crazy hippie dwellings for Cool Hunting. Click here to read it.


Keren and I went to the release party at Ramscale this insane penthouse on the West Side Highway. It had the feel of being at a California graduation party, with proud old hippies mingling happily with the younger generation.

I nearly died when Keren presented me with one of these peace sign cookies. They are made by Flour Power Bakery in Livingston Springs. I doubt they deliver, so I might have to make the trek to wherever that is to get more.


Oakley Munson of The Rondelles and The Witnesses fame played and of course I heard more than one of the older guest murmur something about Bob Dylan. He played some Velvet Underground for the old folks and then his band Puddintang! played and the old hippies danced. We didn't get a photo but we did get the cute mini-groupies.
The bathroom. You can't see the huge spa tub with a crazy view of the river but trust me it was epic. Also you can't tell but I was talking on the telephone that was conveniently installed there.


Is that Julian Schnabels Palazzo Chupi I spied from the window? I think the unit that Bono and Maddona rejected is still on the market.

Myspace Memories

Back in the days of frequent myspace use whenever I would leave someone a comment I would upload the image to this secret photobucket account that I kept just for this purpose. I was looking through that album today and I thought I would pull out some highlights. These are pretty random out of context but I doubt they would make any more sense if I explained them.

Jarvs Specs Necklace

I wrote about this Jarvs Specs Necklace on Cool Hunting.

One time I was at a bar with Jarvis Cocker but I was too shy to talk to him. I did take a photo of us rubbing elbows though. I am the one with the blousey electric blue sleeve.


I swear to god it's him, you know that couldn't be anyone else's elbow.

Photo Essay: Striped Shirts

Boys in striped shirts at the birthday party of Keren Richter and Laura Craft.





Contrary to what you might think I don't think it's time for a new shirt paradigm.
The classics never go out of style.

Punch it in Michelle and Barack

I'm sorry but this is cute...
All politics aside you have to admit, these two are fucking cool. Love the fuschia Michelle. Maybe the future is now. Maybe we can live in a Sorkin utopia.
It's feeling all the time, more and more like:


If you haven't been following the comparisons of Matt Santos and Barack Obama you can check them out here.

Also I'm sorta loving Reggie Love. The real Charlie Young? A girl can dream.