"A radical departure from the skinny-pants trend of the past few years, the baggy trousers can take some getting used to. Jean Hall, 24, says the low-slung crotch of her American Apparel African-print harem pants got caught on her bike pedal while she was riding through Brooklyn, causing her to fall off. Her friend, who was riding with her, wrote about the incident on Twitter."
Here, she recounts Germany conquering Ukraine in the second world war. She brings calm, then conflict. A couple on a bench become a woman's face; a peaceful walkway becomes a conflagration; a weeping widow morphs into an obelisk for an unknown soldier. Simonova looks like some vengeful Old Testament deity as she destroys then recreates her scenes - with deft strokes, sprinkles and sweeps she keeps the narrative going. She moves the judges to tears as she subtitles the final scene "you are always near".
As a stay-at-home mom I've had almost two years to discover which of my passions mesh best with my role as a mother. During this time I've done more crafting, more sewing, and to a large extent, more living outside of my comfort zone than any other time in my life. But for the most part I haven't documented any of this. Nested was always about finding things online and, to be honest, I just don't have the time to that any more. Stepping away from my computer and doing things for myself and my daughter is really my newest passion.
That's from a post I wrote today regarding the relaunch of Nested -- an old parenting lifestyle blog of mine. Looking at the last couple posts here at dollarshort.org, I realized that a lot of the stuff I do now really should be documented. I debated whether to change dollarshort's focus or simply relaunch Nested. Ultimately I decided that I want Nested to be bigger than just me and dollarshort.org will always just be my personal site.
One of my finds at the Alameda Antique Faire last Sunday was this Carryola portable phonograph from 1926-1927. When I brought it home I noticed that -- even in 1920s standards -- the playback was way too fast. So, in a God-only-knows-how-I-did-it way, I managed to open the thing up and figure out how to fix the speed issues. There's just something way cool about fixing parts that are covered in grease.
I'm not quite sure how someone like me can look at last week's photos from Comic-Con and dare to roll my eyes at the dorkiness on display. As far as costume wearing goes, I'd like to believe that I'm on another level -- perhaps the cool plane of make-believe. After all, historical costumes are beautiful! It's an art form to reproduce them with actual vintage elements! And it's not like I walk down the street wearing this stuff. I save them for special events.
I'd like to believe all of that but in reality I'm probably no different than the folks on display in San Diego.