Arms Are For Hugging The Dandy Warhols

This evening I spent watching back-to-back episodes of my old, favourite teen drama series 'My So-Called Life'. I don't remember when it was aired over here, maybe when I was 15? It follows the angsty, grungy tribulations of 15-year old Angela, and her love obsessions with Jordan Catalano, played by Jared Leto. Before he was in 30 Seconds To Mars. Before he was..corny. Back when he was a teenage heartthrob. Swoon, etc.

Sentences were constructed of "like"s and "you know?"s, and staring wistfully at the ceiling, waiting for another poignant statement to pop into your head. Oh to be idealistic and young again.
Actually, no. Life involves less swooning and heartache these days, I much prefer to keep it that way.

As my sense of self deepens, and I become - dare I use the phrase so frequently coined - comfortable in my own skin (although it's a little baggier around the thighs than I'd like), I still like to have bi-annual reinventions and dress completely differently. These days it becomes a seasonal inclination; Being barefoot and hippy like seems appropriate and invigorating during the more temperate months, but come winter, the opportunities for layering and knitwear and black, black, black are too tempting to ignore.
I change my hair colour more habitually than my family can keep account of anyway, but I also envelope myself in styles, scenes and customs. I think of it as merely broadening myself.

Recently, spurred on my love of the Dandy Warhols, I've been embracing everything they inspire in me. A little sleepy, lot rock & roll, psychedelic, 60's/70's feel.
I couldn't hope to choose a favourite song by this band. My first gig (1999, aged 16), my first love, and dare I say, my first crush. A poster of the frontman Courtney Taylor-Taylor was tacked inside my school desk for years. This song, 'Nothing To Do' (not a proper video unfortunately) is a personal favourite. In my ever-changing Top 5. Probably.

A track by another band, Band Of Horses, called Dilly.. I can't work out how I feel about the song. I guess I like it, but the fact that it doesn't provoke much of an opinion in me either way doesn't sound right. Still, the aesthetics of the video are just lovely. A little bit sepia, bikers, beards, good boots and men with long hair..

I made some lovely purchases this week too. I'd say discoveries, but I'd already discovered this truly wonderful Etsy store Moon Raven Designs a little while back, when I ordered a couple of resin (but truly lifelike) bird skull drawer pulls for a cabinet I renovated.
This trip, I added a beautifully crafted silver bird skull pendant to the jewellery box (which the guy is kindly re-hanging onto a piece of deerskin thong, in place of the ballbearing chain), and a truly huge black resin skull ring. I can't wait for them to arrive!

Via Moon Raven Designs

Via Moon Raven Designs

via Drops of Jupiter; Photo by Scott Pommier

I guess I'm not the only one lusting secretly after life on the open road. Tiffany over at Drops Of Jupiter has been feeling it too.

If I had my way, I'd listen to Neil Young every day. Cinnamon Girl.