Thursday, November 12, 2009

Well Noted



Living in Pasadena comes with some perks, one of those being the antique malls and shops that line historic streets like Orange Grove and Fair Oaks, which at one time were driven by horse and buggies. One was even called Route 66.
My boyfriend and I went to an antique store on Fair Oaks. We were rummaging through boxes of old postcards - many with original writing intact. It's curious how interested we became in reading all the little notes and letters written by people before us who we never knew. Strangely, the writing called to me in a familiar way, like I had just received it at my mailbox instead of uncovering it from an old box labeled, "postcards $2." My boyfriend took home some pretty incredibly finds. I still potentially want to put them up on my wall in a cluster of framed cards. Probably saw something on Apartmenttherapy that inspired me. Here are some I found. I love the illustrations and font, plus the vibrant colors used on mine. You just don't see that amount of work put into cards anymore, unless their wedding invitations. In case you're wondering, here's what the first one says: "Happiness is a perfume you cannot pour on others, without getting a few drops on yourself." And "Troubles are like babies. They only grow bigger by nursing." Kitschy, clever and well noted!  


Here are a couple, which aren't mine, but ones I found to be incredibly humorous for being vintage postcards. They both feature prostitutes. The first one is supposed to be a prostitutes legs bitten by fleas from beds, which we assume, are plenty and varied. The second one is French, obviously, and shows a prostitute stealing from her unaware client.   







Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Sneaker Pimps

This week involved pimping my roommate and my sneakers, meaning tossing the dirt-accumulating shoes in the washer. Afterward, we lined them up near the balcony window to get a little sunshine dry. In fact, sunlight's ultraviolet rays are an antiseptic and kill bacteria. Should be good news for anyone drying their washed sneakers. 


Never really noticed the manifold canvased converse that live in our apartment.

Lived in, but squeaky clean!