The loveliest tea sampler from Marble & Milkweed. I’m a bit of a coffee fiend, and have been for a number of years, but before that I really did love the the calming ritual of a small pot of tea. I’m not giving up my coffee anytime soon, but I couldn’t resist trying some of their tea blends. So far the standout is the gorgeous Forest Tea; a mélange of “organic heirloom pu-erh, organic lapsang souchong, wild-harvested douglas fir tips, and the delicate woodland character of blackberry and violet leaves.” It’s slightly smoky, subtly sweet, and really quite wonderful.
Alexander McQueen Pagan Unicorn Pouch and Fluevog Arabella flats that I picked up for a song on tradesy. If you are looking for designer items and you don’t mind previously used (don’t be such a snob about your snobby high end stuff!) I highly suggest you peek around on the site. Use my referral link for $20 off your first purchase of $50 or more! I’ve never really considered myself crazy about shoes or handbags and I would never pay full price for any of this stuff, but if you’ve ever longed for something previously thought unattainable by a super fancy designer, you might just find it on tradesy.
Lovely little dishes and trays from CatsPawPottery on etsy, for stray baubles and trinkets and maybe incense, too. I like to leave safe places scattered around the house for precious things. Very reasonably priced, too! I saw these over on wolfnwhisky last year and have been thinking of them ever since.
The Coven playing cards from 52Ravens, “Custom poker size playing cards inspired by the mystery of the covens witches.” Which coven? I don’t know, but I saw the Kickstarter for them a few months ago, and I can never resist a vaguely occult themed or esoteric playing card deck. I don’t even play cards! But they are really beautiful, and I suppose they make nice gifts.
Kale Cafe Juice bar and Vegan Cuisine in Daytona Beach. Our little town doesn’t really have many vegan or vegetarian offerings (that I’m aware of, anyway) and so when my brother in law and sister were in town this weekend I jumped at the chance to try this place out, as I’d been hearing about it for a few years. On downtown Beach St., it’s in an excellent location, along a small strip with some antiques shops, a taco restaurant, a coffee shop, a few book stores, and a record store around the corner. It was a chaotic little place but warm and friendly, and the owners offered samples of just about everything on the menu, if you wanted to try something out before ordering it. Standouts were the kale salad, the jerk mushrooms (so spicy! but good) and the seitan marsala. It was a very different sort of meal than the one I had later in the evening which included a gourmet local cheese board. lobster, a petit filet and $18 cocktails, that’s for certain! But life is all about balance, right?
My Satanic Feminist tee shirt from Nattskiftet finally arrived! The funny thing is, I thought I ordered this months and months ago. When it never showed up, I checked my paypal account and it turns out I never ordered it after all. Did I dream the whole thing up? It was very weird. Anyhow, when it was back in stock again, I double and triple checked the entire process – I wasn’t taking any chances this time. I might wear this the next time I visit the dreadmills at the YMCA, what do you think?
New spectacles! I have wanted a pair of cat eye glasses for the longest time, and when I saw this pair from Derek Cardigan, I knew I’d found just the thing! They felt a little severe at first, but I think that adds to the charm.
Fragments of Him is a playable interactive narrative where you follow the life of Will and experience how he affected the lives of those he left behind.
I am now one pound heavier than I was when I started.
A lot of great things have happened in the past year. I traveled to Iceland! I hosted my second Death Cafe! Several friends have asked me to participate in fun projects! And some not-so-great things happened. My grandfather passed, making our small family even smaller. Care for my grandmother has consumed me, and in providing this care I missed out on what may have been a once in a lifetime opportunity to attend a family reunion in the Midwest, and a chance to meet some relatives I didn’t even know that I had.
As is the way sometimes, right now it feels like the bad outweighs the good, and emotionally that’s weighing on me quite heavily. Physically, all of the weight I have not lost (and the little I lost but gained back) is weighing on me as well. All of this weight is no small burden and it’s making me pretty glum.
What have I done about it? Well, I stepped on the scale, for one. That was rather terrifying, but I guess you have to know what you’re working with, right? So, now we are starting all over again, I suppose.
I’ve got so much on my plate right now – pardon the pun – that I almost don’t even care what happens with my weight and with my health, and I certainly don’t care to dwell on it. I guess I could make a list of all of the things I’m going to do or not going to do, but that’s of interest to no one but me and to be truthful, it doesn’t even interest me that much.
I went for a walk last night. I will go for another walk tonight. I will probably do it again tomorrow. I have been walking for exercise since I was eleven years old, and it’s what I know how do to. I don’t believe I am going to make myself crazy about it right now. I am going to walk every night this week, and we will see what things look like next week.
Not much of a report, is it? Well, that’s just the way things go. In the meantime, I don’t look too awful in this dress, so I’m not going to cry about it.
Thanks to all who entered my Summer Scents For Those Who Shun The Sun giveaway, over on the bloodmilk blog last week. I loved reading all of your beautiful, evocative scent descriptions! Alas, I can only choose one winner, and according to the random number generator, our winner of samples for each scent listed (along with several other selections!) is….#7, Tai!
Tai, please email me at mlleghoul AT gmail dot com so that I can send these fragrances your way!
In the original post it seems I neglected to mention where these scents can be found. Allow me to remedy that! Most of them can be found on amazon. See below for links. Regretfully, the Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab scent that I listed, “Danube” , looks like it is no longer on the site (I must have a really old bottle). I have found their scent “Arkham” to be strangely comparable, though..
The Duke Of Burgundy, directed by Peter Strickland, has been on my watch-list for a while now. I was quite taken with the dreamy trailer, (an “aesthete’s dream!”, one reviewer proclaimed) and had already enjoyed Strickland’s Berberian Sound studio, a twisty, imaginative “anti-horror” film, and so I was prepared to watch something quite beautiful that would probably go absolutely nowhere. I don’t think this makes me very popular when it comes to my turn to pick a film for group-viewing, but these sorts of nonsensical, plodding, but visually exquisite films are among my very favorites.
Advertised as “Sex, Bondage, & Butterflies”, I suppose the best way to sum this up in ten words or less is: “Gorgeous lesbian lovers/lepidoptera enthusiasts have minor spat”. That doesn’t give away any spoilers, does it? I am not sure that there are any to give away.
In any event, if you are intrigued by the non-review above, but aren’t yet sure if this is your cup of tea, have a peek at some of the incredibly lovely imagery.
A text from my sister earlier this week, after a conversation which very nearly escalated in a panic attack for me, but which didn’t, because I think I am too repressed to fully experience a full-blown panic attack.
“..I worry that you have developed this pattern throughout your life where you NEED something to agonize over, dread, or freak out about in order to feel normal. This impacts your capacity for joy and hurts my heart for you.”
Yes, she is a mental health counselor, so she is certainly qualified to recognize these things.
I don’t remember ever not being this way. Even as a little girl, I recall, for example, sitting in an airplane seat and dreading the part of the journey where I might have to pee; I’d have to get out of my seat, disrupt my seatmates, make my way up the aisle and hopefully not trip over anything, find the bathroom, hope that it’s empty, hope that I can look nonchalant if I have to wait, hope that there’s not a long line of disgruntled passengers after I’m done, make my way back to my seat without incident, and disrupt my seatmates again. As an adult, I still carry this fearful scenario with me, and now, as then, I will just hold it in until my bladder feels like it is going to explode – yes, even if it is a six hour flight – and just wait til we have landed.
My whole life is like that -an extended airplane ride wherein I have to pee, but I don’t want to disturb anyone, make a fuss, look foolish.
I think it might be time to start thinking about how my life, and my “capacity for joy” is being impacted by my nervousness and anxiety and neuroses. And I think it might be time to look into getting help for it.
I was absolutely thrilled today to find that the blog entries and frivolous writings I did in 2011, right before I moved, were still available deep in the internet archives! It seems a silly thing, I suppose. It was all just observations and lists and a record of my days, but I loved my little ghostsinthegarden blog quite dearly, and I was sorry to let it go. I am not even sure why I let it go, to be honest. Ah well… other blogs, other times.
I have started moving old entries into my current archives here, so that I will always have a record of them. “Always”, I suppose, as long as I don’t let this one languish and become buried by the sands of time and the internet as well. I’ll be more diligent this time, I promise.
If you are curious as to what I was up to in the summer of 2011, take a look!
In the meantime, I am reposting an entry from August 12, 2011, in which I talked about…you guessed it. Fripperies and perfume. I am fairly predictable.
Still Life With Adornments
There is something about a small grouping of items which I find quite pleasing. I’ve always loved “still life” paintings… a rustic bowl of seasonal fruit, an antique vase of hothouse flowers…there is a quiet calm to these little gatherings that I find rather soothing to gaze upon.
Lately I’ve been composing my own hushed, still tableaux with a small collection of well loved-items. I think there is a comforting magic present in a thing well loved, which translates into a tranquil bit of beauty for the eye when it is weary of the drab in every day drudgery, or even the flash and glam of common advertising that we are constantly bombarded with. Don’t you find those things tiresome? I know my own eyes need restful visions upon which to fall sometimes.
Click the images for a link to individual flickr pages with detailed description of the contents of each collection.
Fashion for gentle poets of sensual horror, for a life brimming with uncanny beauty and perverse, morbid delights. Conjure a dreamy wardrobe of desolate chateaus, solitary vampires and violent seduction.
Click on each image to take you to a polyvore page with a complete item list.
A new @8tracks playlist, inspired by Elizabeth Hand’s work of short fiction, “Near Zennor”. Image via landtraces.com
Tracklist:
Prologue, Richard Moult | Oracle, Paper Dollhouse | Enchanter’s Nightshade, Eternal Tapestry | Morgiana, The Hare And The Moon | The Stone Steps, The Soulless Party | His Arm Has Grown Long, Alexander Tucker | The Wind That Cracks The Leaves, In Gowan Ring | Don’t Break The Curse, Hexvessel | The Faery Round, Drcarlsonalbion | Black Mill Tapes, Pye Corner Audio | Black Butterfly, King Dude
