i'm waiting for my man

Wednesday, December 29, 2010


Last festive post this year. Jash and I got a little wild pre-Christmas weekend and after 5 years the Lahey beards came out again. There was even a few candid Dark Santa shots (black plastic bag.) After a number of celebratory drinkie-poo's, the evening devolved into a bizarro immigrant dance party.

The time it took to hand sew the London print stockings is more than I am willing to admit to at the moment... my embroidered name is still just pinned down and not yet complete. One day. 

I'm Waiting For My Drink sung to the tune of:

Miss Party

i got you babe

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Really getting into posting youtube videos but COME ON, these so clearly rule. How cool is Cher? She's been in awesome movies (namely Mermaids with Winona Ryder), made some seriously hot jams and did a collaboration with Beavis and Butthead. Amazing! Not to mention that she is a total babe. Sonny Bono and Cher had such sweet style; matching outfits, fur vests, FRINGE. Need I say more? Can someone please date me so we can make amazing duets such as this and wear matching outfits? I swear, it will be a party. Think about it. Here are some photographs to whet your whistle on and get you into the idea:

(all photos courtesy of cher style)

 I'm now accepting applications.

Miss Sandy

valley of the dolls

Sunday, December 26, 2010


Chanel windows, lovely as always. Those dolls would be the type to give you nightmares or you would just wake up to them strangling you. Olivia Stingle was telling me about this dream people have had throughout the ages where you see a hag in the corner of your room and she works her way over to your bed only to sit on your chest and strangle you. The term for it is "hagged." Has anyone else heard of this and/or been hagged?

Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday weekend.... without hags. 

Miss Sandy

favourite christmas moments

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

As much as I love the holiday season I am fairly Charlie Brown about it. My holidays usually turn into a mixture of all the movies I truly love. Having already posted the Seinfeld Festivus clip, I thought I would add to the list of favourite Christmas movie moments (this is, by no means, a definitive list):

 One winter, Jash made a wonderful holiday feast which I showed up to with a plastic bag beard demanding drinky-poo's. The night ended with my mom, our getaway car and accomplice, taking Miss Cecily and I to the north side of Edmonton to leave Christmas lawn ornaments and ski boots at a punk house called The Fun House. We laughed all the way home. 


No funny story to accompany this one, I just have an affinity for good 'ol CB. We share a very similar outlook on life. 
"I think there must be something wrong with me Linus, Christmas is coming but I'm not happy. I don't feel the way I'm supposed to feel. I just don't understand Christmas I guess. I like getting presents and sending Christmas cards and decorating trees and all that but I'm still not happy. I always end up feeling depressed."


The original clip I wanted to use from A Christmas Story doesn't want to work so here is a link. The above one has definitely happened to me a a time or two.... but I was never double dog dared, it was voluntary.

It has taken me quite a while to come to terms with this story and divulge it even to my nearest and dearest, Jash.  A few weeks ago we were talking about our childhood when somehow I brought up the fact that my dad had forgot to pick me up on numerous occasions when I was younger. There are two vivid memories I had of this, one of which was after I had gone skiing to Snow Valley with my school. At this time, I was sporting a neon pink onesie with purple and orange detailing my parents had bought in Los Angeles - not a very easy outfit to get out of even on the best of days. So there I was, my rockin' 90s onesie snowsuit, waiting with all my ski gear. And boy did I have to pee.

It's not as if we lived far from our elementary school, but when you're young and have a pile of stuff that weighs more than you, walking home was not an option. I'm not sure at what point I deemed it a hopeless situation, but when I did the school had been closed for what seemed like ages. That is when my neon pink onesie became a darker hue and I had peed myself. When I told Jash this story I actually laughed so hard I cried. I did eventually get home. Damper and a whole lot worse for wear. 


As a I child I always assumed I would die young and come back to haunt someone. I still get that impression. I hope I do it as well as Marley and Marley from A Muppets Christmas Carol. I should start writing my ghostly songs so I'll be prepared for the afterlife haunt jam sessions. I wonder how many chains I'll be wearing. 


I love the claymation television specials but I feel like some of them have been discounted and forgotten such as Will Vinton's Claymation Christmas Celebration featuring The California Raisins. The most soulful dried fruit to ever exist! This is truly a holiday hit. 

Miss Sandy

christmas don't be late

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Pandemic times in Londontown. The epic snowfall (epic in British terms) have put the city to a halt practically. Severe delays, all airports shutdown over the weekend, it's insanity. I'm sure the next big crisis will be the salt shortage because grating and shovelling snow is out of the question. 

This is the first time I will not be returning home for Christmas, but by the looks of it I wouldn't have anyway due to the "severe weather conditions" and all the grounded planes at the busiest airports in the world. Instead, Josh and I eat delicious meals and then attend candlelit Christmas Carol services at the local church where I was touched by some sort of spirit in the foyer. I felt a nudge in an empty room. Anyone else have ghostly experiences? 

Miss Sandy


Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Last Friday I treated myself to some gin/elderflower drinky-poo's and wandered down to Somerset House for the Tiffany & Co. Skating Rink. It was a sparkling dream to my squinted eyes until I realized I was on the road to frostbite - round 2! Alone, I admired the Tiffany's pop up shop that is in the shape of their trademarked robin eggs blue box. Quite the spectacle. I haven't skated in years but once Jash has a minute off of work and I find some suitable winter clothes, this will be the spot to hit. I have until January 23rd. I think I can make that happen. 

Miss Sandy

mystery science theatre 3000 christmas

Monday, December 20, 2010

Mystery Science Theatre 3000 has to be one of my favourite cult classic television shows. Who ever came up with the premise is GENIUS. A hired temp, Mike, is sent off into space for an experiment which the results are of little consequence to the world. Mike is forced to watch the worst movies possible with his robot friends Gypsy, Tom Servo, Cambot, and Croooow while the evil dudes monitor them. It's like sitting in a movie theatre with people who are constantly talking over terrible movies. Amazing. 

Anyway, this is their Christmas Special, I can understand if you don't make it through all 10 clips, but it's pretty hilarious. I one day hope to understand every popular culture reference they make. It is an incredibly sophisticated television program, especially considering it was once aired on YTV along with Goosebumps, Are You Afraid of The Dark?, Reboot, and PJ Katie's Farm in the 90s (to name a few.) 

My favourite is their girl group reference in the second video. They are so clever. Anyone else love the terrifying devil man? 

Miss Sandy

Festivus Feats of Strength

Monday, December 20, 2010


The final touches to our Christmas Decor. In my spare time (all the time) I sewed us Cath Kidston London print stockings, glued together some lovely paper chains, and made our happy festivus lettering. You can get pretty crafty when you have very little to work with; this is living proof. I think it's quite a fetching set up.

Miss Sandy

all shook down

Friday, December 17, 2010

The one thing about living in such a happening city (besides all the incredible food I've been stuffing myself with) is the access to all the extraordinary magazines I would search for, in vein, back in Edmonton.  Now all I have to do is walk the two blocks to the well stocked store and visit all my friends, Lula, Purple, and Twin. May I just say the current issues are MIND BLOWING.

Lula interviewed T.S. Elliot (of The Outsiders & Rumblefish fame), Jenny and Johnny (a new found favourite thanks to a boy), Exene Cervenka (X!!!) Nick Cave, Kim Gordon, and Sophie Calle just to name a few! Not to mention Charlotte Gainsbourg is on the cover. Now if that isn't a recipe for incredibleness than I don't know WHAT IS!

The best part about it all is that each interview is completely different, the format, everything. Artists interviewing artists, Miranda July asking unconventional questions (and requests such as: 'Take a picture of yourself reading whatever book you are reading at the moment, with the book covering your face'). It truly is an inspiring read; rules of writing are arbitrary, content and major style reign supreme. Don't even get me started on their editorials.... oh dear, it's too dreamy.

Twin, the bi-annual fashion book, on it's third issue is another hit. It honestly is a book, complete with a table of contents and sections divided into chapters, which I appreciate as it makes referencing things again MUCH easier. A clean layout is always preferable. The thing I love about Twin is that it is always a step ahead, I never read repeated topics. It is always something I haven't yet discovered on my own which says a lot in this digital age... or maybe I have lost touch completely. Highlights for me were: 

- The Hotness: sexy photos by Ross Mcdonnell, sexy words by Karley Sciortino of Slutever.

- Guerilla Girls - Feminist Art Renegades. I am embarrassed to say I was not aware of this but have since gone ape shit (har har) over them after reading about their art equality campaigns.

- Shane Meadows (if you haven't seen This Is England get on it!) now there is a television show featuring the original characters from the movie. If I had cable, I would be all over this.

-Alison Mosshart (1/2 of the kills!) talks life lessons from the road... I am able to live out my personal fantasies about being in a touring band... augh

- June Newton on photography, art direction, and her late husband, Helmut Newton

- Plasticine sloth accessory shoot. I never tire of their inventive ways of displaying accessories. (Side note: did anyone else eat play-doh as a child? I've noticed they started making edible play-doh)

I have yet to make it through this issue of Purple Magazine but it should keep me occupied for the next while. At least now I can take a break from the endless hours of Twin Peaks I've been banking these past few days. For supposedly being a hardy Canadian, I'm a pretty big wuss to the damp cold of London. Hope my red sheets weren't too blinding.

Miss Sandy