Sunday, August 10, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
Why have I never heard of this before!?!
OMG! OMG! OMG!
'Cupcake weekend' opens to massive crowd
Dubai: Sun, 22 Jun 2008
Cupcake Weekend, a three-day event being held at Mercato, opened to huge crowds on Friday with workshops, competitions, and displays all based on cupcakes. 'The Cupcake Weekend', which concludes on Sunday, is being held as part of the numerous events during Dubai Summer Surprises 2008. It features a whole evening of a variety of cup cakes including workshops, a Mercato statement said. The event will be displayed in three sections - a competition area, a workshop area, and a free sampling counter. Arranged by Del Mar Cakes, the Cupcake Weekend will include cake icing competitions for children and parents, workshops on how to make cupcakes, and free cupcake samplings from a delicious range.
-TradeArabia News Service
'Cupcake weekend' opens to massive crowd
Dubai: Sun, 22 Jun 2008
Cupcake Weekend, a three-day event being held at Mercato, opened to huge crowds on Friday with workshops, competitions, and displays all based on cupcakes. 'The Cupcake Weekend', which concludes on Sunday, is being held as part of the numerous events during Dubai Summer Surprises 2008. It features a whole evening of a variety of cup cakes including workshops, a Mercato statement said. The event will be displayed in three sections - a competition area, a workshop area, and a free sampling counter. Arranged by Del Mar Cakes, the Cupcake Weekend will include cake icing competitions for children and parents, workshops on how to make cupcakes, and free cupcake samplings from a delicious range.
-TradeArabia News Service
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Dykes R Us?
For me, just the idea of walking into a mall makes me gasp a little for air. I breathe harder, gulping air in mild to moderate panic when I actually do step into a mall. But sometimes, sometimes it's necessary. I need some nicer clothes. Most of my
clothes come from Upper Playground, which is fine if you're an environmental activist working for a nonprofit in San Francisco, but not so fine if you're a professional who needs to be pretty blank-slatey in terms of wardrobe. These are
the worlds I will be milling between for the next few years.
So this time, I didn't tell myself I was going clothes shopping. This time, I told myself "You are going to J Crew and Banana Republic" which is far, far easier to swallow. I was on the search for thin sweaters. That's all. Some V-necks, some crewnecks, whatever. Just thinnish, maybe merino wool sweaters. Mostly darker colors, but maybe I'd throw in a lime green for those days I'm feeling extra spunky. Certainly it wouldn't be a problem to find thin sweaters. Afterall, they
are sort of season-less, especially in San Francisco. They are perfect for layering, maybe with a shirt underneath and then a jacket over it for the chillier december-march days and from april-nov, they are great just by themselves.
I started with J Crew which had absolutely nothing that looked like it vaguely represented something I normally wear. Usually I get really frustrated really quickly and I won't take the time to really look through the racks, so I convinced
myself to paw through some racks and try really hard to find something professional, not too girly (trust me, frills and pleated shirts and light, summery materials look absolutely silly on me, plus I get the distinct feeling that I am giving up a
piece of myself when I put them on). And I found nothing. I couldn't believe it. J Crew? Really? They had truly let me down. I almost always find at least one thing when I enter a J Crew store, and usually that one thing quickly becomes my favorite fancy-ish item of clothing. Fuck the crew, on to the Banana.
As I approached Banana, I had the distinct impression that the two strores had obviously talked. I walked in, directly to the back room - the petites room! - and sighed. Surrounded by girly clothes, again. No thin sweaters to be found. Only
flowy, shapeless bright bits of cloth barely clinging to their hangers. O! Where have all the normal button-ups gone? Once again, I decided to try on things I usually don't try on. I found the perfect short-sleeved button up. Really nicely made, great color, totally hugs that professional-but-can-be-dressed-down line, and it actually fit my short but chesty body pretty perfectly. And then a deeper sigh. Fucking pleated fucking sleeves. FUCK! I just couldn't. It makes me feel like
I'm lying to myself when I see myself in clothes like that.
So am I missing something? Are there really and truly so few women (in San Francisco, I remind you), who can't shop in the men's department because it's too big, but who really don't fit in the women's department because it's too... womany?
Is there any shop that sells clothes for those who are in the middle? There has to be! I refuse to believe that I am that much of anomoly. I refuse to believe I am the only woman whose chest gets tight, who gasps for air at hearing the words "let's go clothes shopping!"
clothes come from Upper Playground, which is fine if you're an environmental activist working for a nonprofit in San Francisco, but not so fine if you're a professional who needs to be pretty blank-slatey in terms of wardrobe. These are
the worlds I will be milling between for the next few years.
So this time, I didn't tell myself I was going clothes shopping. This time, I told myself "You are going to J Crew and Banana Republic" which is far, far easier to swallow. I was on the search for thin sweaters. That's all. Some V-necks, some crewnecks, whatever. Just thinnish, maybe merino wool sweaters. Mostly darker colors, but maybe I'd throw in a lime green for those days I'm feeling extra spunky. Certainly it wouldn't be a problem to find thin sweaters. Afterall, they
are sort of season-less, especially in San Francisco. They are perfect for layering, maybe with a shirt underneath and then a jacket over it for the chillier december-march days and from april-nov, they are great just by themselves.
I started with J Crew which had absolutely nothing that looked like it vaguely represented something I normally wear. Usually I get really frustrated really quickly and I won't take the time to really look through the racks, so I convinced
myself to paw through some racks and try really hard to find something professional, not too girly (trust me, frills and pleated shirts and light, summery materials look absolutely silly on me, plus I get the distinct feeling that I am giving up a
piece of myself when I put them on). And I found nothing. I couldn't believe it. J Crew? Really? They had truly let me down. I almost always find at least one thing when I enter a J Crew store, and usually that one thing quickly becomes my favorite fancy-ish item of clothing. Fuck the crew, on to the Banana.
As I approached Banana, I had the distinct impression that the two strores had obviously talked. I walked in, directly to the back room - the petites room! - and sighed. Surrounded by girly clothes, again. No thin sweaters to be found. Only
flowy, shapeless bright bits of cloth barely clinging to their hangers. O! Where have all the normal button-ups gone? Once again, I decided to try on things I usually don't try on. I found the perfect short-sleeved button up. Really nicely made, great color, totally hugs that professional-but-can-be-dressed-down line, and it actually fit my short but chesty body pretty perfectly. And then a deeper sigh. Fucking pleated fucking sleeves. FUCK! I just couldn't. It makes me feel like
I'm lying to myself when I see myself in clothes like that.
So am I missing something? Are there really and truly so few women (in San Francisco, I remind you), who can't shop in the men's department because it's too big, but who really don't fit in the women's department because it's too... womany?
Is there any shop that sells clothes for those who are in the middle? There has to be! I refuse to believe that I am that much of anomoly. I refuse to believe I am the only woman whose chest gets tight, who gasps for air at hearing the words "let's go clothes shopping!"
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Cuba libre
Under Cuba's national health care trans folks can now receive sex change operations for free. Yay Cuba.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
The Big Bang Part Deux
In like, one month, scientists are going to finish construction on a "Large Hadron Collider" which will apparently recreate conditions right after the Big Bang. They will shoot two beams of subatomic particles in opposite directions in a tube they've built underground on the border between France and Switzerland and we will know the workings of the universe!
The only problem is the apparently somewhat rational fear that running the Large Hadron Collider may result in the creation of black holes and/or strangelets. Seriously? Weird black holes fucking with time and space itself could result and they are still DOING this? But don't worry, apparently it's only a 1 in 50,000,000 chance that doomsday will happen as a result of the commissioning of the collider.
Oh and strangelets, by the way, are described by wiki as:
A strangelet or "strange nugget" is a hypothetical object consisting of a bound state of roughly equal numbers of up, down, and strange quarks. The size could be anything from a few femtometers across (with the mass of a light nucleus) to something much larger. Once the size becomes macroscopic (on the order of meters across), such an object is usually called a quark star or "strange star" rather than a strangelet. An equivalent description is that a strangelet is a small fragment of strange matter.. That explains it.
Whatever, all I'm saying is that if I'm late to work sometime in mid August, it's because I got sucked into a black hole, and it's an hour earlier in my parallel universe.
The only problem is the apparently somewhat rational fear that running the Large Hadron Collider may result in the creation of black holes and/or strangelets. Seriously? Weird black holes fucking with time and space itself could result and they are still DOING this? But don't worry, apparently it's only a 1 in 50,000,000 chance that doomsday will happen as a result of the commissioning of the collider.
Oh and strangelets, by the way, are described by wiki as:
A strangelet or "strange nugget" is a hypothetical object consisting of a bound state of roughly equal numbers of up, down, and strange quarks. The size could be anything from a few femtometers across (with the mass of a light nucleus) to something much larger. Once the size becomes macroscopic (on the order of meters across), such an object is usually called a quark star or "strange star" rather than a strangelet. An equivalent description is that a strangelet is a small fragment of strange matter.. That explains it.
Whatever, all I'm saying is that if I'm late to work sometime in mid August, it's because I got sucked into a black hole, and it's an hour earlier in my parallel universe.
Monday, May 26, 2008
I like it
One of the newest changes in my apartment is the addition of my craft "nook." I'm using that word because it's the cutest way to describe a tiny-ass corner of a small apartment. I mean, maybe it's just me, but I'd love to go apartment hunting to find a nice kitchen nook, or even an entry nook. Thus my craft nook.
Here it is. It's got shelves for organizations, baskets of yarn and cute papers I've collected and a small magnetic fuzzy mushroom hanging out to watch all the action (thanks smelissa!).
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Here it is. It's got shelves for organizations, baskets of yarn and cute papers I've collected and a small magnetic fuzzy mushroom hanging out to watch all the action (thanks smelissa!).
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Saturday, May 24, 2008
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