Mar 8, 2012
Ever been listening to an album and wondering what cocktail would best compliment the tunes?
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Check out the site and have some sips while being serenaded.

I'm listening to Bonnie Raitt and should be sipping on 8oz. Old Rip Van Winkle Bourbon on the rocks garnished with nutmeg.
Go ahead! Give her a whirl.
Jan 26, 2012
i don't do this. i don't fall in love with jewels. i was nonchalantly perusing the interwebs (more specifically, happiness is) and this ring FOUND ME, so i am not to blame. this is a photo of valerie killeen's (of bleachblack) mother's wedding ring from the mid-70s.
now picture a light champagne or yellow diamond in it and picture it on my hand.
gives a gal chills.
Jan 19, 2012

I've been watching quite a few films from the 40s and 50s lately and have been struck, nay STRICKEN (who really knows?), by the beauty and elegance of Old Hollywood. So [fanfare], this segment has hereby been designated to pay homage to the beauties of yore, starting with Gene Tierney, who is, in fact, female despite the observation that someone done cursed her with a man's name.
What has happened to the feminine beauty of Hollywood's Golden Age? Beauty has evolved into this aggressive, oversexualized burden on today's women, as Hollywood flaunts caricatured bodies and faces and a masculine forwardness absent in the lovely lasses of auld lang syne. Let's bring it back folks.
Gene Tierney was active in Hollywood from the early 40s through the 80s, with her most memorable work happening in the first couple of decades of her career. I've seen her in Leave Her To Heaven (1945- Academy Awards: Best Actress nomination), The Razor's Edge (1946), and The Mating Season (1951), but Laura (1944) is also on my list! I'd recommend The Mating Season if you're into a) b&w films b) old-school romcoms heavy on the cheese...
Jan 13, 2012
So awards season is here.
It happens every year: I am shocked at the politics of the film industry. "Drive" by Danish filmmaker Nicolas Refn has been snubbed- not officially by the Academy Awards yet, but I feel it coming. I can't even remember any other films I saw this year (which, granted, is a slight exaggeration as I see a lottttt of movies, but COME ON!)
I'm assuming it's a money thing...nothing left in the coffers to put together "For Your Consideration" packets?
Too indie? Maybe. He did after all win at Cannes, which is nothing to poo-poo but perhaps hurt him in the long run?
Under the radar? Yes, but why is that such a terrible thing to the committee?
Too foreign? Come on 'merica. This is 2012. It's called globalization.
You can check out the Golden Globe Noms here. There are still a few films I need to see before the Oscars, but overall, I'd say 2011 was a mediocre year in the world of filmmaking. Hollywood, I challenge thee in 2012, to move the EARTH with your quakes. Readdddyy...go!

Jan 10, 2012
GOALS WHILST SHOWERING
1. get real clean.
2. get out before someone else in 3-flat decides to flush toilet and boiling lava hot water scalds three layers of skin.

Jan 8, 2012
(the real voyage of discovery
consists not in seeking new landscapes
but in having new eyes)
-marcel proust-
Welcome to a Month of Sundays! (what a lovely place!)
My name is Laura and I am new...just in general. Yeah, we'll leave it at that for now. I wanted to create MOS to add one more lifestyle blog to the marketplace of ideas...!
that even felt rather depressing to tap out on mine ol' board of keys. if you knew i was kidding, i like you already!
Business time: The truth of the situation is that there is a lot of stuff bombinating about the interweb's brain [that is how i picture the internet p.s., a beehive-brain]. With Month of Sundays, I wanted to create a space where really anything goes: a blog to pay homage to beauty, allure, life, death, comedy; a gallery of photos, a selection of beat jams, hopefully someday a clip of film or two, maybe recipes, maybe kittens (definitely kittens), certainly southernisms, certainly love...
having new eyes. if i made new year's resolutions, this would be mine. what a lovely notion. i won't babble,
there's no time for that.
xo,
lb