Judy's Turn to Cry

"Cause Johnny's come back to me!"

Just kiddin' I don't have a man, Johnny seems like a scumbag anyways!

It's a Lesley Gore kind of day. I did some cleaning in the kitschen and put Miss Gore on the Stack-O-Matic. I love her but whenever I listen to her the feminist inside of me just says "C'mon girl, You don't need Johnny! Don't let men define your life!"

I figured I would show you my little spot in the house. Since the first time I came here I have sat in this chair and now it is my spot in the living room.

Beck and I tend to watch a lot of movies or TV( we may have spent a whole day watching the first season of Sons on Anarchy which I highly recommend) SO this is where I spend a good amount of my time.
One thing I have to say about this chair is that it is not comfortable at all, but it's my chair. I've made my bed now I must lie in it, or at least sit in it ;]

Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows,

Shane

Shane in Wonderland

I'm spending my day home alone listening to some good old country and hunting for Pineapple ring graphics for Beck. I took some shots of my room for you all to enjoy(it'll give you a good laugh) 75% of my life is still in Boxes. I have no furniture really, just what was in the room. All of my furniture from the house couldn't make it here on moving day. (But my mother has hired her third child[really just one of my sister's ex boyfriends who we are all good friends with] to bring my furniture and move it in for me, which makes me very happy)

It's hot here. My room is cluttered for now. We have a roommate in the basement too and she and I need to make room for my stuff so it's in my room until that happens.

Theres some of the things the room came with. This was the guest room, which was cowboy themed. Since Beck put time and effort and dollar into that theme I figured I'd keep with it.

My little comfort zone in my room. Record player, place to sit, golden pony. I'm set.

17 days in counting

(this is not my set or my photo, This has a couple pieces Im missing but I wanted to give you an idea of my set)

I move into Suburban Wonderland in 17 days. I'm getting pretty excited. but also worried. I used to be worried about living in the house and being uncomfortable alone. But After this weekend when I had the house to myself for a few hours (and not feeling weird) I'm not worried about that stuff anymore. But I still have a few worries.

Would you like to know them? Maybe help?

One of my biggest worries is hardly even connected to my new living situation. It's about the move. ABout 75% of my stuff is vintage. And a good amount is ceramic and glassware. I am worried about things breaking over the two hour drive to the new house. I already moved all of my Blue Heaven there. It took three medium-ish boxes. I haven't even looked at them since I brought them there( I hope nothing broke but I'm too afraid to check anyways) there are only 9 things In those boxes that I couldn't cope with breaking. Thats my Blue Heaven Coffee Pot(which I scored for $6 at Savers) and my set of 8 Blue Heaven old fashion glasses. The rest I could find again if I lost a pice or two.

I'm also really worried about moving in with my best friend. I won't know the area for the first month or two and I'm worried about smothering Beck and having her hate me because I'm always around.

I'm also worried about maintaining KitschCake. I get a lot of my props from Weekly thrifting trips. I have a lot of holes in my wardrobe and props and I'm worried about being in the city where good finds are sparse(fucking hipster scum stealing the things that are Important to me. which I will do a post about next).

But all around I'm excited to Move into Suburban Wonderland and go to Montserrat

HuKeLau

Oh we're goin' to a HuKeLau! HuKe, HuKe, HuKe, HuKe, HuKe HuKeLou!
Name that song!

Beck, Grace Black( Massachusetts Pin-UP Girl) and myself all went to the HuKeLau! It's a local Hawaiian theme restaurant! It's a good time, not kitsch enough for me but it does the trick when us vintage lovers want to go out to eat!

We spent the night talking about the car show season's much waited arrival. We cannot wait to get out and do things. This winter was a killer. I hardly found any good vintage! I can't wait for Brimfield Fair(which is really just a giant Flea Market)

I Have to start selling some of my vintage! Im kind of sad about it! I have been collecting for years! But it all is because of some big news! It's all worked out now that I am moving into Suburban Wonderland! Beck is amazing and letting me move into the cowboy room and make a photo studio in the basement! Her house is about 18 miles from the school so I will commute! I am so excited. Beck really is one of the best things to ever happen to me. I don't know what I would do without her.