This all started at some point this summer when I ran upon this article in Salon.com. It’s all about brides who take “trash the dress” pictures after their ridiculously expensive weddings (and sometimes wearing unbelievably expensive designer dresses). I really enjoyed the photography (there’s a blog at trashthedress.wordpress.com), and shared the article and info with Dear Daughter. Well, over the summer, we got to thinking… why wait for a wedding? Why not just get a throwaway dress and have fun with the photography right away?
So, we paid a visit to Goodwill, and found a really cool wedding dress for only $50 (small price to pay for a fun photography project!). And our plan was to go scout out cool locations and take some photos, maybe even taking turns wearing the dress and being photographer. But (the plot thickens) on that very evening, a friend (who I’d told about the project) called to tell me that she’d found a wedding dress in her closet — she thought she’d given it to Goodwill, but there it was, and I could have it. So, all of a sudden, we had two wedding dresses (think of the possibilities!)!
Ah, but then if we’re both wearing the dresses, who’s going to take the photos? This is where Fletch enters the picture. He brings another camera, and lots of enthusiasm and energy to the project. We all got together this afternoon for our inaugural photo shoot and had tons of fun and a hilarious time playing with our two gowns and three cameras (with a dog thrown in on occasion!).
(btw, if anyone out there would like to join in the project, or if you have old wedding attire that you’d like to contribute (we only have one veil at this point, and it might be fun to throw a tux into the mix…), please feel free to contact me!)
UPDATE: more here!
(Photos by Fletch)
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Well, I made it out to Chattanooga’s Culture Fest on Saturday afternoon (so did DD and Fletch). It was an absolutely gorgeous day, so I rode my bike over to Coolidge Park instead of driving (it’s too hard to find a parking space over there these days anyway). And being on just two wheels gave me the opportunity to take a ride over the Walnut Street Bridge, which is where I took this first photo, looking over the Tennessee River toward the bluff.
There were lots of performances all afternoon. Here are some belly dancers flouncing their ruffles.
And can you believe that here we are, the last Saturday in September, almost a week since the autumnal equinox, and just two days from October, and it was still hot enough to play in the water?
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It looks like it’s going to be a very long wait.
{{sigh}} I miss the days when Apple was a cool company.
But this week something dramatic occurred in the war for consumers’ “freedom to tinker.” Apple, a company highly regarded by its customers, staked out its position in the fight. The wrong position: Apple adopted a draconian policy against people who dared to do something perfectly legal with their iPhones, and thus came out in support of the wireless industry — and against its own customers’ rights. [...]
It’s only in the cellphone business that anyone would tolerate such behavior. If a company tried this in any other industry, people would howl to the heavens. Imagine the outrage if Apple or Microsoft sold desktop PCs that allowed you to connect to the Internet only through Comcast — and then, if you tried to use Earthlink instead, the company would shut down your machine. Or what if Ford allowed you to drive your new Explorer only to Wal-Mart to buy your groceries; if you went instead to Whole Foods, a company official would come by and slash your tires. [...]
Apple has now made it plain that anybody who buys the iPhone is not really buying it. What we’re doing instead is more like renting it — Apple remains your landlord, stern, controlling, and allowed to evict you at will. At whatever price — $600, $400, $200 — that’s a very high cost to bear. If you care about your rights, don’t buy an iPhone.
UPDATE: more from the NYTimes
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This week’s creature is a sea nettle from the jellyfish exhibit at the Tennessee Aquarium.
TGIF! Have a great weekend, everyone. Take it easy and have some fun! As always, you’re welcome to watch the boardings on the ark!
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This is the roasted quail stuffed with zucchini, mushrooms and bacon, served with gouda grits at St. John’s Meeting Place (I took this picture when we were there last weekend as part of DH’s birthday celebration).
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It’s just that he doesn’t know any black people besides Sharpton (and it gets worse)!
Here’s some great coverage from (who else?) Keith Olbermann.
More here and here.
I couldn’t get over the fact that there was no difference between Sylvia’s restaurant and any other restaurant in New York City. I mean, it was exactly the same, even though it’s run by blacks, primarily black patronship. [...] There wasn’t one person in Sylvia’s who was screaming, “M-Fer, I want more iced tea.” You know, I mean, everybody was — it was like going into an Italian restaurant in an all-white suburb in the sense of people were sitting there, and they were ordering and having fun. And there wasn’t any kind of craziness at all.
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After listening to Hillary say for over a year now that if she knew then what she knows now, she would not have voted to give Bush the authorization to go into Iraq, I am shocked — seriously stunned — to hear that she voted in favor of the Lieberman-Kyl Iran vote.
WTF, mate?
I’d love to see a woman become president, but this is not the woman.
(Come on, Al — you’re the only one who can stop her!)
UPDATE: more on the Lieberman-Kyl amendment here (along with some information about Tennessee’s embarrassing senatorial delegation). And you can read the text of the amendment here.
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