It's happening. I am going to publish a pin-up boys magazine: Boys & Wheels. Spinning wheels, that is. Beautiful men, posed seductively next to sexy spinning wheels. The whole idea came from a Dark Roasted Blend post, Girls & Trucks. Also loosely inspired by this flickr set that I loved from first sight, and by... Continue Reading →
I am truly awful at finishing. It's not that my stories get lost and wander out of control, with no idea of how to bring them home. Except for one sad attempt at a mystery that turned into a ghost story and wandered off into the heavens, I can generally see the end, and the... Continue Reading →
Ex-cuuse me, hip knitters?
Okay, the prosecco is kicking in. I felt bubbly and happy, and I was cruising through Twist Collective's new issue, drooling over several patterns (Timpani, I'm coming for you, I swear). Then I ran into this. Are they serious? There's no tongue-in-cheek thing going on here? I know Twist is not Bust or anything, but... Continue Reading →