Times They Change

I took off from the city again this weekend (madness in it!) and am once again hiding out at my parents' place. I keep finding books and drawings from my youth, and just now the vintage French 101 Dalmatians record I had that I would attempt to decipher on my Fisher Price record player.

Now, when I was young I wasn't so into Disney's The Jungle Book. My little brother however was obsessed. He watched, as he called it, "The Goggy Show" endlessly. As an adult I have to say I was actually surprised by how much I like the aesthetic of the film now. The colour schemes, the dialogue, the overall style. Very 1967. And the music is great. So jazzy. So not-Disney. It's funny that I had to grow up to appreciate this one.

Top 3 Best Pops: Dr.Pepper, Root Beer, 7up

Today's post is inspired by the delicious root beer I just drank. It is a very hot day in the city and I decided I better enjoy some poutine while I still can. Nothing complements a tasty dish on a hot day like a cold root beer (from a well designed bottle). I was partially compelled to buy the Boylan Bottleworks root beer because of how great the design was. After checking out their site/other bottles I'm really into the vintage soda pop look that Boylan Bottleworks creates.




I can't find a picture of the bottle cap, but it's the best part of the entire design. Even better, just now in my internet trolling for pictures of these bottles I came across this great idea on Etsy:



I actually want one of these! And I want another root beer to drink.

Monday Afternoon

I've escaped the city and have been staying at my parent's place. It's so nice to see trees and lie outside without garbage men whistling at you. I can't believe how quickly time is flying by. In 2 weeks I bid adieu to this big country and move to a little island. While I am writing this outside in the sun the weather reports say it will rain today, and my once broken ring finger is hurting, so it's probably going to be a big storm. What will I do when it rains? Why continue on with my film education of course. Today I am watching Cinema Paradiso. Not until it rains of course.
Ps. the reason I am able to write this post outside is because I am on my new macbook pro. I didn't think I could feel this way about a screen that was less than 20", but the secret's out. We're in love.

We're waking up so slowly

Where does the time go? Here is a visual list of what I have been doing:



I didn't forget about watching the 100 Essential films. I watched Bicycle Thieves last weekend. Cried my face off at the end. I had to watch with subtitles though, I could not understand the Roman dialect. Rats.





It's like the Winter Olympics all over again! My life has been taken over by the World Cup. Luckily there is that 2 hour break between 12 and 2 where I can at least get some* things done.

* I get nothing done during these 2 hours.





I have begun packing. I recycled 3/4 of the work that had amassed in my office. It's really hard to decide what are essentials in a move. I think I have to have my wrapping paper book. Besides it's good beside reading. These images of Barcelona are up because I have Barcelona beaches on the brain.

Sir, you are my toy

I bought the Best of Bardot last night randomly on itunes and am sort of loving it. Her music is just so fun and I love the era it represents. Everytime I hear "Moi je joue" I think of the Sofia Coppola Miss Dior Cherie commercial. No matter how many times I watch this I love it as much as the first time. Like LOVE it.

Please do it elsewhere.

Like most things in Japan, the Tokyo metro has rules that are meant to be followed. These rather graphic posters found on trains and in stations are most likely geared towards foreigners. I myself have broken at least one of these. I also enjoy where exactly you are informed you can do these bad things.



That's right folks. Umbrella golf should not be practiced on the platform, only in the yard. Although I have been informed that this sign is actually referring to shaking out your wet umbrella, I'm going to assume one jerk foreigner did something stupid like this and gave all of us a bad name. I don't recall ever shaking out an umbrella in so violent a manner.


I love this one. While it is hard to abstain from looking at porn and drinking on the subway I will do my best. What's even funnier about this for me is that the culprit strangely resembles my brother.



I definitely broke this one. I didn't see the sign until after I had applied my mascara. Then I felt deep, dishonourbale shame. As I should.


I think this one is pretty clear. The Japanese always travel light, except on mountains.



3. THERE IS NO CRYING IN SUBWAY BASEBALL.

Direct Advertising

A series of lovely vintage ads, and some that aren't actually so vintage.











This ad is apparently from the 1980s which I think is pretty great of Dior. Now the internet told me it was from this year, but we all know that the internet has never told a lie.



This is from the early 90s and I am so in love with it. Bring back ads like this Lagerfeld!