Oh, Tom, how I love you. Just say the word and I’d recklessly fall onto the lawn with you, even though I am some else’s wife.
You’ve made dying your hair in the bathroom of a Texaco sound so beautiful.
I requested a custom order of this magenta embroidery of my great, broken love from the fantastically talented Giggly Mama and I could not adore the piece more!
Giggly Mama (whose real name is Shannon) is a stitching goddess. I cannot believe the detail and expression she captured in satin stitch. She has amazing skill and she stitched this with great speed. I requested the item from her etsy shop on Saturday and it made its way from California to NC by Wednesday.
I first came across her work in the Phat Quarter group on flickr. She is one of those people you meet online who you wish you could know in 3D. She is so generous and supportive, in addition to being immensely talented. I’m still so new to embroidery and her encouragement has meant to world to me. Seeing her beautiful embroidery in person only makes me admire her more.
Tom was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame this week. Congratulations, my grave-voiced sugar man! I'm not generally a swooning woman... but for you... I can't help myself.
“Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire; your children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire; your children are alone
Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head
And I've been stepping on the devil's tail
Across the stripes of full moon's head
Through the bars of a Cuban jail
Bloody fingers on a purple knife
A flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife
Come admire the view from up on top of the mast”
From “Jockey Full of Bourbon”
(Special thanks to Jessica W for the floating hands shot!)
(Special thanks to Jessica W for the floating hands shot!)