Wednesday, November 14, 2012

come to new york, i'll break your camera!


i should look far more chastened here than i do.

i had the pleasure of meeting the gorgeous goodbye valentino yesterday at mood, before she flew to lunch with the equally exquisite frabjous couture.  she glows just as she does in her pictures, as you can tell from this shot i swiped from marina.  sarah has no pictures of her own, as i broke her camera several minutes into meeting her.

(actually, it's her husband's camera.)

as usual, i got bit in the ass at the very moment of thinking just how amazing i am.  i had framed up a lovely shot of sarah & her man at mood (whose name has gone completely out of my head, my brain fritzed immediately following the electronic murder), and as the image popped up on the screen, i thought really i am SO good she is just going to love this picture oh the praise i will get i am TOTALLY an A student.  reaching out to hand the camera back, i simply let it drop from my fingers.  i didn't trip over anything, or get bumped by a bolt of fabric, wasn't attacked by a hoard of bees, WASN'T EVEN HUNGOVER, i just let the damn thing fall.  

i've been doing this a lot lately.  seriously, i've begun to wonder if dropping things is a sign of le preggos (no, i am not).  ruggy believes it is a sign of moving too fast.  that's highly possible.  i raced over to mood on a full day and maaaaaaybe i shouldn't have crammed so much in.  but i couldn't miss meeting sarah!  and just look at the joy i brought into her life!  now she gets to go CAMERA SHOPPING!

(i suggested the canon g12, which i did not bring, and never let anyone else hold for fear they'll drop it.  ironic.)


sarah was very gracious about the whole thing, and when marina arrived and innocently suggested our third of the mood sewing network ought to snap a picture, she got a great laugh out of the recap.  to be honest, it seemed a knowing laugh... at this point, we've met IRL enough for her to know the cut of my particular jib.  this time, she was stuck in traffic and i only got to bask in her warmth for a minute.  

(really, i could blame it all on marina's lateness.  we all know that she would never drop a camera.  come on, those delicate couture hands?  no dropsies there, baby.)

so the couture queen brought her olympus out to save the day.  i eyed it nervously and offered up my iphone with a request that someone throw it against a wall with gusto, but no takers. 

(OH FABULOUS i just took a wee proofreading break, checked my reader, and um, IT WAS HER BIRTHDAY.  GOOD LORD IN HEAVEN ABOVE.  erm, happy birthday sarah.  need a link?)

30 comments:

  1. I'm sorry for Sarah's camera, but this blog post made me laugh and laugh and laugh! Oh, I feel your pain - that's the type of thing I'd do. Classic blog post title, also. Your top looks amazing!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Ohhh these it's teasing me so much.. And don't hand me a camera, I already broke 2 oopss ... Gorgeous outfits.

    ReplyDelete
  3. i am sure your charm won the day over, no problem. as you said, now she gets to go camera shopping! happy birthday, sarah :-)

    ReplyDelete
  4. I can't believe you searched for and found a picture with my hands on my blog!!! Aaaaaa

    ReplyDelete
  5. Maybe you didn't break it. Maybe it just took a little nap and it will be up and running shortly? :)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. No such luck Crayola Creepy - it's a goner :)

      Delete
  6. Can't beat my ruining my own camera with sugar. At least it was my own, though...

    ReplyDelete
  7. Yay, purple top in action. What a great birthday day--shopping for fabric with chic sewists (and all that fabric! you lucky ladies).

    ReplyDelete
  8. Okay you just made my day! I read Sarah's version first and then came over here for the down and dirty...too funny!

    ReplyDelete
  9. Clearly, you were blinded by Sarah's ethereal glow. At least B&H is just a few blocks away from Mood...

    ReplyDelete
  10. Oh mortifying! You're doing your best Garfield smile in the photo!

    ReplyDelete
  11. You're taking this way too hard Oona! My photos have always been rather blurry and I can't wait to get that Canon G12 :)

    ReplyDelete
  12. Oh dear Oona. We have discussed this. You are not a jedi. If you drop things, they will not float in the air like Yoda. Though lets be honest, you would totes rock a brown jedi cape.

    ReplyDelete
  13. Poor Sarah's camera! But really, I would be kind of honored to have you break my camera...

    That wall of striped fabrics just looks AMAZING. I would come to NYC and let you break my camera if I could just have at it!

    ReplyDelete
  14. What a funny post. Sorry for the camera but I can totally relate as it sounds like something I would do! Except I would probably tripped in the process and broken something else! The good news is that my camera is already broken-so it's safe for us to meet up :)

    ReplyDelete
  15. Sounds like someone's got butter fingers!

    ReplyDelete
  16. That was a very 'Lucy' adventure!

    ReplyDelete
  17. Oh Miss Oona! If I work back here in CT again I will definitely be planning a fabric shopping trip to NYC and I'd better see you there!

    ReplyDelete
  18. Oh Oona. I desperately want/need a new camera. Where can you meet me???!!!
    Cissie

    ReplyDelete
  19. As Sara said it was entirely the cameras fault!

    ReplyDelete
  20. I wish dropping cameras was a sign of being le preggos. A mini Oonaballoone would be divine!

    ReplyDelete
  21. Things are always er, dropping out of my hands, but my excuse is that it really 'flew' out of my hand or gravity was especially strong that day.

    ReplyDelete
  22. Oh dear!! I am so glad clumsiness isn't a sign of pregnancy - I'd need a daily supply of pregnancy tests. I often manage to smack myself repeatedly in the head with the thread feeder thing on the sewing machine (I lean too far over), run over my feet with power wheelchairs and I've killed two cameras so far (I put one through the washing machine. It was pocket sized). I'm too scared to buy another one... unless I find a way to permanently connect it to my body.

    And holy hell that is some kind of fabric kingdom - I've never seen anything like it!!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. DAMMIT! I just saw that my brother in law was at MoMA today... if only I could convince him his interests also stretched to fabric....he's a punk and hardcore drummer who does Brazilian Jujitsu. I don't like my chances.

      Delete
  23. Oh, no, her poor camera! Now I'm glad I wasn't there-- or it would've been me! I break EVERYTHING! I trip, fall, smash, chip, and otherwise ruin everything!

    ReplyDelete
  24. Oh no! Well, at least you guys all got a bit of smiles together. My issue is running into everything, stepping on feet, etc. It's like I don't actually know where my body ends and the rest of the world begins.

    ReplyDelete
  25. So when I come to visit, I'll make sure I'll have a tripod and remote with me. ;)

    ReplyDelete

i thankya truly for taking the time to comment, i love a good conversation-- and hope you know my thanks are always implied if not always written!