'til I'm Good and Ready

Today is Annie Leibovitz day...in my mind. It started with a glorious post on Vanity Fair , and has continued with a frantic search for my favorite photo of hers, that I have yet to find (if anyone knows it, its the one of the man hanging upside-down at Coney Island. There is a large crowd under him, including my best friend of the 1990's, Julie Wallack, and a friend (Britney), and Britney's father. The crowd is fixed on the performer. The photographer doesn't exist. And that's what I find so amazing about Annie L's work. Insert cliche sentences here. Blah blah blah. Fly on the wall. Natural. Vulnerable. Crux of the human. Etc. I chose a few faves to share. Hope you fall in love too. These pictures are worth at least a thousand of my words.

So, I am going to break my self-proclaimed moto of no reposting to give a shout out to one Elizabeth Ivy Shapiro and her mom, Heather. Heather moved to the quaint (progressive? Small and lovely? Hub of coolity?) Portland a few years ago, after being a successful entrepreneur on Fillmore Street. Most of the readers of the blog don't know Healther's store since they didn't live here when she owned it, but that is neither here nor there. It had a great, timeless selection for the Fillmore shoppers, so it was out of their general price range. Anyhow, shes back at it. Already being applauded by the love of my life ( inhabitat ), her newest venture is totally worth checking out. Here . It is eye candy to emulate, and worthy inspiration, if nothing else. Good luck with everything in 2009, Heather. If there is anything I can do as a young, intelligent, unemployed 20-something in SF, you know where to find me. Now for some eye candy: