Friday, February 20, 2004

Apologies to the LEGIONS of Felt Up blog fans (all three of you) who have not gotten your fix over the past few days; suffice it to say that the Mistress de Felt is having a very bad week. The dog, thankfullly, is not the problem. It's all business-related, and too horrible and complicated to go into here; this is not, after all, War and Peace. But let's just say a Blue Velvet Benefit may soon be in the making. My band will play! Cheez-Wiz and Ritz crackers! Oh, god, I'm grasping at straws. Or cheese-straws, better yet. On the upside, I did manage to sell a pair of cowboy boots for over $500 on eBay this week, but it actually just made me really, really nervous; the more something goes for, the more likely it is that the buyer will find something wrong and freak out and send me negative feedback. I honestly had no idea these boots would go for so much. They are super cool, with longhorn cattle inlayed (complete with red eyes and nostrils) and very pointy-toed and old, but I thought maybe $150, tops. Of course, I tend to think in terms of 'Austin' (i.e. cheapskate) prices, so we'll just see how it pans out. I've been burned on eBay quite a bit as a seller; it ALMOST makes me not want to do it anymore. But the lure of $500 boots is quite powerful....

Monday, February 16, 2004

Valentine's Day is over, thank God. I can't take the pressure, it's like New Year's Eve--so many expectations, ugh. At least a few nice young men with excellent taste bought my Felt Up products for their sweeties, which warms my heart way more than a box of (low-carb) candy ever could.
What else has been going on, you ask? Well, it's been Girlie Galore Week: first, a mini-girls-night out on Wednesday, with cocktails at the Whiskey Bar and then at the super-chic new bar 'Oslo,' where I felt like the proverbial turd in the all-white, very stark, Mod, and Norwegian punchbowl, but still had a good time celebrating a friend's birthday; then ANOTHER night out on the town with my gal-pals, for Cuba Libre's "Manicures-n-Martinis" on Thursday; thank God we took a cab, that's all I'm going to say, if you know what I mean and I think that you do. O, the Cosmo! Friday I crafted with felt and eBayed until the wee hours. Saturday was Valentine's, then Sunday it was Carb Crazy day--I went off Atkins, which I do every now and then to keep my sanity. Terri R. took me for my very first McGriddle breakfast sandwich, and now I am totally addicted, Oh. My. God! My only complaint is their tiny size, I could easily eat TEN! Then brunch at Juan in a Million, where I had chips and salsa, and breakfast tacos...ahhhhh. Then Nagel practice (we are going to cover 'She Sells Sanctuary' by the Cult--am I the only person on Earth who is excited by this? I Heart the Cult!), where Michelle S. made quesadillas; then onto sushi, cookies, and a mini-creampuff while watching the second-to-last episode of "Sex in the City." Ladies and carbs, unite! Sadly, I'm back on my low-carb diet today, but I will carrry the McGriddle in my heart for a long, long time. I bless you Terri R.--and CURSE YOU! You have created a McGridlle Monster.
On the Bugsy front, I do believe my dainty wilting violet is getting over his case of the vapors! He is eating regular dog food, and save for a few minor bouts of barfing here and there, he is doing much better. I may be able to put away the smelling salts--and get me a Mint Juleppe instead!

Wednesday, February 11, 2004

I was in an eBay-listing-frenzy-type mode today, so I didn't do much of note, but did listen to my brother Pat on KUT radio today. Pat plays the Hammond organ in McLemore Avenue, which has a southern soul/Stax Records kind of sound. You can check them out here:

McLemore Avenue!

My family is taking over the airwaves. I think that is a good thing.

Tuesday, February 10, 2004

Sold two more pins, yahoo! Also, the Welsh Pembroke Corgi (named Kevin) won the Herding Group at the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show, and though he did not win Best in Show (it went to the Newfoundland), he did Corgis everywhere very proud! Yay, Corgis!
Thanks to the News 8 media blitz, I sold FIVE FELT UP PINS yesterday at the store. Hooray!
Also, Bugsy seems to be reverting back to his eager-eater status, which is a positive sign, I think. Oh, if anyone had trouble looking at his album, I had it set wrong, but the problem should be fixed now. Just click on the BUGSY! link in the previous entry...

Monday, February 09, 2004

If you would like to see my Norma Desmond, "I'm ready for my close-up Mr. DeMille" moment, i.e.,the article and video clip from my early, early, early morning News 8 Austin feature, looky here:
Me on TV!

I'm having trouble getting my Yahoo! pictures of Bugsy on this blog, so if you'd like to look at my wee doggy's wee photo album, go here:
Just got back from my foray into TV-land...I think it went pretty well, considering I woke up at 4:45 am! I was, however, surprised to find out that I wasn't doing one live interview and one taped, but FIVE live interviews spread out over two hours, from 6 to 8 am. I had been laboring under the delusion that I would be back in my warm bed by 6:45, but it was not to be. It was also hard to come up with six different sound bites about felt. Even my cute-as-hell felt accessories. But it all worked out fine, and there was even 'breaking news' about a fire at a hair salon that kept pushing our spots back; it was exciting, although I did have to wonder if a fire was actually more important than my felt craft products. The reporter kept mentioning that I can do custom pieces, with our store phone number on the screen, and now I'm hopeful/terrified that I will be inundated with a gazillion custom orders for Valentine's Day,which is what the whole piece was about ("Looking for a heart-felt gift for your sweetie?") I see myselft sewing sequins into the wee hours of the night, my hands numb in fingerless newsie gloves...At least it would mean $$$$! I drank a hundred cups of coffee and accidentally left my lipstick behind, so I'm fairly certain I look like a deranged bag lady by the final, taped piece. We'll see...Thanks to Leslie L. for getting me and my store and the whole Felt Up line on tv!

In Bugsy News: He's acting funny (sleeping in weird places, not eating) and his poo is getting runny. It is too depressing to write any more on this subject right now...

Friday, February 06, 2004

Terri R. has reported from the fashion frontlines, and says that First Thursday was chilly, but fun, especially the Monsieurs du Rock show at Five Oceans. There is a tiny hair salon in there, apparently. She also said that my good friend Jennifer P. at Naughty Secretary Club has Nagel merchandise at the new store Parts and Labour. NAGEL! Read the previous blogs to find out why that is so exciting...
Well, it's official: This Monday I will be on News 8 Austin. LIVE. At 6:00. IN THE MORNING! I have to be at Blue Velvet by 5:30, then go live at 6 with a whole spiel and a demonstration of my Felt Up craft. I have to figure out a way to make it look so incredibly difficult that no one in their right mind would want to make one themselves, but buy one from me instead. I may have to lie.
For all of you who may not be awake at that ungodly hour, they are going to follow the live broadcast with a taping, which will be shown a gazillion times all day and night on News 8, so keep your eyes peeled, Austin. I am going to be hopped up on so much coffee and sugar-free Red Bull that I willl probably look like that crazy pill-popping Cheri Oteri character from SNL with the whacked out make-up. I do believe News 8 has webcasts, too, for those Felt Up blog-readers who don't live here in A-Town. The media blitz begins! THE FELT REVOLUTION WILL BE TELEVISED!
Last night my band 5-Way Action played at Beerland. I'm in two bands; the other is in a nascent stage but is tentatively called Nagel, after the late and dearly-missed Duran Duran 'Rio' album cover/terrible mall print artist. Anyway, I am the singer in both bands; my voice is the only instrument I own, or can play. The show went pretty well; it was one of Beerland's owner's birthday, and I made her a Felt Up one-of-a-kind product: a beer bottle with a star and a beaded letter 'D' on the front, for her first name. It kind of looked like a 'Duff' beer bottle from "The Simpsons." She wore it all night, but I told her it was a novelty gift and not required wearing whenever I'm around (although my feelings will, in fact, be terribly, irrevocably hurt if she never wears it again).
In other news, Felt Up may be featured on our local 'News 8' Austin tv station, providing I can get my ass out of bed to be at our store by 6am (AKA The Middle of the Night). It's not for sure yet, but I'm wishin' and hopin' and prayin' it'll come true...stay tuned!
Also, we have an event here in town called First Thursday on South Congress, which is a shopping strip with lots of locally-owned, antiquey/boutiquey stores, and they host these free food-n-beer/open-'til-eleven/discounts on merch parties on the first Thursday of every month. I don't go very often, because a) I don't like crowds, and sometimes there's drum circles and b) I'm too lazy to find parking and walk and walk and walk up and down S.Congress in search of the elusive 'free beer.' Last night, though, I dropped off Terri R. for a party at a shop called Five Oceans (I think!) and she was supposed to go to the opening of a new store called Parts and Labour (sounds like a Depeche Mode album title, so I approve) which features some friends' work--like Naughty Secretary Club and Sparklecraft--in other words, the coolest and most awesome handmade stuff in town, possibly the world. Their links are over there on the left under Link A Rama. When Terri R. reports back on her night of tripping the light fantastic, I'll post it right here on Felt Up.

Thursday, February 05, 2004

Not much has happened so far today, but Terri R. gets upset when I don't post SOMETHING so here it goes, T. Just took Bugsy out for a walk--I think the darkest hour may have passed, I see light at the end of a long, smelly, expensive tunnel. I'm almost afraid to write such a bold statement, for fear of angering the Gods of canine intestinal disorders, but if every man, woman, and child joins hands together and thinks positive thoughts such as: "Please let Bugsy not have to go back to the pet hospital" or "For God's sake, don't make Jennifer have to shell out another $300 on doggy medical treatment," then the worst may be over. As the great FDR once said, "All we have to fear is fear itself." And runny poo.
In Felt Up News...Big shout out to my first customer, who saw this blog on the Sublime Stitching newsletter, I do believe, and wants two flower pins. You know who you are, and my dog and I both thank you from the bottom of our hearts. Also warm, fuzzy feelings to another kind soul, over at who sent me some barrette blanks and restored my faith in mankind.

Wednesday, February 04, 2004

Went to Houston yesterday, which is why there was no entry. My mom and I went to buy jewelry and watches for our vintage clothing store. (Our collection of vintage stuff is often augemented by new-but-retroish pieces). We went berserk and got some pretty cute stuff, AND spent a lot o' money, man. I hope the people of Austin will embrace 1960s-style geometric costume jewelry, because we invested heavily in it, for good or ill....We accidentally passed by the last Starbucks on the way out of town (and there are approximately 50 gazillion Starbucks in Houston; there are even two across the street from each other, as if mocking your worst nightmares.) Anyway, I hate convenience store-burnt coffee, so in Brenham, TX (home of Blue Bell Ice Cream!) I had TWO sugar-free Red Bulls and a Diet Coke, which did perk me up a wee bit. Instead of sitting in a near stupor I suddenly began babbling incessantly to my poor mother, who was trapped in the van with least it gave me a little energy to hit the computer when we finally got home and edit my eBay pictures until late last night. The store is not doing so well, so I'm about to start selling my heart out on ole eBay. It is quite tedious to edit and alter hundreds and hundreds of digital pix, but I guess it beats getting a real job...It is pouring down rain and we have no customers today whatsoever. We did sell a Budweiser sweater yesterday to a guy who exclaimed, "This woulda been $200 in New Yawk!" (instead of the $28.99 we humbly, and perhaps stupidly, were asking for). If anyone is interested in my foray into eBay-land, you can look under seller name jenbb for my listings, which should be up tonight or tomorrow. Next comes the e-commerce web site for Felt Up AND Blue Velvet Vintage Clothing...
In Bugsy news, he's doing fine, THANK GOD! Took him for a walk today and he's so short that his underbelly got covered in rain/mud/dirt, so he had to have a towel rubdown that he pretends to hate but I think he secretly enjoys...poop was solid! Hooray!

Monday, February 02, 2004

In Other News...
I can make Valentine's Day-related Felt Up products for those of you looking for the gift that keeps on giving. I do a pretty damn cute multi-colored, layered hearts-on-pin-or-barrettte, a Valentine's cookie w/icing and 'sprinkles' and a message (Luv Ya, Sweet Thang, etc) or whatever else will get you to buy something...Also, Easter is coming up and I'm planning a line of chicks, eggs, bunnies, and other non-denominational delights...don't 'passover' this opportunity for getting Felt Up!
Bugsy Update
The Corgi seems to be improving day by day. A careful analysis of his poop has proved nauseating, but inspiring: it gets firmer with every passing hour. I'm keeping my fingers crossed...

Sunday, February 01, 2004

More Bugsy Chronicles
Today and yesterday have been relatively uneventful, hooray! No barf, no diarrhea. Bugsy hates having his anti-nausea medication, which is a liquid and has to be administered by an eye-dropper; he clenches his teeth and gives me sad, sad looks whenever I try and give it to him. But it's working, I think. I also saw his older brother, Bumper, today. Bumper is the reason I now own Bugsy; they both used to belong to my mother, but Bumper was the 'alpha' dog and made Bugsy's life a living hell. I took Bugsy so he could be alone for the first time in his life and live without fear and anxiety. Unfortunately, instead of mental stress he has intestinal distress. But I think he's happier. Bumper is a piece of work; he struts and prances and is the cock o' the walk at my mom's place, just as he always was, but now he has no pesky competition. He is a really perfect specimen of Corgidom--we always wondered if he 'coulda been a contenda' at the dog shows; Bugsy, on the other hand, is a little too long (hence the back troubles) and his ears are a little too big....but somehow that makes me love him all the more...he's a sweetie pie.