06.30.09
dear wicked: your set was wicked awesome!
dear wicked: your set was wicked awesome!
Posted by emily foran at 8:08 PM 0 comments
Labels: design
dear family builders: once again, we made a fab lgbt adoption float for sf pride!
Posted by emily foran at 12:36 PM 0 comments
Labels: holiday decor, politics
dear mcdonald’s: as an ardent hater of eggs, i find this giant greasy egg sandwich billboard you put up in my neighborhood offensive. it gives me the heebie-jeebies every time i walk beneath it. i look up expecting to see the sun, but instead am confronted by my gag reflex in reaction to the image of a chicken placenta molded into a disc. it reminds me of the grossness that i have to endure when people eat these stinky things in my presence, especially after a night of drinking. seriously, why would anyone eat this?!?!
Posted by emily foran at 6:28 PM 0 comments
Labels: food stuff, what’s up with that?
dear plastic bead necklaces: we have 10,000 of you to hand out in the gay pride parade, nearly all of which will eventually end up in the ocean.
Posted by emily foran at 12:07 PM 0 comments
Labels: holiday decor
dear mixt greens: thank you for pointing out to me via the sentence on the table, that your furniture is made from recycled materials. too bad your salad was so huge that 2/3rds of it went in the trash!
Posted by emily foran at 1:50 PM 0 comments
Labels: food stuff
Posted by emily foran at 9:04 AM 0 comments
Labels: what’s up with that?
dear sheese: at first i assumed you were sheep’s milk cheese, but then i saw the whole dairy-free label. what does the “s” stand for? soy?
Posted by emily foran at 6:21 PM 0 comments
Labels: food stuff
dear true blood: you have glamoured me into your lore – i live/die for sunday nights when new episodes are on.
Posted by emily foran at 10:33 PM 0 comments
Labels: tv
dear roscoe the jack russel: you were zipping around the room so fast, the only part of you i could capture was your mood indicator.
Posted by emily foran at 9:01 PM 0 comments
Labels: terriers
dear… ¿protesters?: ok, you got my attention by playing dead on the sidewalk and having men with machine guns standing over you, but i still don’t know what you were protesting. you need to work on clarity of message.
Posted by emily foran at 12:57 PM 0 comments
Labels: local yokels, union square, what’s up with that?
dear mission live/work corner unit loft: should i buy you? the solar-powered taco truck parked out front is a selling point, purely for its kitsch factor!
Posted by emily foran at 7:21 PM 1 comments
Labels: the mission
dear dog, cat and rat guy: while everyone else stares, marvels, oohs and ahhs at the circus tricks of your three pets who live one on top of the other, i can’t help but notice how lonely you are.
Posted by emily foran at 5:24 PM 0 comments
Labels: local yokels, union square, what’s up with that?
dear grunge effects: maybe it’s just that you never went away, but your hand-drawn text, ironic/noncommittal imagery and forcefully destructed texture treatments have reemerged into mainstream graphics. in the 90’s, (when i was in high school) such techniques appealed to me so much that i decided to become a graphic designer. so now that we have come full-circle, does that make me old? how many iterations of “grunge” will my skills be called forth to cater to in my lifetime?
Posted by emily foran at 8:14 PM 0 comments
Labels: design
dear discarded balloon bunch: after seeing the movie up, i can’t help but feel like someone just threw away their hopes and dreams.
Posted by emily foran at 9:02 AM 2 comments
Labels: what’s up with that?
dear daily grind: returning to work from vacation was alleviated by the use of my new russian doll bag, designed by applecart. that, and the fact that my missing copy of pride and prejudice was awaiting me in a package on my desk.
Posted by emily foran at 8:01 PM 0 comments
Labels: design, shopping fix
dear dave: thanks for helping me define relaxation this weekend! i especially love your handless (and headsetless) cell phone technique.
Posted by emily foran at 2:47 PM 0 comments
Labels: travel
dear renegade craft fair: my favorite find was these customized wooden wedding-cake toppers! no reason to buy them though…
Posted by emily foran at 2:42 PM 0 comments
dear dana: our high tea brunch was fit for a queen. the ditsy floral teapot cozies were an added perk.
Posted by emily foran at 11:57 AM 0 comments
Labels: food stuff, travel
dear suitcase: i have less stuff going out than i had going in, and yet you won’t close. why is that?
Posted by emily foran at 8:39 AM 0 comments
Labels: travel, what’s up with that?
dear birthday 28: after a wedding cake on saturday and another at my grandpa’s 82nd (although with his alzheimer’s, he claimed 46th) yesterday, i was over it. this was just as yummy.
Posted by emily foran at 6:56 PM 0 comments
Labels: food stuff, maine