CURATOR is founded on the principles of a 22 year friendship. When you’re in business with your best friend, there are many opportunities to showcase your love. When there is something unsavory to do (like firing someone or breaking up with a store) we often volunteer to spare the other person the grief. When someone doesn’t gel with one of us, they usually love the other one.
Which brings me to one of my favorite business friendship stories about Stacy…
There was once this dye house guy I couldn’t crack. He was a real tough nut and we basically couldn’t exist without him. Unfortunately, one day he stopped by our office unannounced, right after I had major morning sickness. He saw me laying down through the window and decided I was a lazy ass. He started pushing our projects to the side and prioritizing everyone over us. Every time I called him, he kept giving me a hard time about it – ‘If you weren’t sleeping all the time maybe this would be done.” I was up a wall trying to figure him out when suddenly Stacy grabbed the phone and started swearing at him. “Jim you gotta to stop giving my partner a fucking bad time about this.” A swear word every other word! I had my hands over my ears. I was waving my arms for her to stop….but she wouldn’t. Then POOF! Of course he became her new best friend. A couple four letter words and she worked it all out. Suddenly our samples started coming in EARLY and they had this special relationship that I got to stay out of! DOUBLE SCORE!
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This drawing by Alessandra Olanow made me jump out of my seat. I’m so glad I did not go ADD and clicked through and experienced every last one of these. So very charming. I would love to get a custom portrait of myself with this exact caption. Or better yet a family portrait, “Sorry we’re not good company today”. I’d hang it at eye level above the kitchen sink, and remind myself when all other communication fails it’s time to start a dance party.
1. Dolly Parton Pillow & Tom Selleck Pillow / 2. Birds & Bunnies 2014 Calendar / 3. Floss Gloss Nail Polishes / 4. Leather Keychains / 5. Flour Sack Towels / 6. Mistletoe & Ivy Candle / 7. Zig Zag Tote / 8. Sparklettes / 9. Teepee Incense Burner / 10. Skin Stick/Sea Scrub/Love Salts / 11. Kissing Snake Ring/Tiny Moon Studs/Herkimer Diamonds/Crossed Feather Necklace
Our lovely and versatile Lola dress played a part in a very special wedding. Eleven shining bridesmaids rocked the dress. I can certainly feel the love from here.
Photo credit by Amelia and Dan
After reading this sweet post on Oh Happy Day I got to thinking about my own parallel love for Juke boxes. I was very lucky to inherit one when I was 17. My Dad owned a bar and when he downgraded to a cd type player he gave the old Jukebox to my sister and I. It was a seventies rainbow type filled with Rolling Stone, Otis Redding and Beatles. All 45′s.
Owning a Juke box sounds a lot like acquiring an old photobooth, they both involve special repair man who will tell you all the reasons you should not own it. Yet when you hear the sound and see the pictures, they drown out the this may not be a good idea sound. Of course both can get the party started with just one click.
Moving around with a jukebox as a teenager in those early years was no small feat. I even traveled with it to college in San Diego. I met many an interesting repair man, and counseled movers on how to get it safely from point A to B. It broke down many times, aging fast under our wings. It took month long breaks where it served as a ashtray/laundry/gossip table. Amazingly we always scraped together our quarters and got the beauty up and singing again. When I think of the days we had the jukebox thumping I cannot help but crack a smile.