Maybe it’s because it’s spring, but I’ve been on a real street art kick lately.
Author Archives: Donna from One Beautiful Thing
Comedy Isn’t Funny:
I May Ship Myself . . .
All About the Wall
Unthinkable Beauty
Chills
Tetanus Shots for Everyone!
This British steampunk circus company is so adorably au courant, it makes me want to punch them.
Spring and Other Horticultural Disasters
The calendar is turned to April, the weather is warming (albeit gradually), and the world is starting to smell like green things and hope and the promise of better days. And so my mind is once again turning to . . . dead plants.
Animal House (No, Not That One)
“Deserted buildings are so full of contradictions, I am fascinated by the way nature reclaims spaces that were, essentially, only ever on loan to humans.” -Kai Fagerström
People Are Looking At Me Funny
. . . Probably because I’m hooting loudly at these fantastic animal comics, drawn by Simpsons illustrator, Liz Climo.
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Squee of the Week
Although I have always been a big fan of little things (hi, honey!), cute generally doesn’t get it done for me. However, these minuscule crocheted animals are so tiny and so perfect that I must make them mine. This one actually extracted from me the exact sound “squee!” Never really understood that before. Turns out it’s a thing.
Love and the Art of Baby Helmet Painting
When OCD Produces Beauty, It Produces Really a Lot of It
Beauty in a Hopeless Place
Storai and Saeeda are budding jewelers and artist in Kabul AND THEY ARE WOMEN.
Sex, Teens, and the Art of Parenting
To Be Young and Talented and Nimble Again . . .
Are You A Beautiful Gay Man Or a Beautiful Gay Woman?
Look at the Time!

©Corcoran Group Real Estate
Today was the first New York day that really felt like Winter might be over. And when the weather turns Spring-like, naturally I get to thinking about New York City real estate, the more outrageously unattainable, the better.
No One to (Cos)Play With
“No man, for any considerable period, can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true.”
― Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter

















