this was the sale

and this was Eddie at the sale:

hanging out casually with his phone on its motorcycle.

Come and Get 'Em

We're having a yard sale! Don't miss this exclusive chance to own some of Emma's clothes yourself! Featured will be some primo duds from the Emma, Jacqueline, and Jess collections.

Today at Noon sharp right across from the Hawthorne Safeway (between 27th and 28th). See you then.

P.S. check out last night's ensembles. Erin wears a violet member's only jacket, while I brandish a uniform-inspired yellow cotton blouse.

Copy Cat

fans of deerbeard may be seeing double, but these were sadly the only shots that turned out from this epic dress-up night. pieces of note:

odalisque-looking turban

what appears to be a haley original

erin's face says it all. apparently emma once lived in a hobbit hovel with hairy feet.

talbots pant suit. this is why i should never get an office job.

complimentary

Emma's shirt! First Thursday compliments were given.

Also: been meaning to post this, but that Spring trench I had been sporting (before Portland degrees reached melting heights) has received mad compliments every time it takes a stroll. Really. Like every ten minutes a compliment is given. Emma's clothes. People love 'em.

Jess' debut

To honor Jess' first time in the booth, we decided to keep her in there for every frame.  That translates to about six solid minutes of booth time.  She's undoubtedly changed from it.   

Question: Where is Emma?

Answer: She's under the hat.  

Surprise!

Our weeks were all made when Virginia was able to make a last-minute visit to her old stompin' grounds.  

Of course the first thing we thought of was "Emma's closet!"  With Erin out of town until Virginia's last day, we didn't have much access.  But we decided to take this super signature Emma hat on a field trip of dreams.    

Even Morris got in on the action.  All of this happened with fond thoughts of Emma; we wish you were here!  

(closeups of the strips soon to come)

a word about hearing no word

we still haven't heard from emma about the ole blog, which we're beginning to take as a bad sign.  so in the case that she is not finding our venture humorous, we offer this consolation:

we have and will continue to refrain from wearing anything in a dry-cleaning bag or that we know to be special.  i feel better now.  hopefully emma does too.