Corrupting the Young...

Feet hurt. This would be because last night I dragged iaurcalien (yes, she does exist!) to an NKOTB concert. Amusingly, it was at the same venue (Hollywood Palladium) as the last boyband concert we saw together (Backstreet Boys). Amusingly, unbeknownst to us, this show was also the last one of the tour.

NKOTB's opening act, Jabbawockeez, made up for the BSB's sucky one. They're actually a dance group, not singers. Think a touch of Cirque du Soleil mixed with a liberal helping of Blue Man Group with just a hint of Daft Punk (whose music they actually used for a part of their routine). Oh, and any opening group that isn't afraid to reference/gently mock the main act is good in my book. ^_^

The set list was, I think, different from their first time through LA on the tour. And if I had any delusions about being completely heterosexual I'd have to throw them out the window with how much I liked watching their dancers. But all in all it was a good concert, even if their choreography was a little loose. One nice thing was that Joey, in the part where he usually does a medley of some of their earlier songs, performed a brand new song he'd written about how it felt to come back as NKOTB and thanking the fans. The song felt like it was much more "him" than "them" (his style from his solo albums, I mean) but I find myself really really hoping it'll be on their next album because it was a very fun, clever song.

So iaurcalien has now been introduced to Old Skool Boybands and seems to like 'em. ^_^ Which was my none-too-subtle goal in the first place....

Ninja sighting!

Hooray! It looks like the neighbor's dogs did not get Ninja after all, as I just saw him/her/it.

On the meaning of hidden beauty

It's hot today. I don't know whether to blame climate change or the simple fact that we now live ten miles further from the ocean than we used to. The initial plan was for Wonderful Husband and I to shift boxes out of the garage and into the back bedroom, but in light of the oppressive heat he ended up reading and I ended up sewing more on my sundress.

I'm doing a lot of couture techniques on this, and I find myself wondering why. Will anyone ever care that I've hand-embroidered the bit of one butterfly's wing that got cut off in a seam? Or that I've lapped large motifs over seamlines, handstitching them down with tiny fell stitches? Will anyone ever know that I've carefully whip-stitched each seam allowance in place for its finish? Other than me posting about this here, odds are no. So why, then, am I taking the long way around and doing these things "right" when I could be doing them fast instead?

I think the answer has something to do with me wanting to make something that I will know has all these tiny, classy details. They're not for other people, they're for me....