It’s like peeling off a scab, like sweeping under the bed, like washing that man right out of your hair and throwing his old shirt that you’ve been sleeping with into the dumpster, like taking his picture out of its frame, like throwing up and sweating out the grain alcohol you drank last night (you’re really old enough to know better), like telling someone no when they want you to say yes, like brushing your cat with one of those combs that gets down to his undercoat, like squeezing a blackhead, like scraping out the stuff from under your fingernails, like going into the woods and screaming as loud as you can, like taking a cold shower (good lord what I wouldn’t do for a cold shower right now), like quitting smoking, like running until your lungs explode, like doing it hard so it hurts, like coughing up that lump that’s been in your lungs too too long, like pulling over and peeing on the side of the road, like shaking this old sorry town off your boots, like losing the swimsuit and swimming like a slippery fish, like throwing things– anything– into a fire, like falling out of love (you can feel it dripping off of you like syrup tapped from a weeping willow, falling away from you like a sunburn peeling, like getting a tooth pulled, your hands cut off, your mouth punched and bloodied, your stomach turned, your brain electric, your guts gone cold, your eyes are crumpled newspapers with war on the front pages, your chest opened up Kali Ma, it’s like a window in your heart, everybody sees you blown apart, everybody sees the wind blow), like jumping off a swing as it reaches the highest point of its arc,  like skipping stones, like blasting a rocket into space, like lancing a blister, like an F-22 Raptor bursting through the atmosphere, like emptying a bag of popcorn off a balcony, like screaming yourself awake from the nightmares.


That’s right.  We’re having a sale.

The images you are about to see below are a sliver of what we’re putting on sale.  Just a taste to get you hooked.  Just the tip.  Just the flicker of the devil’s shadow behind a tombstone out of the corner of your eye in a West Virginia graveyard in the cold pre-dawn of November, but less scary.  Just the merest glimmer of murder in the eyes of the man in the black hat when he opens the door for you, but less sinister.  Some day you’ll feel the chill of that tombstone and walk through that dark door, but not today.  Today we’re just going to look pretty on the cheap.


You NEED these shoes.  You NEED these shoes.  You need them for the grocery store and laundromat.  You need to wear them to fucking bed.

Kelly Eident, I'm looking at you.

Stairway to Heaven

Remember these? From our very first blog ever?!

Hello, Ginger Rogers.

Every girl who works here has this dress. It's a gang thing.

Awful picture. Awesome dress. 100% Silk. 100% Fun.

These will go with everything. Don't worry so much.

Are these comfortable? Yes. I have them and I go jogging in them.

Gold. Seychelles does it right.

I want this shoe to be a human so it can be my daughter.

I want this shoe to be a human so it can be your daughter and then your daughter and my daughter can play together, but if your daughter ever fucks with my daughter I will slap that little bitch. KaPEESH?

A) Get this shoe. B) Put it on. C) Walk on your ex-boyfriend's stupid lying face.

Midnight picnic!

Yeah, clogs are still in. (Shrugs shoulders, raises hands palm-up in a "Whaddya want me ta say?" gesture, passes out in her soup.)

Row your boat to a tulip field?

I was wearing this dress and I said to this guy, "Make me a grilled cheese!" and he said, "Poof! You're a grilled cheese!" And then I actually turned into a grilled cheese and ate myself and now I'm dead.

You should wear this to my funeral.

Oh, these.

I want to wear this in an airplane and jump out and have the skirt pop out like a parachute and drift to earth like a dandelion seed.

I can't even believe we have any of these left. I want to mate with this dress.

Don't you have a million weddings to go to?

Just get here already, cupcake!


About Queen of Hearts and Modern Love

Queen of Hearts est. 2006, a fashion boutique featuring cool, covetable jewelry, amazingly adorable dresses, and uniquely perfect accessories. Queen of Hearts also has a large lifestyle, gift and bath & body section. Located in the heart of the arts district in downtown Providence, RI. We have a little sister! Her name is Modern Love est. 2010. She’s a sleek, modern lifestyle store with a gorgeous selection of jewelry and accessories for you and your home. Carrying lines such as Herschel, Brixton, Fjall Raven, Orla Kiely, Paddywax, Crow Canyon and more. Not only do we pride ourselves on our top-notch customer service but, also provide complimentary gift wrapping for all your holiday gifts and treasures. We are also a dog-friendly shopping destination, year-round! We welcome you to step into our cozy, uniquely curated boutique where everyone is welcome. We are open every day!We love to see your beautiful face in person, but if you can't make it visit our new online shop at http://www.queenofheartsandmodernlove.com! Hours: Sunday 11 AM - 5 PM, Monday - Wednesday 11 AM - 6 PM Thursday - Saturday 11 AM - 8 PM
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2 Responses to Jackson

  1. Anita says:

    Aah I have the last pair of seychelles you posted in the aquamarine color, and they are AWESOME. <3

    The shoes in the photo where the caption says "oh these" are so pretty they make my heart hurt! I want them! Who makes them?

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