Wednesday, April 22, 2009

where have you been all my life.

i start and leave things on a whim (poor blog). in the same way that i shop, i suppose. was lucky enough to sweep through the topshop grand opening in soho, and purchase an armful of dresses and jumpsuits, only to later exchange them for these beauties.

that is, these beauties.

a pop of green with a slight hint of hot pink. platform and sturdy heels, i'm in love.

having an office two blocks from topshop is going to be absolute torture. now when are they going to restock that perfect boyfriend blazer...

Sunday, January 4, 2009

these boots were made for walkin.

double discounted cause i'm good like that. FINALLY hemmed a long-awaited pair of jeans to comfortably fit in these beauties, then walked to midtown and back to break them in.

i think we'll be good friends.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

the brutal chill of winter is here

and i feel like disappearing, into a late spring afternoon at the cusp of summer. but then i remember the chestnuts and the caramel apple cider and the late night conversations by the fire and how my family's having its first christmas in new york like we'd always dreamt, and suddenly i don't ever want to be anywhere but here, and now.

source: design for mankind

Friday, December 5, 2008

each time i wear black.

céline: each time i wear black, or like, lose my temper, or say anything about anything, you know, they always go, "oh it's so french. it's so cute." ugh, i hate that.


i don't really hate it, i only find it amusing. heh.

Monday, December 1, 2008

britney, i never gave you up.

source: go britney spears

i go through life like the karate kid.
britney spears, off the record

Thursday, November 20, 2008

i picture you in the sun / wondering what went wrong

by photographer david black

remember the days we'd chase after the sun ? we'd fly through the grass like birds longing for home. the bouquets of wildflowers you'd pick for me were always the best. if i looked hard enough, i could probably find a few petals strewn in my old room, under my bed, by the window sill. it had a great view of the sun.

i don't know anymore / what it's for / i'm not even sure / if there is anyone / who is in the sun

joseph arthur / in the sun