(Trans: I interpret his gesture as his ultimate freedom far from the demons that seemed to haunt him forever.)
Sunday, February 14, 2010
why are the french so good?
"J'interprète son geste comme son ultime liberté loin des démons qui semblaient le hanter depuis toujours." Carine Roitfeld on Alexander McQueen.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Sunday, December 27, 2009
ITALIA ANCORA!!
I am so madly overwhelmed with joy to announce this that I just don’t know where to start!
Christmas morning, digging deeper and deeper into my stocking, I uncovered a tiny envelope. Inside, a ticket to Ancona via Roma leaving on Jan 2!!!
Voilà, nothing more. I’m all joyed up to the brim. I’m not sure when I am going to post again, tomorrow, after tomorrow, maybe where I have my layover, who knows?!?
Ciao tutti!!! And long live exclamation points!!!!!!!
Christmas morning, digging deeper and deeper into my stocking, I uncovered a tiny envelope. Inside, a ticket to Ancona via Roma leaving on Jan 2!!!
Voilà, nothing more. I’m all joyed up to the brim. I’m not sure when I am going to post again, tomorrow, after tomorrow, maybe where I have my layover, who knows?!?
Ciao tutti!!! And long live exclamation points!!!!!!!
Thursday, December 3, 2009
SATC
"Who is this?"
"Billie Holiday. The only woman I can think of in more pain than you right now."
Nothing is more depressing then having nothing to look forward to. Winter can end now, I shall gladly retire my scarves for sun.
"Billie Holiday. The only woman I can think of in more pain than you right now."
Nothing is more depressing then having nothing to look forward to. Winter can end now, I shall gladly retire my scarves for sun.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
all dried up
"How about you? Ain't you wacked out with bitterness? Don't you see no stars gleamin' that you can't reach out and grab? I am a volcano, I'm a giant and I'm surrounded by ants. Ants that don't even know what I'm talkin about! How's that?" - Walter Younger, A Raisin in the Sun
Thank you, Miss Hansberry.
Friday, October 16, 2009
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
informato
sometimes, every so often, i look around myself and i do not recognize my life. these people around me that i take for granted as being my friends, i don't recognize them. it's funny how people just spring up into existance in your life and you barely even notice. you just take it in stride and the next thing you know, your life is full of strangers that are somehow familiar faces. it's disconcerting. change is a quiet event.
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