Showing posts with label stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stuff. Show all posts
Monday, October 20, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Clothes make the wo-man
Yesterday I walked down Wisconsin Ave. on a mission to find and purchase the cardigan that a friend in PA has. It was not in stock, but lo, I found an interesting stand-in (in person it looks more denim-y and less gray). Anyway, in my mind, the top has this sort of prisoner/artist's smock aesthetic, and given my stature it looks considerably sack-ier on me than that model. But it still has this persona attached to it, in my mind, and I don't know that I'm quite living up to it:
me: i feel like i should be holding paintbrushes and a cigarette while wearing it
me: i feel like i should be holding paintbrushes and a cigarette while wearing it
Sent at 11:28 AM on Wednesday
Sonia: you aren't?
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Consumption, and I don't mean TB
I am cursed with a love of pretty things. I want:
1. tea towels, tea towels
2. pillows, pillows
3. pears (as said with an R. Kelly voice)
4. sunshine
5. people
6. bag
7. etc.
In related news:
1. tea towels, tea towels
2. pillows, pillows
3. pears (as said with an R. Kelly voice)
4. sunshine
5. people
6. bag
7. etc.
In related news:
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