Friday, February 18, 2011

I Did It

After pining for three long years (since my year abroad in the UK) I finally bought it. Because I turned 25. Because I work hard. Because I want a bag that will look just as chic when my daughters steal it from my closet. Because I effing deserve it.

Image via Net-A-Porter.

Thursday, February 17, 2011


I generally feel very judged when I walk into Madewell because I'm far from cool and I happen to like sandwiches very much, thank you, but my gosh I adore the colors of this top.

Is it time for shorts yet?

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

New Pottery

Some new pieces I finished last term. More are in the process of making it on here.

Probably my favorite piece, color-wise

Creamers; I made the one one the right first, was very proud of it, and promptly got carried away and made a second, the one on the left.

Probably my best bowl to date. The color didn't take properly but I still love the effect of gentle brown hues.

My bowl on the left was meant to be a richer brown with a white stripe in the middle but I am thrilled with the slightly different outcome and safari colors.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Valentine


Valentine
by Carol Ann Duffy


Not a red rose or a satin heart.

I give you an onion.
It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
It promises light
like the careful undressing of love.

Here.
It will blind you with tears
like a lover.
It will make your reflection
a wobbling photo of grief.

I am trying to be truthful.

Not a cute card or a kissogram.

I give you an onion.
Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips,
possessive and faithful
as we are,
for as long as we are.

Take it.
Its platinum loops shrink to a wedding-ring,
if you like.

Lethal.
Its scent will cling to your fingers,
cling to your knife.


We are having a small Valentines, a hiding Valentines day. I am sick and I am drinking boiled herbs and trying to stay awake. Onions seem appropriate for today.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

February Morning


The post-finding of my camera charger has been awesome you guys.

Adult


Saturday was my 25th birthday. My boyfriend took me to the Liberty Science Center and bought us tickets to two IMAX movies in the same day. It was pretty rad.

So I'm a mature adult now. The last few weeks I've been getting my sh*t together and doing things that mature adults do. For example, adults wear perfume, so I tried out three little trial size bottles from CB I Hate Perfume. Adults also don't eat egg-and-cheese sandwiches and udon noodle soup EVERY SINGLE DAY for breakfast and lunch, respectively, so I visited a nutritionist and now I do adult things like not eat dairy and take nutritional supplements.

However, I did spend my birthday night watching Degrassi, so I suppose I am a work-in-progress. Whatever, at least I bought mouthwash. Like a mother-effing adult.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Having a Coke with You



Frank O'Hara reading Having a Coke with You.


Friday, February 11, 2011

The Gift


Our
Union is like this:

You feel cold
So I reach for a blanket to cover
Our shivering feet.

A hunger comes into your body
So I run to my garden
And start digging potatoes.

You ask for a few words of comfort and guidance,
I quickly kneel at your side offering you
This whole book-
As a gift.

You ache with loneliness one night
So much you weep

And I say,
Here's a rope,
Tie it around me,

I will be your companion
For life.

-Hafiz

Picture of the party David and I met at, it looks so sunny compared to now

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Scenes from a Snowy January*

Holly, gorgeous all winter long


Rusty, ecstatic

*Camera battery charger, found


Tuesday, February 1, 2011