Wednesday, September 28, 2011

peaches 'n cream and tiffany blue.

I simply cannot get enough of my new necklace and messy buns.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

little fig.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

"Strangeness & Charm"

-Florence & The Machine-

"On sped my rainbow, fast as light;
I flew as in a dream;
For glorious rose upon my sight
That child of Shower and Gleam."

pp. 317 Jane Eyre; Mr. Rochester's song.

Copper Tubing Beaded Charm by Betsy Youngquist - 3D Non-Functional Jewelry

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Wake Up.

"You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken."

— Anaïs Nin (The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1)

Reblogged from Paperdollblewsaway.


My three favorite perfumes as of late:

Fig by Royal Apothic

Antique and powdery. My kitty's name is Figment, Fig for short. Naturally I had to have this scent. That, and Oprah loves RA.

So Hooked On Carmella by Benefit

Vanilla and lilac. I gave this to my best friend Ash. The packaging fits her personality perfectly.

Pipe by
Patch NYC for Soap & Paper Factory

Nutty and smooth. Like my Great Grandpa Walt. He always smoked a pipe.

Patch NYC Art

Currently listening to:

"Like Lions Do" Right Away Great Captain

Familial Conversation.


A GIRL is sitting at the kitchen table eating lunch while her FATHER is bustling about grabbing at her deli chicken and potato chips.

GIRL: Wait, so what course are you going to again?

FATHER: It's a course on concealed...[pauses and mumbles something inaudible]

GIRL: Wait, what was that?

FATHER: A course on carryingconcealedfirearms.

He walks out of the kitchen and down the hall.

GIRL: [pause and then calling after him] Uhh, you know that's not legal in our state, Dad.

FATHER: I know it's not. It's only illegal in two states: Wisconsin and Illinois, thanks to our dumb governor.

She takes a bite and laughs.

GIRL: We should move.

Monday, September 12, 2011

"Like heath that, in the wilderness, the wild wind whirls away."

I very much liked this outfit.
Going for pizza at Pino's with Alex tonight.
Today we decided that we want to have a dog some day and name him/her Pilot, like Mr. Rochester's dog in Jane Eyre.

Title: "Fallen is Thy Throne"
A poem by Sir Thomas Moore

Quoted pp. 131 Jane Eyre

Marcus Foster: I Was Broken

This song is beautiful; I'm catching a slight Mumford vibe.

The cinematography is pretty stunning too. I love that the two of them have an intent conversation by looking directly at the camera, making us, the audience, their middle man.