August 21, 2008

One month until I’m 24

23 was a non-year. I kept forgetting how old I was, calculating 2007-1984=x in disbelief on my cell phone.

It was also the year I felt the least emotion, the fewest things accomplished and learned.

August 18, 2008
(link) I think I’m going to make my way to Brighton Beach next weekend. Drinking New Castle last night really triggered my craving for kvass.
(link) I think I’m going to make my way to Brighton Beach next weekend. Drinking New Castle last night really triggered my craving for kvass.
August 16, 2008
(dsw) Saw these lovely trapeze artist pumps while shoe browsing through DSW earlier this week. They’re surprisingly comfortable and only 55$. I can’t buy them because of my current ..limited budget, but a birthday request has been made to the parents. Just look at them! I’m generally against bows and other such girlish adornments, but there’s a playfulness to them I simply can’t resist. The same afternoon I spotted these ugly ugly wrinkled white latex pumas They are $80 and look like those platform shoes people wear when one of their legs is shorter than the other. Then there were these lovely little purple marc jacobs They’re much subtler than most of his other recent releases and if I had the money and the ability to walk in heels higher than 2 inches, then surely they’d be mine.

(dsw) Saw these lovely trapeze artist pumps while shoe browsing through DSW earlier this week. They’re surprisingly comfortable and only 55$. I can’t buy them because of my current ..limited budget, but a birthday request has been made to the parents.


Just look at them! I’m generally against bows and other such girlish adornments, but there’s a playfulness to them I simply can’t resist.

The same afternoon I spotted these ugly ugly wrinkled white latex pumas They are $80 and look like those platform shoes people wear when one of their legs is shorter than the other.

Then there were these lovely little purple marc jacobs
They’re much subtler than most of his other recent releases and if I had the money and the ability to walk in heels higher than 2 inches, then surely they’d be mine.

(link) from The Sartorialist
(link) from The Sartorialist
August 14, 2008
(English Russia) 1980’s photos of Russians I also like this shot of two people dressed as Cheburashka and Gena, though it’s hard to see

(English Russia) 1980’s photos of Russians

I also like this shot of two people dressed as Cheburashka and Gena, though it’s hard to see

(link) Photo by Reza Vaezpour
(link) Photo by Reza Vaezpour
August 13, 2008
(BME) The first comment: “I have that mug! I stole it from the diner (and a sugar shaker) because the coffee was putrid and the cherry pie awful! It was soooo busy in there! I LOVE you tattoo, and my mug too!”

(BME)

The first comment: “I have that mug! I stole it from the diner (and a sugar shaker) because the coffee was putrid and the cherry pie awful! It was soooo busy in there! I LOVE you tattoo, and my mug too!”

“ ‘Why don’t you find a female graduate student in English?’ she had asked once when their faces, reflected in a store window, had struck her as particularly ill-matched. She looked like someone who was hired to take him out for walks.
‘That wouldn’t be an escape,’ he said. ‘They’re all writing term-papers too; we’d have to discuss them. ‘Besides,’ he added morosely, ‘they don’t have enough breasts.’ ‘Or,’ he qualified after a pause, ‘some of them have too many.’
From Margaret Atwood’s Edible Women, possibly my favorite book of all time.
(link) Photo by Tricia Gosingtian
(link) Photo by Tricia Gosingtian
August 12, 2008
I can’t stop smiling when I look at this photo my mom recently posted on her blog. Having a classy, beautiful, and smart Russian lady for a mom has always been a secret pride of mine and makes me feel ok about getting older (so many years from now). And then I call her and she tells me that she and my step-dad are going to learn to play some of the songs from Once, and it makes my day. </gushing>

I can’t stop smiling when I look at this photo my mom recently posted on her blog. Having a classy, beautiful, and smart Russian lady for a mom has always been a secret pride of mine and makes me feel ok about getting older (so many years from now).

And then I call her and she tells me that she and my step-dad are going to learn to play some of the songs from Once, and it makes my day. </gushing>