Friday, February 28, 2014

RAINDANCE






























Photos by Lynn Bagley
(Poncho: LF, Boots: Jeffrey Campbell)

Dancing around in my favorite wearable blanket.

Thursday, February 27, 2014

THE SENSE OF AN ENDING

What to wear: A plain grey tee.
What to drink: Whiskey, neat.

The Sense of an Ending is one of those books I picked up solely based on the cover. I have a lengthy and ever-increasing list of "must reads" on my phone, but oftentimes when I get to the bookstore, the list seems suddenly dull and I start skimming, waiting for an image to grab me. The starkness of this particular cover art, along with the title and the Man Booker Prize, sold me, but let me start by saying: I don't think I enjoyed this book quite as much as others have seemed to (read: A LOT). I appreciate the concept, and think the story is based in an incredibly human experience, but the book itself—eh. I did finish it in one sitting, though, so maybe I'm remembering it wrong (ha).

This book is, at its core, a reflection on memory and perception, as told through one man's experience. The protagonist, Tony Webster, starts the novel with an in-depth look at the young life of he and his three best friends, and their love of literature. This was my favorite part of the story, though it's not really the crux at all. The four little British dudes love each other and the books they devour, and they think they're awesome. “Yes, of course we were pretentious—what else is youth for?” says Tony (or author Julian Barnes, depending on how you look at it). The boys' friendships disintegrate as they head to university, where Tony meets Veronica, a girl who he seems to simply tolerate, but who becomes a source of major, MAJOR angst in his life.

And suddenly Tony is a 60-year-old divorcee, forced to revisit an experience that he had previously dismissed. This is where the surprises come in, as both Tony and the reader realize that words spoken out of spite cannot be unsaid, and sometimes our black and white perceptions fade to grey with time.

I mean, read it. It's a quickie, and probably a work of genius that I happened to read on a day when I needed a bit more excitement.

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

STRUNG OUT





Trippy and beautiful images of illegal drugs created by Berlin-based artist Sarah Schönfeld. Pictured here are Ecstasy, GHB, Heroin and Ketamine. Who knew that deadly drugs looked like cloudy crystals and gasoline?

Monday, February 24, 2014

YESTERDAY 1

Yesterday I...

Devoured a stack of blueberry waffles

Frolicked through a secret garden of daffodils
Experienced flight by way of a swing
Traversed a river
Scaled an alder tree
Crested a sunny hill after trudging through a fog embankment
Wandered around a mist-engulfed abandoned ranch.

Friday, February 21, 2014

PANSERBJØRN



































Paul Souders won National Geographic's 2013 Photo Contest with this picture—here are a few others. According to Souders, the Manitoba polar bears live further south than any of their comrades, and thus are particularly affected by global climate change. These images are equal parts disquieting and magical, and all I can think of is Iorek Byrnison.

SLIP-ON





































Clunky shower slippers, how do I love thee?

Thursday, February 20, 2014

HILLS OF ROHAN




Instas from my adventure to Abbot's Lagoon on Monday. My mission to find a dope place to read was definitely accomplished.

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

ECSTACIES











































Cosmic paintings by artist Leah Piepgras

She's just a cosmic girl
From another galaxy
My heart's at zero gravity
She's from a cosmic world
Putting me in ecstasy
Transmitting on my frequency
She's cosmic


My bad. Couldn't help myself at all.

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

OCEAN AIR SALTY HAIR


































I have kind of let go of the idea of having a 'favorite season' because every time the next one rolls around, I'm dying for it. These pictures from Hawaiian Coconut (all taken by Wildfox founder Emily Faulstich) have me dreaming of summer on this dreary February day.