Listening: "Sweetest Kill" - Broken Social Scene

Let me break you through this world.

Busy, busy worker bee.

Departing for Italy a week from tomorrow. Jitters and so, so much to accomplish before then! I bought a perfect purple suitcase from TJ Maxx the other night -- a Liz Claiborne for $39.00. My new traveling companion has been named Leticia, to match my Lady Baltimore I found at a vintage shop (sadly, she will not be tagging along, as her locks have not yet been properly WD-40'd). Now I just have to narrow down my wardrobe to its bones and pack the necessaries and the must-haves. Of course, at this time there are crazy sales going on around town, but I must keep my horse blinders on and stay focused!

As far as living situations go, I've got exposed beams and original stone features to look forward to. Rolling countryside -- farm furrows and hay stacks. Gorgeous hues of yellows, greens, and browns. A pool to soak my feet, and sun for the skin.

I'm not sure one month is long enough.

Attaching hands to floor, the rosy-tinted flash...

Another home run for the MGMT camp!

Watch "Flash Delirium" (and stream the new album) here.

“I read an article about this photographer Tseng Kwong Chi, who took all these shots of himself looking very stern and dour, his arms rigid by his side, at tourist destinations around the world. I thought they were kind of cool. And when we were on tour in Japan, I stayed there an extra week, and one day when walking around, I took a photo like that. I thought it was funny. At this point, I’ve probably taken about 100. I don’t really do them for any reason except to do them. Chris Baio, who’s in the band with me, thinks they’re equally funny, and I have given some to my mom. I’ve sort of developed a taste for traveling alone. When I’m by myself, I can actually do what I want. I kind of just like to walk around, I like to get lost, I don’t have destinations. Most people don’t find that quite as enjoyable as I do.”

--CHRIS TOMSON

  

Listening: "Let's Stay Together" - Al Green

I'm not the kind of girl who thinks too elaborately about weddings and all that hubbub, but, here it is: I'd love this song to worm its way into the reception somehow. If not as the couple's first dance, then a cameo sometime after. To me it's just one of those timeless vintages, you know? The kind of song you know people have been dancing to for decades now, together. Almost as if it were a tradition in and of itself. I like a little individuality here and there, but the idea of being a part of something bigger just warms me from the inside. 

Blah di blah. I love this song, simple as!

belletrist

A writer of belles-lettres.

(BELLES-LETTRISM: THE VIEW THAT LITERATURE IS A FINE ART,
ESPECIALLY AS HAVING A PURELY AESTHETIC FUNCTION.)

Inspo: Satre Stuelke

Artist and med student Satre Stuelke uses her handy-dandy CT scanner to do just the kind of invasive investigation we all wish we could do. Oh, the things you could see (and not un-see).

Matryoshkas!

Bzzz.

Barbie has a skeleton?

 This looks so lamprey-like it's creeping me out.

 Little and brave!

 Had to do it.

Had to do it, pt. 2.

Insanity! I wish I had a CT scanner of my own.
Check out radiologyart for more.

My three days at CF/W

Having lent my camera to Monsieur Tres Frais for the week, I relied on my phone instead. Bless its little heart.

Tuesday night: Waiting for doors to open.

Wednesday: One of Mychael Knight's (killer) looks.

The Saturday finale: Serving champagne to the guests.

Okay, so this isn't really CF/W-related (try the

Southeastern Wildlife Expo on for size instead), but

I had completely forgotten about this photo until

I was sending myself the first three in this post. 

Very lucky I was laying down while I was doing

this; had that not been the sitch, I would have

been stumbling all over the place from all

the cute. Dumas's window should look like this

year-round! 

Inspo: Philippe Petit

August 4, 1974, 7:15AM: Philippe Petit sets foot on a 3/4"-thick steel cable between the Twin Towers. 

"I observed the tightrope 'dancer'—because you couldn't call him a 'walker'—approximately halfway between the two towers. And upon seeing us he started to smile and laugh and he started going into a dancing routine on the high wire. . . . And when he got to the building we asked him to get off the high wire but instead he turned around and ran back out into the middle. . . . He was bouncing up and down. His feet were actually leaving the wire and then he would resettle back on the wire again. . . . Unbelievable really. . . . Everybody was spellbound in the watching of it." 
--SGT. CHARLES DANIELS

The Eiffel and the "A"

"FOUR STAGES OF CONSTRUCTION" HENRY GUTTMAN. THE CAITLYN DRESS. THE ELYSE SKIRT.

In love with this shape. Like a love letter to Paris!