Sometimes, when I’m listening to tunes, perusing Lookbook or Refinery29, all I can think is really.. do you all have to look so sad? (Well, that, and “Damn. Eat something.”) I think it explains why I’ve been so drawn to simple landscapes and such lately. Well, that and I never envy a landscape their Loubs. But I digress. Renee Lowe on Dripbook. Salve for your sad fashion burns.
In other news: as predicted, the increased pressure to perform academically has led to a complete personal breakdown. I spend 2 hours in the library yesterday doing “research” and made one very small librarian very scared of me when my print jobs got lost. As a result I felt “hopeless” and “gave up”. See: bought a pack of smokes, a coffee, and came home to dance it off in my living room. However, it did turn into such a wonderful night with Jared – we sat in our super sunny spare room and watched Charlie Chaplin’s “Modern Times” (one of my favorite films), then picked out a recipe to make from Real Simple for dinner. Walked to the grocery store and got another coffee and a nice bottle of white wine (not usually my bevy of choice but it was in the recipe) and returned home to make dinner and listen to (in this order) Iron and Wine, The Rolling Stones, James Brown, Fleetwood Mac and the “I’m Not There” album on the record player.
Then, what did these two intrepid young, stylish people do? Why we drank an entire bottle of wine while playing backgammon at the kitchen table. I have such fond memories of backgammon – I spent hours and hours playing with an old boss of mine, up in the middle of nowhere (or, around Meander River) in the middle of the summer. So I taught Jared. And he schooled me.
See? Academic crisis averted with board games and booze. Or, if that gets ya down, check out my beautiful flowers. Ta da. I’m a virtual pantheon of panaceas for modern malaise. Art, booze, and barring that – flowers. You’re welcome!