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HOLY FUCK, WOW.
holy fuck indeed. someone buy this for me.
Want!!!
I don’t own any of the seasons on DVD, so I think I am just going to wait and buy the epic full series boxed set that is sure to come when it’s all over. Hopefully they’ll outdo even this packaging design for that.
My mom’s four sisters, three brothers, their spouses, more cousins than I can count, several cousins’ children, and other assorted friends of family and their children.
Everyone who hasn’t seen me since January or Thanksgiving: You cut your hair short!
Me (to self): Yeah, good thing I had a few months to grow it out to this short and didn’t tell you guys when it was really short.
One aunt: I don’t like it. Why don’t you grow your hair long?
(Almost all my girl cousins have long, silky hair that they flat iron into perfectly straight layers. My curly girl method? Wash, condition, product, scrunch or shake about, and let air dry.)
Other aunt: It looks good. You should keep that style.
10-year-old-cousin: Where do you go to college?
Me: New York
Cousin: How do you get around?
Me: The subway or walking or the bus
Cousin: I thought only hobos take the subway
And much more. As entertaining as they can be, I’m still not looking forward to next week: wedding madness. It’s overwhelming, exhausting, and honestly, not that much fun when your family’s muslim, all strong personalities, completely insane, and there’s no alcohol involved.
Tiger Beatdown: So am I the only person who thinks therapy is kind of a load of crap? (via wannablessedbe / pandorasmittens / robot-heart)
Yes. Tiger Beatdown gets it. Click through to read in full. The next time someone asks me “what’s the point of therapy?”, I will refer them to this post.
Ever since I claimed my full name as my username, the “people you may know” suggestions have been flooded with characters from a past I’ve pretty much left behind…or at least packed away into a corner and tried to ignore. It’s a little upsetting for me because it’s not something I want to have to consider on even the semi-regular basis that I log in.
At one point in the past week or so, the single person (or group or page) that shows up under “Suggestions” on the top right of my homepage was the guy who gave me an enormous poster of a photo of myself a few years ago. WTF, Facebook? That’s just not cool. I guess it goes to show that sooner or later, the past catches up with you. The internet just makes it easier for that to happen.
garance doré » Archive du blog » Yesterday, at DriesThis makes me feel not so bad about going prematurely gray. (Even if I hate the pants.)
I was feeling the love/hate with this one too. That shirt! But…those pants?
Side note: I read somewhere a couple weeks ago that Garance and The Sartorialist have been dating for awhile now. Birds of a feather, I guess.
Lithograph print of Leo Tolstoy in Yasnaya Polyana, 1908.
Photo by Sergey Prokudin-Gorsky.
Why have I never heard of this guy before? No, not Tolstoy.
Sergey Prokudin-Gorsky (1863-1944) was a Russian chemist and photographer. He is best known for his pioneering work in colour photography of early 20th century Russia.
His own research yielded patents for producing colour film slides and for projecting colour motion pictures. His process used a camera that took a series of three monochrome pictures in sequence, each through a different coloured filter. By projecting all three monochrome pictures using correctly-coloured light, it was possible to reconstruct the original colour scene.
Take a few minutes to read the full wiki; it’s interesting. A few more prints here, and a tip of the hat to @therapysessions for tweeting that link and sparking my interest.
One of the best things about NYC is being able to grab great food on the run.
Wafels and Dinges is a belgian waffle cart that travels around the city serving up delicious treats. A few weekends ago I was walking around on the Upper East Side and came across this truck. Amazing! NYers, you can check out their website to see where they are going to be next. I highly recommend it.
For 3 weeks, this was parked on my corner. I tried their classic waffle with powdered sugar and it was unbelievable. I mean, sometimes-had-to-walk-the-long-way-home-just-to-avoid-temptation-good. Though take note: they aren’t exactly the neatest things to eat. I was absolutely covered in powdered sugar by the end. Still. So worth it.
FYI, they also serve these at The Bean’s two locations if you want to sit down and have one. The one by the New School has a wafels & dinges stamp on the front window, and I never quite knew what that was or whether or not it was supposed to be good. I’ll have to try it when I’m back.
Direct messaging is NOT a replacement for e-mail. If you have something to ask of me, and you definitely have my e-mail address, please use it. Easier than sending 10+ DMs back and forth because you can’t get all the details into less than 140 characters, no? I would much rather read/write one or two long e-mails, thankyouverymuch.
xoxo,
Farah
At the Atlanta airport
hey, that’s where I’ll be landing tomorrow. going home for three weeks. not excited about much except the food. how sad.
ckck:
Badlands National Park, South Dakota.
(Can you tell yet I love these kind of shots?)
I love these winding road or river shots
Sometimes I have the urge to comment on a few of my facebook friends’ status updates with “Shut up, emo kid!” Then I think they might actually need to be on antidepressants.
