[Matt & Chris executing brilliance at the Modlin Center at U of R. Last time I was in this room was for a sexual harassment seminar freshman year. This was infinitely more important.] Sometimes I love music so much I want to poke a hole in it, put my mouth up to it and suck it in like a tick. ... View Post
Take the long way home.
[La Jolla trees on a misty morning.] I was taking the trash out---one of the first times I've done so since we moved here, as Rob tends to adopt certain tasks while I others---and I saw a sweet little calico kitty rolling around in a spot of sun on the sidewalk. I was just upstairs with a bit of a ... View Post
The 36th patch.
["And that's why... the American Indian is responsible for the turquoise jewelry movement."] Legitimately, my first exposure to the squash blossom necklace. Don't doubt the photographic memory of an impressionable middle schooler! Oddly enough, I remember scenes of this movie as vividly as I do ... View Post
I can tell by the way you dress.
[Quite possibly admiring my own reflection mid-photo in a Mara Hoffman caftan + Sam Edelman booties.] While today might arguably have been my last actual summer day (looming job obligations, 73 degrees, sun, and a bathing suit top), the actual end of summer was a couple of weeks ago. So says the ... View Post
More is more than you can take.
[Hy & Dot kimono jacket from Pink in Richmond + Loeffler Randall shorts + Burberry heels] Lately my brain has been stopping and starting, like a desk covered in curled Post-Its with zero connectivity, relevance, or chance of germination. Under monuments to heros/men saw horrors I could ... View Post




