It Will Be Difficult.
It May Force Ordeal,
It May Force Plight,
It May Force Capitulations,
But Do Not Surrender.
The Beautiful Thing I Have Discovered About Loving From Afar, Whether With A Friend Or A Beloved, Is Growing To Love Them Unconditionally For Who They Are Rather Than What They Are.
I Love You For Everything You Represent.
Fuck Flesh And All That Is Superficial.
Never Forget It, Love.
looks like someone is a Fatlace fan! :) xoxo
this is the first time I can recall since freshman year that I’ve had time to just sit, relax, and enjoy LMU, without stress. its disgustingly beautiful here. sweeping views from the ocean to the hollywood hills. a chapel any Catholic couple would dream to be married in. perpetually green lawns, with equally perfect palm trees aligning every walkway. sometimes I can’t decide if its the campus or the people that are more beautiful - our school is nothing short of picture perfect.
as much as I like to joke about LMU, I’m going to miss it here. these moments - the 85 degree “winters” with blended bobas to celebrate aced midterms - are the moments that have come to hold a special place in my heart.
SAT. NOV 6 : The Foundation & SOMsf 1 Year Anniversary with @DJNeilArmstrong & @Vinroc + @DJApollo11 @Papalote415, hosted by @FranBoogie.
If you can, come out and dance the night away with us. If you can’t, check out this spoof stepbrothers Neil and Vin made. These two goofballs kill me every time.
Debated over these Anarchy Street babies for all of 13 minutes before realizing that a) there was only one pair of 9s left and b) they were only $52. Even if the shearling looks cheap (which I hope it won’t, but am pretty sure it will) and the brown isn’t as rich as it appears in the picture (which always happens), these are still quite the steal and will do for stomping around grimy NY streets in.
Jonathan Safran Foer’s new book is insane.
Entitled “Tree of Codes,” it is a collection of die-cut pages from his favorite book, Bruno Schulz’s “The Street of Crocodiles.” Made as an exploration of “the pages’ physical relationship to one another” and the die-cut technique, Foer attempts to create a meaningful narrative with an existing text.
Printers didn’t want to touch it, saying “the book you want to make just cannot be made.” Until, of course a Belgian printer said Challenge Accepted, and this was made.
IF ONLY I HAD $40 TO SPARE. Books, you will truly just be the death of me. Click through for more photos. Well-worth the click, I am telling you.
(via Visual Editions)
All jokes about global warming aside, it was 92degrees in LA today. Uh. Seriously? I love year round sunshine just as much as the next Angeleno, but it definitely diminishes the feeling of holiday spirit. Not to mention… it’s excruciatingly hard to run 5 miles when you can barely breathe in the dry heat and the sun has evaporated every last water molecule from your body.
Contemplating if I can swing a NY trip next weekend… hmmm…
Pompeiians were flash-heated to death, rather than suffocated by ash as previously thought. This is disturbing to me because flash-heating, in my mind, has traditionally described how Peter Luger makes its steaks so delicious and juicy.
CURRENTLY:
Enjoying an involuntary day off from work.
Super excited to have time to cook, redo my nails, indulge in a long, hard workout, finally update my resume and read before class.
In desperate need of removing the caterpillars that were once eyebrows from my face. Don’t judge. I have my appointment with Karen Scott tomorrow :/
November/December are my WOE (Work Out Everyday) months. Upon completion (and dropping 10-15lbs, whichever comes first), I’ll be celebrating with my first ever shopping spree to Agent Provocateur. Nothing like glorifying a beautiful body with expensive lingerie!
DONNEZ-MOI.
orange you glad it’s bedtime? congrats GIANTS. see you this weekend ‘frisco. bonne nuit.
Us against the world..
For Distant Lovers:
Amy Marie: Commencement Speech to the Harvard Class of 2000 by Conan O'Brien →
I’d like to thank the Class Marshals for inviting me here today. The last time I was invited to Harvard it cost me $110,000, so you’ll forgive me if I’m a bit suspicious. I’d like to announce up front that I have one goal this afternoon: to be…
TRUE
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