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26 August 2007 @ 09:15 pm
ok. today couldn't have been better. i feel like posting just because i feel like today was the last official day of summer, and it needs to be on the record. woke up, listened to car talk as i made banana walnut cinnamon heart sparkle cupcakes. jen vaf came to my house, we went to the lake, had a picnic, drank fizzy lemonades, ate lots of veggie tomato dishes, flew kites, lost the kites in power lines, ran after the kites, tangled up all the strings, came to my house, jen found free white boots in my size, got weird 60s crap for rothsd1, jen talked to my sister about brown and we all drank jasmine tea, watched deuce bigelow with my mom, and then i found my favourite jeans from freshman year of high school and they fit again! yes! someone please tell me when light wash flared jeans with unicorn embroidered pockets are in again...or if they were ever in.

on that note, i went through all my party clothes from high school. up for grabs if anyone wants: lots of sequined shrugs, lots of mini skirts, lots of charlotte russe sundresses. most things were probably worn once or twice in sleazy european discos. this may make them more or less useful to you. let me know. xooxoxxo
Current Music: francoise hardy
22 August 2007 @ 09:41 am
lot of love to everyone who gets this.
it's been more than a year, i've got a lot more good feelings to share.
30 June 2006 @ 11:31 pm
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my latest project...for all my globetrotting needs.

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Current Music: apples in stereo
03 June 2006 @ 10:17 pm
it's a wonder what you can do with couture knock-offs.

this used to be an icky louis vuitton knock off-bag with the rainbow lv print. now it's a pocketsbuttons original:
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Current Music: figurines
31 May 2006 @ 09:26 pm
what they said was true.

it DOES feel styling to sport an l.l. bean turtleneck under your favorite sundress.
Current Music: langley schools music project
22 May 2006 @ 11:45 pm
i keep everything. i make lists and then i list them. tonight i went through a lot of mementos from my awkward years. ok, my years that were a little bit more awkward when i was 15 than they are now.

there are a few highlights: i kept a list of every movie i went to and who i went to the movie with. a secret admirer note in spanish. poems from a real estate heir: "as i sit here, in ms. schiffman's class, i think of you, as i ponder through the glass." photos of my football boyfriend. me posing with a guy in a ski jacket who looks like snoop dog. a picture of my friends and me napping in the quad during lunch. oh! i forgot i did a little printmaking. also, a card with a happy frog on the front with nasty talk inside. there's a poem from the same heir about his thoughts on our homeroom losing the canned food drive: "i bought in 650 pounds of rice, surely i was to win. i brought it into room p-8 and placed it in the bin. we should have gotten 1st, but we came in 2nd place, depression made me cry all night and feel sad in this place." oh, my mother sent me letters from my goldfish when i was at camp. i had much longer hair and a much bigger ass. me in my lucky dress that i gave away yesterday. i didn't even keep a fabric scrap. i even had a separate journal to document every moment of puppy love.

box after box after letters, receipts, photos of every boy i ever liked (umpteen boxes of photos). i wish there was a consumer market for this stuff. it just makes me miss everyone all over again.
Current Music: suburban kids with biblical names
21 May 2006 @ 07:32 pm
we went to temple yesterday. there was a band with a drum, guitar, and saxophone. very hippie dippy.
and i say to my dad, "the saxaphone player is very good."
and he replies, "phone sax in synagogue? it's true. all jews really ARE perverts."
17 May 2006 @ 02:53 pm
oh, but california.

my little house, complete with a white picket fence my father built.

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Current Music: the lucksmiths sound like the wiggles without emily here.
11 May 2006 @ 08:41 pm
i just clean clean cleaned for seven hours. getting everything ready, like a criminal lineup of objects to say "goodbye" to. tapping folders sadly and saying "see you in a year. please don't go anywhere". scrubbing the unscrubbable, folding pieces of tissue into drinknig glasses, placing "see you later" ceder blocks on top of my blankets (go away moths!).

this is sad. i can't believe the year is over. i feel like nobody told me. like i've been walking around with toilet paper stuck to my shoe. and when you listen to the same songs, time doesn't move right.

goodbye singing squirrel lamp! goodbye latin dictionary! goodbye gold russian camera! please, do not get moths. please, do not meet a cute boy and leave your boxes. please, do not become stinky. please, pens: do not leak. and paddington bear, it is your job to make sure the paperclips behave themselves (you know what they can do without supervision!).
Current Music: "spring 2008" - architecture in helsinki