I just caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and paused with comical assurance. 11:30pm: Wool ski socks, short shorts, grey sweatshirt, long necklace, mom's old wool cap, bourbon in hand. I chuckle and think, How did I get here? With a quick mental recap, I conclude that this day said so much about… Continue reading enjoyable and invigorating.
Category: cinema.
really looking at ourselves.
I've been thinking about this blahg and how it's funny that I'll just wait and then spill all of this stuff on you… on the internet… on record… so much just comes out and it leaves everyone involved bewildered. But that's how my life is now. I'll meet a friend for quick coffee and in… Continue reading really looking at ourselves.
Step 1: Be Unrealistic.
Class was cancelled this morning. After I was already sitting at the coffee shop, flustering to get all the scripts together that I need to read and making note of the loose ends I need to tie up, my three-hour class was cancelled and I have a couple hours to myself at this escape. So… Continue reading Step 1: Be Unrealistic.
it’s supposed to.
have you seen Frances Ha? oh, you really must. like, really. you know when you feel like you're exactly where you're supposed to be? I feel like that every time I'm one glass of wine in, watching a film at the Wilma. the boy who passed close on his bike and said – hey, I… Continue reading it’s supposed to.
results are almost.
so many things are just so bright. [the excitement inside.] first off, get excited with me. listen to this song and dance through the rest of reading this... i am working on final projects for my first semester of grad school... eee! it feels so right. filled with creative energy, i want to create, collaborate… Continue reading results are almost.
ghetto hikes and ghetto bikes and polica.
In an effort to blahg more, here I am. It's just because I want to share more. I sit at a computer all day, almost every day, and I find all of these things and want to share with someone, laugh with someone, dance with someone. And so my effort starts here. Sharing more. This… Continue reading ghetto hikes and ghetto bikes and polica.
make your body happy through exercise.
Being sick all weekend has lent itself to a-lot of movie watching. And while it's a huge bummer that Evan and I didn't get to get out there this weekend for the last bit of the Big Sky Documentary Film Fest, we did get to see some good ones. And my fave shorts are online!… Continue reading make your body happy through exercise.
where the smoke from a chimney ended.
Two things I very much want to share. The first is this: What 20-Somethings Want "You want to find someone who will pick you up from the airport. It’s such a kind gesture but also one you would expect from someone who loved you a reasonable amount. The thought of having to wait for a… Continue reading where the smoke from a chimney ended.
get uncomfy.
not much time to talk... unless by, "talking", you mean, "let's cuddle in bed... whilst watching re-runs of 30 Rock... whilst rapidly falling asleep"... then, yes, let's talk. a handful of exciting things... an illustration of mine published to a fashion magazine's blahg. awesome article, christy! xxo. <--click, click, boom. the other day, whilst riding… Continue reading get uncomfy.
they’re supposedly very intelligent.
How do I explain this feeling? Starting over, but differently. I am not running away... I am running towards. But I envisioned running towards, getting there, crossing some "you've done it!" finish line and a celebratory toast with new loves. Nope. Still running. Looking around like, "this is a great and beautiful run, but where… Continue reading they’re supposedly very intelligent.
my word was: i.
My number one ladycrush is Miranda July. I've already talked to you about how much I love her book. It is one of my favorite favorites. [p.s. you can find how much i'm obsessed with miss july by using the "stalker" feature on this here blahg, located on the left upper portion of the page.]… Continue reading my word was: i.
not thinking.
I just have to say. Sometimes there are those films, those books, those songs [even] that you just cannot get out of your head. They flush themselves to the front of your face so that you feel that anyone who's looking at you is seeing the disturbance seep out of your eyes, everything you say… Continue reading not thinking.
i think you’re tops.
The other night, I almost was in a car accident due to horrible road conditions and my need to see my favorite film of the year. So, I decided it might be fitting to share my faves of TwentyTen... since I brave death for them and all... [TEN] - GET LOW A moving story… Continue reading i think you’re tops.
refreshing.
I hiked Snow King today. By myself. Near dark. Fall is here. This song came on my iPod: Besides wanting to strut around in cowboy boots to dance to this song... And besides secretly wanting to make out with Sean Hayes but secretly not wanting to face the fact that it's purely because of his… Continue reading refreshing.
“the crane really brings out your eyes.”
I saw 500 Days of Summer about a year ago. I love it. And I'm not sorry. I rented it a couple day ago and have probably watched it at least four times since. It's such a real, creative, honest story about boy meets girl. It's about the good times... The those times... The hard… Continue reading “the crane really brings out your eyes.”
but these go to eleven.
send me an angel.
surprisingly unimportant.
A few years ago, my best friend introduced me to an artist with this image... BANSKY He is amazing. He is infamously secretive. [many still don't know his identity.] He is brave. He is controversial. He is shocking. He is inspiring. Last week, whilst in Texas, I got to see this film: [one of the… Continue reading surprisingly unimportant.
hollers.
First off, two months ago called me today. He told me to get so, so psyched on this song/video: Secondly, what's better than a Rock Opera? A Folk Opera. [well, unless it's a rock opera with puppets...] Just saw An Education. Very good. Makes me want pretty dresses from the 60s and some super hipster… Continue reading hollers.
kept and kept.
Finding myself in everything. Myself. Wow. Am I self-involved? Narcissistic? Probably. I guess. No. Please, no. Probably. - Your blog is very personal. - Yeah, I guess it is... I don't know what else I would write about. Is it a sign of uneducatedness to only write about myself? [or is the give-away the word… Continue reading kept and kept.