This post comes to you from 30,000 feet up, aka I am on the internet on an airplane! Radical. I have seen the future, y’all, and it is bright.
So happy to be back in my apartment.
reading in the brain
Reading about reading was a little meta for me on this fine Sunday morning so far devoted mostly to outlining (and a quick catch up on Google Reader). Still, the Washington Post’s review of Reading in the Brain, a new book by Stanislas Dehaenae on the neurological processes that support reading, gives a pretty fascinating overview of the general process.
patent applied for. (an old lamp in the family room).
Former Alaska governor Sarah Palin’s memoir needs recipes in the worst way. Admittedly, that’s an absurd hook for a book that’s supposedly about politics, but Going Rogue uses food, food and more food to create scenes of familial warmth and Mama Bear protectiveness of all those adorable Palin cubs. From the first page, amply baited with halibut tacos and reindeer sausage, to the...
'the universe house'
Image from mocoloco. The Universe House. More pictures and an interview with Gabriel Orozco, who designed the house, over at abitare.
I fell asleep in my chair watching a movie before eight o’clock. I went into bed, making sure to take a picture first. I slept until midnight and then was up working for a few hours before going back to bed.
My first run since I pulled my hamstring a few weeks ago. I got a new pair of Vibram Five Fingers and I was excited to try them out. I took a pretty bad fall and came home after a few miles bloodied and defeated and a little embarrassed.
while we're on the subject of books...
My lovelies. The sweetest reunion.
(three times) ten-best books of 2009
The New York Times’ reviewers’ ten favorite books of 2009. I think my interest veer most toward Dwight Garner’s. I’m a bit busy (in addition to legal reading, and writing, and studying.!) picking my way through the classics and more contemporary masterpieces that I’ve missed and so I don’t always get to read new releases. Might be nice too, though. I think books...
I think one of my favorite parts of Thanksgiving is around eight o’clock, when the extraneous family members leave and the house feels sooo quiet. I start to get hungry again and I make a plate of leftovers and relish the silence. I didn’t take any pictures of our meal, but here’s one of some mantle decorations that I took on a nighttime photoromp around the family room.
My first time home in several months, and my first time flying home (kinda like a grown-up). My mom had put two chik-fil-a cows and a hello kitty on my bed. Cute.
up above olomouc
found this one browsing through my pictures from my trip this summer. taken from the roof of a church in olomouc, czech republic. i really like the colors and the funky angle. whenever i think about my trip i get super nostalgic and kinda sad. what i’d give to spend a few months vagabonding around…
hannah and her sisters
I think Hannah and Her Sisters is my new favorite Woody Allen movie. I think it’s that the cast is quite a bit larger, so there’s more interactions to watch and you don’t get so sick of any one neurotic character because by the time you’re about to, the movie’s focusing on a different one. I like that. I had to get out of that house, I had to just get out in the fresh...
Really into Lykke Li lately. Click over to listen on her site. Image from lykkeli.com. She’s also gorgeous. Oh, to be a Swede…
If you can believe it, I did indeed buy a new camera and let me say, it is love, y’all. 365 updates coming a bit later today. I know you’re rapt.
judging books by their covers
I enjoyed ‘Why a good cover makes a good book better’ by Wayne Gooderham. He was reacting to a new release of Nabokov’s works, with these heinous covers: Image from the Guardian. Shudder. Maybe this is just a knee-jerk reaction against change (only time will tell) and perhaps I’m just being painfully precious and petty (wouldn’t be surprised) but I have to say...
Cool chandelier at a friend’s house.
Of course my favorite photographers have the most amazing home in the entire world. They live in Atlanta and I wish so badly that I could be bffs with them. Or at least an intern or something. Head over to design*sponge to see more photographs of Jesse and Whitney’s gorgeous home. Images from design*sponge.
halligan norris smith and adam smith's gorgeous...
Image from design*sponge. Adam’s father, Bradford Smith, is a furniture maker. He made us the bed as a wedding gift. It’s the most beautiful and meaningful piece of furniture in our home. The bars that make up the headboard are all vintage farm tool handles. You can see more of his work at bradfordwoodworking.com. The bedspread belonged to my grandfather. Drool. That bed is amazing and I love...
Gorgeous, gorgeous post over on abby trys again. Click click click.
illustrated missed connections.
Illustrated missed connections by Sophie Blackall. Genius! Via i am a greedy girl, via Cup of Jo.
still fiddling with my new camera. buttons on a cardigan.
Oooh, y’all. I can sorta take macro shots. Ignore the fact that my keyboard is really gross.
There are a lot more fun (aka heinous) pictures of myself from this night that I could share, but I think this one will have to suffice. Sorry, y’all.
Ugh. It may not be the wisest decision, financially, but I’m buying a camera tomorrow. Period. So I’m gonna go out on a limb and proclaim this the last self portrait for the year ‘cause I’m darn tired of ‘em. (Though I must say this looks pretty good—image quality wise, of course—for a photobooth picture, right?)
Photograph from the Sartorialist. Oh, isn’t this wonderful? Switching shoes in Paris. Ugh, to be Parisian and beautiful and fabulous.
me + my contracts book = bffae.
lyric of the day
I’ve hated Florida for a long time, y’all. Probably since my parents announced that we were moving from my beloved Charleston in 1994, and on through the inherent awkwardness of making new friends when you’re eight and nine and ten, and the awfulness of emotion and angst that is middle school, and tricky high school stuff like having your heart broken for the first time and...
Photograph from the New Yorker. Library of painted books, by LA artist Mike Stilkey. Cool!
So, Sarah Palin didn’t make an index for Going Rogue. Slate put one together for her. Genius. I need to go to a bookstore and thumb through it for a few minutes. (By the way, I think every single book should have an index, and a good one at that. A truly great index is one of the best things in life.) A little excerpt: turkey, on-camera killing of, 345 upbringing, hardscrabbleness of, sewed...
Professor Epstein’s dedication in my contracts book: To Diane Floca Epstein, the “other party” to the best deal that I ever made. DGE Aww.
Photograph by Tec Petaja. Sorry y’all, I’m feeling wedding photos big time today. How lovely is this one, by Tec Petaja? I can’t get over it!
laptop, desk, blanket. the fabrics of my life, these days. working working.
val & garth
Possibly the best hipster wedding ever? I mean, come on: He proposed with a Hello Kitty engagement ring, the groom wore a pink tuxedo t-shirt and white skinny jeans, everything was cheery yellow and bubblegum hues. I’m in love. Images via Once Wed.
scrabble save the date
Photographs by He & She Photography, via Once Wed. Oh. My. Gosh. Don’t Kate and Daniel have the most perfect save the date ever? I’m filing this one in the far back corner of my mind, j.i.c.
Super inspired cell phone camera picture of my bathroom tiles because I woke up from a nap (ugh! i’m staunchly anti-nap.) at 11:30 and realized I had to take a picture of something before midnight. (Dodged a bullet there.)
I’m just back from the most amazing trip to the grocery store. I really love grocery shopping, and the combination of impending finals and not yet having had lunch made me pretty grabby. I came home with, among other things: frozen potato knishes! Tofutti garlic & herb cream cheese flavorices my first six-pack of beer! (leinenkeugel’s sunset wheat) my ultimate study snacky-foods:...
And she crushes on cute boys. Picture from wikipedia. I was also happy to see her taking delight in a favorite new colleague, David Miliband, the tall and dashing 44-year-old British foreign secretary. When I mentioned to her over lunch that I had spoken with him, she lit up. “Oh, my God!” I joked that I got a crush over the phone in about five seconds partly because of his accent,...
'strange and sublime'
There were so many strange and sublime moments on this trip: a woman farmer in a cornfield outside Nairobi squealing with delight when she met Clinton, “I am one of the women you speak about all the time! You are meeting me! And I have met Hillary Clinton!” Also from the Vogue article.
In Africa, where Clinton has been on long multicountry trips three times in fifteen years, she is practically a deity. (The fact that she wrote a huge best-seller, It Takes a Village, based on an African concept does not hurt.) “I love the vitality and energy of the people of Africa, almost despite the circumstances that many of them find themselves facing,” she tells me....
I, somewhat regrettably, haven’t accumulated a ton of life advice in my twenty-three years. One of my big ones, though, and one that I need to be better about heeding: Dress up when you feel like shit. You’ll feel better, and the effort it takes to look nice when you don’t feel so nice helps to counteract that gloomy self-pity junk. So I dressed up to go to Starbucks. And it...
Hello, my lovely. I’ve owned exactly one scarf in my life (And, to give you an idea, it has a chococat on it), and now that I’m living in colder climes I think this one needs to be mine. I almost took it home over the weekend, but I may have already made a few other purchases (whoops) and I was feeling suddenly prudent. Cross your fingers for a southeastern cold snap, to convince me...
'Mistakes in Typography Grate the Purists'
Something about the author’s tone in the first several paragraphs of this New York Times article about typography aesthetics and anachronisms drives me nuts. (I also just really hate the use of first-person, generally, in newspapers.) I think it’s maybe that she’s a big smug and self-congratulating. Anyway, the article gets better once she shares quotes from others. “I think...
fine little day
Poster from finelittleday. How great is this poster, by Elisabeth? It’s featured in the new issue of Papier Mache, an Australian children’s magazine. You can buy it here. Elisabeth is a Swedish designer and photographer, and her blog is amazing.
'to the beautiful lady who saw me pooping - m4w -...
Me: Taking a huge poop in the l5p pizza bathroom. You: Drunk, beautiful, Discovered that I forgot to lock the door in my haste. Look, I know it must have been awkward for you to see me in that state, and especially since it didnt seem to bother me that you walked in. We made eye contact for a brief moment, you have the most beautiful brown eyes (no pun intended). I said “hey beautiful...
Shitty day, but I gotta whole lotta love for wearing white v-necks and mine always seem to disappear. So I guess sitting on the couch watching the Office in a comfy tee wasn’t the worst thing I could do.
Revising. Fun fun. (Yeah, that’s a lot of fucking edits.)
New issue of Vanity Fair! Happy day! I’m gonna go out on a limb here and tell y’all that I just don’t get the Robert Pattinson thing. I’m sure if I was out and he was hitting on me I would be pleased, but I don’t find him especially attractive. And it’s not the pale thing, I love me some pale boys. Any one else feel me on this?