The 'Gossip Chair' is back! After a long departure from my collection, this piece is finally home! The cushion is recovered in a fun pattern that has a heavy grainy feel! Oooohh! This makes me want to get a land-line and sit for a while!
Roar! Childhood is bliss..If only I could feed some of my worries to this dinosaur
the heidi files.
If you write it all down it doesnt exist...
wait it's 1984 come to life
we willingly freely and almost readily provide our most inner details served fresh and with precise amounts of truth, envy, and wrath.
I lead an interesting and full life, which I purposly complicated with a family. I make 10,000 lists, stay up too late almost everynight, love NPR and W Magazine and am a lover of beautiful people...I am a lucky girl with insightful means, watch out becasue I will surely surprise you.
"We all grow up someday, we might as well know what we want" [little women]
wait it's 1984 come to life
we willingly freely and almost readily provide our most inner details served fresh and with precise amounts of truth, envy, and wrath.
I lead an interesting and full life, which I purposly complicated with a family. I make 10,000 lists, stay up too late almost everynight, love NPR and W Magazine and am a lover of beautiful people...I am a lucky girl with insightful means, watch out becasue I will surely surprise you.
"We all grow up someday, we might as well know what we want" [little women]
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Love After Love
The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror,
Sit. Feast on your life.
-Derek Walcott
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror,
Sit. Feast on your life.
-Derek Walcott
Friday, March 18, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
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anxiety. in your heart. in your brain.



