coexistapart's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- TFS-not so much So I have only been back for a couple of days, and during that time I usually go through a little something like this: on the first day, I make a good cup of coffee without thinking. On the second day, I stop to take note of the amount of coffee grounds I use to make the next cup of coffee, but I do not really do anything about it. On the third day I go "oh wait, I don't need two spoonfuls, just that one I used yesterday," and by day four I have completely ruined my cup of coffee by conflating the previous day's estimations and only use one scant heaping tablespoon of grounds. This would barely make do under normal circumstances, but out here in the desert it amounts to little more than muddy water. For no apparent reason, I have been dreaming about going to New Orleans. This is not such a bad thing--Big knows it is on my radar, and we will go next February if I come back from Jerusalem for those three weeks; I just cannot seem to figure out WHY given that I am looking to go to the South of Italy in September. Incidentally, and at this point it does not look like it would necessarily amount to anything, but I met a friend of a friend last week while in Toronto; she is Italian, and will be traveling through Italy in August, and has volunteered to set me up with her obscure Itlian relatives. Speaking of obscure, I had the strangest, longest, most complex dream last night. I have been sleeping long-ish, consistent hours since coming back; Big works a 14 hour day so he's tired at 10:30pm. At least for the moment, I am still kind of on EST and so that's fine by me. This dream was all about the apocalypse in the Ukraine; not Chernobyl, but a day-after-toromorrow scenario with me and three other people. (I believe Natasha was there.) For me, all it did was highlight that my Ukrainian is a lot rustier than I had hoped it would be, but then again I use it even less than French, so who am I kidding? Hockey tonight. I know I mentioned that yesterday. For the last couple of months I have had two dedicated fashion blogs in my Google Reader. They cover fashion shows, editorial spreads, fashion faux pas. All it means is that I have a better sense of what I like (even if I cannot afford it), what shapes are a la mode, and very occasionally I will recognize a certain piece in a press photo: e.g. the YSL mesh, square-toe boot worn with pants in the YSL collection that Reco had on TFS last week. Then again, I cannot really give myself too much credit because that is really a statement piece, and no one else is quite doing constructed mesh this season. Regardless, the point is that I like the commentary that one of the blogs I read does in response to The Fashion Show, the Bravo spinoff they did after selling Project Runway. And I like that they're saying last night's show was crap, because it just felt like it kind of was; and as hard as it is trying to be, there is a lot about that show that feels like it is failing. It's not necessarily the skill level or the people present or the bad runway lighting; generally, it just feels kind of B-grade without the polished look of PR and it's nice to have someone else say (and validate) what I am thinking. 8:56 a.m. - 2009-06-12 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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