February 2012
25 posts
Rick Owens Python High Top Sneakers at Park & Bond →
Not even a sneaker guy, but I would rock the fuck out of these bad boys.
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shortformblog:
Got a chance to see the Oscar-nominated animated shorts tonight, and there were some impressive clips nominated, including a cute Pixar short. But all pale in comparison to “The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore,” above, which on a purely animation level is on a whole ‘nother level. But what’s even more fascinating is that the clip is also...
Lent-apalooza
Three years ago, I decided that for my New Year’s Resolution, I was going to celebrate every religious holiday that I could. It was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made, as I learned so much about the world immeadiately around me as well as the traditions and history of friends that I hold dear. 2010 was a year of several parties, ceremonies, traditions, revelations and unfortunately, fasts....
So...
After a night of, shall we say… heavy drinking, I made a bit of a rash purchase. It’s well known that I tend to make a lot of ridiculous purchases whilst under the influence of alcohol, but this one is quite strange.
I bought 1,000 pogs.
The rationalization I had was that they’d be the theme of a grand party that I’d throw. I can’t quite remember what that idea...
I spent the majority of the work day, once again, watching Korean dramas and sitting on Wikipedia reading about animals. I’ve decided that I want a fox. A Korean one if possible.
Having a Coke with You
is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches partly...
Not Breaking First
I’ve been trying to figure out what you want from me.
I’m not quite certain, but I’m sensing that this is more than just surface.
I discovered early on that you operate similar to myself.
Obfuscated.
Exacting.
With purpose.
While I once idealized this trait as desirable, I realize that when it comes to us, this song and dance can go on forever.
Every sentence is dripping...
January 2012
8 posts
October 2011
4 posts
quite continental: I crave your mouth, your voice,... →
quitecontinental:
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of...
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September 2011
10 posts
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decisions. decisions.
The biggest quandary that I’ve found myself in this calendar year consists of:
Making a decision between purchasing a new pair of boots along with my annual new coat purchase.
vs.
Buying a plane ticket for an impromptu visit of friends in the British Isles.
I don’t know what my life has come to in order for this to be the biggest problem I’ve faced all year.
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let’s act like sphinxes, however falsely, until we reach the point of no longer...
– excerpt from the book of disquiet by fernando pessoa (via movelightly)
August 2011
8 posts