He told me this long, winding, convoluted story of his life, involving three women, six jobs, four cities, and two Siamese cats that seemed to be with him the entire time. After about ten minutes, he sensed that I was losing interest, so he said: “I’m gonna summarize: I left New York at the age of 26 with $700 in my pocket. I came back ten years later with $800 in my pocket.”
Polish artist Natalia Fabia’s work is inspired by prostitutes and wild women.
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womensweardaily: Vivienne Westwood. The lineup drew influences from “the four corners,” as Westwood explained, with Medieval Europe in the Highlands and the Arab region taking the lead. For More
“When my husband was dying, I said: ‘Moe, how am I supposed to live without you?’ He told me: ‘Take the love you have for me and spread it around.’”
the infinite possibilities each day holds should stagger the mind. the sheer number of experiences i could have is uncountable, breathtaking, and i’m sitting here refreshing my inbox. we live trapped in loops. reliving a few days over and over, and we envision only a handful of paths laid out ahead of us. we see the same things each day, we respond the same way, we think the same thoughts, each day a slight variation on the last, every moment smoothly following the gentle curves of societal norms. we act like if we just get through today, tomorrow our dreams will come back to us.
and no, i don’t have all the answers. i don’t know how to jolt myself into seeing what each moment could become. but i do know one thing: the solution doesn’t involve watering down my every little idea and creative implulse for the sake of some day easing my fit into a mold. it doesn’t involve tempering my life to better fit someone’s expectations. it doesn’t involve constantly holding back for fear of shaking things up.
this is very important so i want to say it as clearly as i can:
fuck. that. shit.
I love my treat!!
Totoro cream puffs. CUTE FOOD!
This is sooo Iowa City circa 2009. DanceDanceDance! ICYC!
