Showing posts with label Links. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Links. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
La la links
The Perfect Nap: Sleeping Is a Mix of Art and Science
A Tourist's Guide to French Pharmacy Skincare
I wish I was at an undergrad at UC Berkeley, so I could take a class with Robert Reich.
A Guide to the Double Braid Headband
A video guide to the Celtic Hair Knot.
Monday, July 15, 2013
La la links!
Brown Butter Strawberry Cake photo via
- Cold New World
- The Peep Diaries: How We're Learning to Love Watching Ourselves and Our Neighbors
- Tess of the D'Urbervilles. I also want to watch BBC adaptation of the book.
- The Twelve Tribes of Hattie
- The Ages of Miracles
Kate Middleton inspired make-up tutorial
Love the sound of the rain. Try Rainy Mood!
Tree Bones Resort at Big Sur
Cool blogs I recently found:
Articles to read for recent college graduates:
Saturday, December 10, 2011
"Take a moment to connect with a stranger" by Miranda July
Grab hold of the nearest stranger. Don't take the stranger's hand,
God knows where that's been, but grasp their arm, firmly. Don't let go
until I tell you to.
Your best friend might meet this stranger at a rock show and they might sit in a parked car talking for hours and when they break up, 10 years later, the stranger, the one whose arm you're holding right now, might call you sobbing at odd hours of the night, asking What did I do wrong? And you will say, You did nothing wrong. Practise this now, say: "You did nothing wrong," to the stranger.
You may never meet this stranger again but you may, years from now, talk to the stranger's grown child, in another country and never put it together that you once held his mother or father's arm. It's unlikely to come up. Incidentally, the stranger's child will be very politically engaged, and you will do a lot of bluffing to keep up with the twists and turns of the conversation.
A few weeks from now, you might be at a restaurant with some friends and the people at the next table might be laughing incredibly loudly and with great frequency. And not at all innocently, you will think to yourself, they are laughing as if they are better than everybody else. The loudest laugher, the ringleader, has an especially arrogant cackle.
You imagine marching over there and punching the loudest laugher in the face, which is exactly the kind of fantasy you've been trying not to have. In an effort to apologise for the imaginary thrashing, you smile at the loudest laugher, who, you suddenly realise, is the stranger whose arm you held a few weeks ago.
This stranger might not have a drug problem now, but later, a few years after you become friends with the stranger, you will realise, with a sigh, that's it's best to take everything the stranger says with a grain of salt. Sigh now in preparation.
This is the first time you've touched the stranger, but the two of you might touch again, alone, in the dark. The stranger might ask you if that feels good and you might reply with an ambiguous mumble that the stranger couldn't possibly understand, and you feel the stranger wanting to repeat the question, but deciding not to and now it's too late for you to clarify your reply, which was affirmative. Confidentially, I would like to say to you now, It's never to late.
This stranger will die, sooner or later, and you probably won't be there to help the stranger let go of their life, which was made of many, many individual moments – this being one of them. Give the stranger's arm a gentle squeeze right now, as if to say: "Go on, you can do it, just let go without really thinking about it," as if life were a cup, or a rock, or piece of string.
You may let go of the stranger's arm now."
via
Your best friend might meet this stranger at a rock show and they might sit in a parked car talking for hours and when they break up, 10 years later, the stranger, the one whose arm you're holding right now, might call you sobbing at odd hours of the night, asking What did I do wrong? And you will say, You did nothing wrong. Practise this now, say: "You did nothing wrong," to the stranger.
You may never meet this stranger again but you may, years from now, talk to the stranger's grown child, in another country and never put it together that you once held his mother or father's arm. It's unlikely to come up. Incidentally, the stranger's child will be very politically engaged, and you will do a lot of bluffing to keep up with the twists and turns of the conversation.
A few weeks from now, you might be at a restaurant with some friends and the people at the next table might be laughing incredibly loudly and with great frequency. And not at all innocently, you will think to yourself, they are laughing as if they are better than everybody else. The loudest laugher, the ringleader, has an especially arrogant cackle.
You imagine marching over there and punching the loudest laugher in the face, which is exactly the kind of fantasy you've been trying not to have. In an effort to apologise for the imaginary thrashing, you smile at the loudest laugher, who, you suddenly realise, is the stranger whose arm you held a few weeks ago.
This stranger might not have a drug problem now, but later, a few years after you become friends with the stranger, you will realise, with a sigh, that's it's best to take everything the stranger says with a grain of salt. Sigh now in preparation.
This is the first time you've touched the stranger, but the two of you might touch again, alone, in the dark. The stranger might ask you if that feels good and you might reply with an ambiguous mumble that the stranger couldn't possibly understand, and you feel the stranger wanting to repeat the question, but deciding not to and now it's too late for you to clarify your reply, which was affirmative. Confidentially, I would like to say to you now, It's never to late.
This stranger will die, sooner or later, and you probably won't be there to help the stranger let go of their life, which was made of many, many individual moments – this being one of them. Give the stranger's arm a gentle squeeze right now, as if to say: "Go on, you can do it, just let go without really thinking about it," as if life were a cup, or a rock, or piece of string.
You may let go of the stranger's arm now."
via
Sunday, July 31, 2011
The Last Day in July
"My Life as an Undocumented Immigrant" by Jose Antonio Vargas
Poached Eggs, Avocado, & Smoke Salmon on English Muffins
This is old but I recently found the catalog card generator and I think it pretty awesome!
How to introduce people.
Attention college students! Here's a great way to reuse those pasta sauce jars!
D.I.Y. Duvet Cover
Miranda Kerr looking so chic at the airport.
D.I.Y Dye Cups
Poached Eggs, Avocado, & Smoke Salmon on English Muffins
This is old but I recently found the catalog card generator and I think it pretty awesome!
How to introduce people.
Attention college students! Here's a great way to reuse those pasta sauce jars!
D.I.Y. Duvet Cover
Miranda Kerr looking so chic at the airport.
D.I.Y Dye Cups
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Check This Out!
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
# Next
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Friday, December 24, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
Check it Out #2
Rita Hayworth in 'Gilda'
Jacket + Bookmark
Kissing Blog
Red Riding Hood
Charming and Bright Attic Apartment with a Cozy Feel
Inside Charlotte Dellal's London flat
Bakerella
Prince Harry at his Hottest
Sprouted Kitchen
Evolution of An Outfit
Evolution of An Outfit Part II
Creativity via Sea of Shoes
D.I.Y.: Turban
Cobb Salad
Blueberry Muffins
Everything Sofia Coppola
Jacket + Bookmark
Kissing Blog
Red Riding Hood
Charming and Bright Attic Apartment with a Cozy Feel
Inside Charlotte Dellal's London flat
Bakerella
Prince Harry at his Hottest
Sprouted Kitchen
Evolution of An Outfit
Evolution of An Outfit Part II
Creativity via Sea of Shoes
D.I.Y.: Turban
Cobb Salad
Blueberry Muffins
Everything Sofia Coppola
Friday, October 22, 2010
Check it Out
- Create your very own Jackson Pollock
- Hannah Couture: Famous People
- Sarah Illenberger's sick place
- Erin Wasson's Manhattan place
- Graphic Guide to Facebook Portraits
- Anything and everything about Daria Werbowy click here
- She's a princess and he's a member of Britain's wealthiest and stylish family. No, wonder Charlotte Casiraghi & Alex Dellal are one of Europe's IT couples. click here
- Arcade Fire: "We Used to Wait" (Interactive Video)
For The Suburbs' "We Used to Wait," Arcade Fire and director Chris Milk teamed up for an interactive video called "The Wilderness Downtown." Type the zip code of your own childhood suburb, and Google Maps will provide the nostalgia as the video's protagonists run through the suburban streets at nig
- Steven Gerrard: A Year in My Life. Click here to purchase.
-Coco Rocha's apartment
- The Evolution of the Geek
- 5 Signs You Have Bad-Fitting Jeans
- Alexander McQueen Butterfly Print
- Hannah Couture: Famous People
- Sarah Illenberger's sick place
- Erin Wasson's Manhattan place
- Graphic Guide to Facebook Portraits
- Anything and everything about Daria Werbowy click here
- She's a princess and he's a member of Britain's wealthiest and stylish family. No, wonder Charlotte Casiraghi & Alex Dellal are one of Europe's IT couples. click here
- Arcade Fire: "We Used to Wait" (Interactive Video)
For The Suburbs' "We Used to Wait," Arcade Fire and director Chris Milk teamed up for an interactive video called "The Wilderness Downtown." Type the zip code of your own childhood suburb, and Google Maps will provide the nostalgia as the video's protagonists run through the suburban streets at nig
- Steven Gerrard: A Year in My Life. Click here to purchase.
-Coco Rocha's apartment
- The Evolution of the Geek
- 5 Signs You Have Bad-Fitting Jeans
- Alexander McQueen Butterfly Print
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