stuck in a haze.
Flowers and words and self reliance
There has been an empty space above my pottery barn couch* since I moved in. Big white empty space. I’ve daydreamed of large paintings, fine art and other equally impressive solutions to this grand absence.
But then I found an Etsy seller selling botanical illustrations on vintage dictionary pages.
Vintage. Words. Flowers. Holy shit— I’m hooked.
I immediately ordered ten of them (followed by ten frames) and hung them above my couch. I was clumsy and awkward as I tried to measure the locations for ten equidistant nails to sit perfectly between the walls, the couch and the ceiling. While attempting to hold the tape measure my mother’s fiance packed for me against the wall with my knee, I thought I could never do this on my own.
But then I did. Because my favorite parts of decorating this apartment have been the parts I’ve done by myself. The pieces I found on my own. The sections I installed alone.
Vintage. Words. Flowers. Independence. Self Reliance. Lovely Proving Grounds.
*I got this practically-brand-new-pottery-barn couch on craigslist the weekend I moved to California. I paid a ridiculously low price for it and I am absolutely in love with it’s soft suede and trendy curve. I will never stop calling it my pottery barn couch. I will also always keep a blanket over it because Molly does not appreciate the need to keep it as a pristine as I do.
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Social Experiment of the Day: Writer Alyssa Kramer recently created a desperately unattractive — and fake — OkCupid profile for her “white trash” alter ego “Marla.” (Embiggen.)
“The goal was to be as incredibly weird, rude, and unattractive as possible to see if guys would still talk to me,” she said.
Much to Kramer’s horrified amusement, Marla the Lowlife garnered plenty of interest — the attention she received is equal parts disgusting, creepy, and… predictable.
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Social Experiment of the Day: Writer Alyssa Kramer recently created a desperately unattractive — and fake — OkCupid profile for her “white trash” alter ego “Marla.” (Embiggen.)
“The goal was to be as incredibly weird, rude, and unattractive as possible to see if guys would still talk to me,” she said.
Much to Kramer’s horrified amusement, Marla the Lowlife garnered plenty of interest — the attention she received is equal parts disgusting, creepy, and… predictable.
Things I’ve been called in the last 2 days
“slut box” by a homeless man
“my kinda woman” by a stranger while I carried a newly purchased Swiffer home
“the better offspring” by my brother
“copy girl” by a co worker
“the next design star” by my boss
…and yet I’m still not sure who I am or what I want.
The Tangential: Life’s Great Truths
I like that band. But their earlier work was better.
More sriracha please.
Libraries ≠ Netflix
There is some kind of universal correlate between thinness of eyebrows and skankiness of woman.
“I’m not here to make friends.”
The voice actors in Spotify ads are all members of religious cult…
I walk by a school on my way to work, and I always want to comfort this poor kid forced to read in a guided manner.
“The worst thing is that I knew this would happen. This is what always happens. Forget your faith in me. I took you with me because I was vain, because I wanted to be adored. Look at you; you’re glorious. The girl who waited for me. But, I’m not a hero. I really am just a mad man in a box, and it’s time we saw each other as well really are. It’s time to stop waiting.“
