>so, daddy, where do brownies come from? hmm, that’s an interesting question, kiddo. this might take some circumlocutions and a few gratuitous kitchen photographs, but i think you’re ready. i think so. methinks. and it seems only yesterday you were just a fudgy crumb! stop being so dramatic, dad. sorry. so first, you have a … Continue reading
>i scintill8 for decor8. there’s no denying the pleasure in a handcrafted object. when mass-manufactured goods start blurring into watery homogeny, you crave the creativity and humanization that emerges from an individual’s work. despite my pecuniary state of a graduate student, i do what i can within my constraints to support the work of independent … Continue reading
>tonight, from the streets of cambridge looking upwards, the glowing crescent up in the sky reminded me of one of my favorite songs from old-school sesame street. i remember ernie, clad in his pajamas and dreaming of faraway adventures, singing with melancholy and cradled by the curve of the moon. it’s one of my most … Continue reading
>if you haven’t been keeping tabs (egads!), i’ve been moonlighting as a guest writer at decor8, a bloggie kickin’ the hip chix with the lovelies of lotta jansdotter, angela adams, and (lately) björk. i know… too hot, right? she is totally rocking those paper arm warmers, the beaver chastity belt, and the hat handspun and … Continue reading
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