>things have unfurled within the last few days, as if i were standing still amid a uncontrollable disintegration. i’m more active than ever, in all respects: vigorous productivity, hustled distraction, social cultivation, domestic recourse. but it all seems cinematic in a way; is this an overcomplicated drama? who is in control of this script? why … Continue reading
>not like i’m counting down or anything (she doesn’t tickle me in the right places like victor & rolf manage to do), but madonna‘s collection at h&m debuts this thursday, march 22. everything is in variants of black and white, and i’m a tad underwhelmed by the classicism of the silhouettes. i’m warm to the … Continue reading
>i get a funny feeling in my stomach while reading this article in new york times’ sunday style section about boutique dressing room mirrors that allow others in your remote online social network to pitch in thoughts and recommendations. the first thing that i thought was ridiculous was the overlaying of the virtual image of … Continue reading
>happy st. patty’s day. a tall mugful of earl grey tea in hand, its wisps of steam warming lips. the window frames a silver blend of snow, rain, and dew, a low windy howl in the distance. boston’s irish energy is fantastically tempered by an act of god. coincidence? this doesnt say it better. freezing … Continue reading
>last night, after a bleary flight of infant hysteria and a creepy airplane neighbor (“hi, would you like a sandwich?”), boston and i reconnected. i’m safe and sound, still hating the mbta (aside: i thought it was hilarious that the renovated mbta website was nominated for css excellence at the sxsw web awards), and able … Continue reading
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