CamemBear II
In my notebook after a Musee D’Orsay visit…
“L’Ours Blanc = the Armored Bears in His Dark Materials… the set designer must have seen it during research…”
“The Lord of the Rings designers totally ripped off Mackintosh and the Glasgow Furniture School… always knew the arts + crafts movement was underrated.”
“Karl […]
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From: elie@ecoutez.fr
Is it time for a new fab mix? Have you really only done two mixes, and then vanished?
Come on, don’t be the Larisa Oleynik of blog music. Please.
1. Boyz by M.I.A.
2. Umbrella (cover) by Marié Digby.
3. Stumble and Fall by Razorlight.
4. Heaven Tonight by Hole.
5. […]
Holly Go Brightly: Anything fun tonight?
Am I The IS: I don’t know. I was invited to a Burlesque party, but it’s sort of not my thing and I’m exhausted.
Holly Go Brightly: You should take it easy; the shows start soon.
Am I The IS: Shouldn’t I go for the experience?
Holly […]
Rory, 24 (a gauche)
Elisabeth, 26 (a droit)
Because late last night (slash, early this morning), we walked past a sidestreet and I said, “I’m home.”
They said, “Not quite.”
Five feet away, an awning with floral cut-outs, shuttered.
“In the morning,” they disclosed, “It’s a Chloe outlet. Secret, and almost wholesale. The shoes are under $250.”
I […]
Things we believe after watching The Hills today…
*That Heidi might actually break up with Spencer.
*That Whitney might actually think she should party with rock bands.
*That Lauren might actually spend over an hour on her eye makeup.
*That Elodie might actually be as cool as Lo.
Things we can’t believe after watching The Hills today…
*How much those […]
Or: Paris won’t leave me alone until I meet (re-meet?) a guy.
1. In the cab ride here, my driver asks, where is my boyfriend? “L’inferne,” I answer.
2. This is the painting in my shower. Really.
3. Over IM, Quinn insists that inter-continental crushing is productive, at least for me.
4. […]
The guidebook says “Most Likely Café to Finish Your Novel†and the sign says it’s ten minutes away.
“Okay,†I give, “I’ll go.â€
I am by myself, in jeans, and walking out the door.
This is unlike me, mostly because I hate being alone, in public, in Paris, in pretty much every conceivable way […]
THE PLANE
was noisy, and I couldn’t sleep. The guy sitting next to me was a doll and let me steal his blankets and pillows.
THE AIRPORT
is still amazing to me because of the candy it sells, so banal in Britain and so totally exotic and worthy to me. We land too late […]
*I’m horribly disorganized
*I’m still in love with him
*I dress down too much
*I only like tomato juice when I’m flying
*Almost every Desperate Housewives episode is named for a Sondheim lyric, which makes me even sadder that I really don’t like the show.
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