why i love my friends #69

Repeatable. Empirical. from Sex, God, Rock 'n Roll on Vimeo.

ah stuart, thank you kindly for the birthday wishes. i cannot wait to see this on may 15th. mwah. soul kiss.

momversation

i went in thinking these ladies might help me further formulate my thoughts on swine flu. instead, i left with a list of things i need get at target this weekend.

tea party

photographer: robert knapman

grand duchy: come on over to my house

gritty fabulousness from the husband and wife team, black francis (formerly of the pixies) and violet clark. and. they have five kids. kind of makes you roll your eyes when you hear married folk moan about being too busy to be cool.

loving the mac

no shit

We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It's easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven't even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you'll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there's still one more tier to all this; there is always one person who you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it always happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of those lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. You will remember having conversations with this person that never actually happened. You will recall sexual trysts with this person that never technically occurred. This is because the individual who embodies your personal definition of love does not really exist. The person is real, and the feelings are real--but you create the context. And context is everything. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they're often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.

-excerpt from chuck klosterman's book, killing yourself to live: 85% of a true story

working on the abc's with harper

a is for armani
b is for bvalgeri
c is for chloe
d is for dior
e is for escada
f is for fendi
g is for gucci
h is for halston
i is for izod
j is for j. crew (my new fave)
k is for calvin klein
l is for christian loubatain
m is for marc jacobs
n is for nautica
o is for oilily
p is for prada
q is for q score
r is for ralph lauren
s is for shoshanna
t is for theory
u is for un apres-midi de chien
v is for diane von furstenburg
w is for woo
x is for warhol factory x
y is for yves st. laurant
z is for zac posen

the words i have been waiting to hear

mama, can i be yoda for halloween this year?