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I wouldn’t be caught dead in Chanel

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Isabelle Huppert by Leonard Freed, 1993

Whoever came up with the term office siren needs to be shot

What is Eros and what is desire

Lots of dreams about Daniel last night

Lots of dreams about D:

Moving out of his room

A photograph

A shower

Walking

A yellow bike

His mom and grandma

damn I miss my old handle lol

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Vainement ton image arrive à ma rencontre

Et ne m'entre où je suis qui seulement la montre

Toi te tournant vers moi tu ne saurais trouver

Au mur de mon regard que ton ombre rêvée

Je suis ce malheureux comparable aux miroirs Qui peuvent réfléchir mais ne peuvent pas voir

Comme eux mon œil est vide et comme eux habité

De l'absence de toi qui fait sa cécité

In vain your image comes to meet me

And does not enter me where I am who only shows it

Turning towards me you can find

On the wall of my gaze only your dreamt-of shadow.

I am that wretch comparable with mirrors

That can reflect but cannot see

Like them my eye is empty and like them inhabited

By your absence which makes them blind

- Aragon, 'Contre-chant'

Derek Lam, Fall 2008 RTW

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days of the week;

monday: snoozing your alarm clock, navy, seeing the moon in the morning, vanilla ice cream, writing poetry, blurry photographs, windswept hair, iced coffee

tuesday: seeing a cat on the street, a light rain shower, untied shoelaces, indistinct music from someone else’s earphones, empty coffee shops, denim jackets, long train rides

wednesday: pastel highlighters, drinking water, group laughter, plucking daisy petals, floral scents, counting down to a birthday, peonies

thursday: old books, a downpour, telling the truth, comfortable silence, hand holding, wrapping a gift, the smell of leather, reminiscence

friday: neon lights, sweet cravings, a little bit drunk, falling in love with a stranger, remembering your dreams, cherry red, late night showers, desserts at midnight

saturday: watering plants, childhood cartoons, a bowl of cereal, meeting someone new, waking up early and laying in bed, spontaneous plans, sitting on a rooftop

sunday: strawberry smoothies, golden hour, a soft feeling of wistfulness, lazy afternoons, 4pm naps, lofi mixes, deja vu, long daydreams, lighting sparklers

Yesterday I went to Caitlin’s for collards and peas to usher in the new year. We sat by the fire and we talked about bras, homelessness, Spain, being friends with your ex

I drank white wine and ate shrimp and a sweet potato it was so good

After the logs died we stared at the embers for a long time

Then we went inside and had some dessert and champagne

I’ll see her again on Sunday

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Roberto Bolaño’s bibliography

Loafers

Matches from bars and restaurants

Petty theft

Handmade pasta

Lipstick

Lifting weights