I Hope There Are Prints In Heaven

Ok so usually I shy away from the mushy stuff (because, lets face it, romance is gross), but I am just such a sucker for lovely prints that I could not help myself:

Love the wooden frames. Pretty cool no? These babies are by Coulson Macleod. (via designsponge)

Don't Stop Me Now

As some of you may have noticed, my blog has been somewhat dormant for the past couple of days. I decided to be a follower and do what everybody else was doing and get the flu. It's so trendy! Just kidding, the past few days were actually quite miserable with a nasty cough, aches, and a fever (Thats why they call me Mr. Fahrenheiiiiiit- get it? the title of my post? anything? eh forget you) but I finally conquered the beast! Below is a photograph taken in my room yesterday that shows me not taking anymore nonsense:


Ah man I am hilarious.

Cafe and Cabaret

Next month the MFA will be holding an exhibition of Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec's work titled "Cafe and Cabaret". The museum's website says that the artist "is known for his bold images of performers in the centers of Parisian entertainment in the 1880s and 1890s: the café-concerts and cabaret nightclubs in the bohemian neighborhood of Montmartre." All of the images depict Paris through Toulouse's eyes. A Thanksgiving art museum field-trip anyone?

Image of the Day: 10/22/09

(Just for future reference, all of my "Image of the day" posts are from ffffound unless otherwise noted)

So Purdy

Why? Whyyyyy must I be broke? I wanna buy all of these and feel purdy and feminine instead of what I usually feel, a brokedown version of a girl. But I mean lets be honest, I dont think I have the cajones to wear butterflies on my head. Maybe someday.

From the a-mazing etsy shop Which Goose.

This-a-Way or That-a-Way?

I wish my life was like this.

(via ffffound)

Swim Until You Can't See Land

Image of the Day: 10/21/09

Typography in Motion

You Make My Heart Sing

As some of you may know, Where The Wild Things Are is coming out tonight and I am flippin excited. In order to commemorate this auspicous occasion, Mr. Solomon over at Kitsune Noir made a Wild Things-themes mixcast. Its like a convergance of all my favorite things. I'm pretty happy right now. Happy Weekend!

The Dream Keeper by Langston Hughes
Bring me all of your dreams,
You dreamer,
Bring me all your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.

Incredible Hulk

I love the internet, it allows me to find stuff like this. Head on over to flickr to see dozens more creations by hulk4589. (now do you get my headline? huh? aint I clever?)

T-Shirt Site of the Week(ha): The Oh Snap Project

A simple yet great idea: photographer using t-shirts to display their work. Oh Snap.

Mr. Bear, I Agree

As some of you may know, I avoid going home to Boston like the plague. Upside: I get to see the mama and mah seesters. Downside: THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO (desides wallow in my lost childhood). Meh. Oh well, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, and this girl needs her winter jackets. Lets hope for a Sunday return.

Life is Unfair

This week is not going according to plan. I can deal with all of the papers and assignments, but why did my headphones have to die? WHY? Instead of walking to class guided by the voice of Iron & Wine or The Rolling Stones, I now only have my thoughts to keep me company. Um, No. That is not ok.

(p.s. yes i know i can just go out and a buy a new pair, and yes two years is a perfectly acceptable lifespan for heavily used earbuds, but I much rather enjoy being morose thank you very much. Plus someone knocked over and damaged my mums yesterday and that has since put me on the negative nancey track. Those mum-hating bastards.) (image via we heart it)

Erm What Problem?

I picked up this book yesterday, and the back reads as follows:
"One of Robbins most popular novels, this is a sort of love story that takes place inside a pack of Camel cigarettes. It reveals the purpose of the moon, explains the difference between criminals and outlaws, and paints a portrait of contemporary society that includes powerful Arabs, exiled royalty, and pregnant cheerleaders. It also deals with the problem of redheads. "

Thinking In The Night

I can think clearly in the night, knowing that I'm right, about to hit my pillow. Music is really better, than any bunch of letters, and can make a mad man mellow.

-Compliments of me twin. She's brilliant. (image via polanoid)

Phill Clatworthy

I'm a fan. You can find more at his website.

Bobby Solomon, You Have Done It Again

The back and cover of his latest mix tape. Wonderful.

Just another crap post

Yep, that's me.

Welp I'm Fecked

So Junior year has not really gotten off to a great start. I've only been in school for two weeks, but I am already quiiiiiiite far behind. So. Much. Reading. However, I have decided that it is not fair to deprive all my faithful readers (both of you) of my witty musings and intelligent postings just because I can't get my shit together. Thats right folks: I'm Back

I Give Up

Ok so I know that this is a little late but I'm officially suspending posting until the summer is over (aka when i move into my new hizouse). I thought could blog even though i dont have internet acess. Welp, turns out I am an idiot. Sorry homies (I mean, i know some of you reallllly rely on crooked lurve). See ya back here in a few weeks

July

Miracles

Why, who makes much of a miracle? As to me I know of nothing else but miracles,  Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,  Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,  Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water,  Or stand under trees in the woods,  Or talk by day with any one I love, or sleep in the bed at night        with any one I love,  Or sit at table at dinner with the rest,  Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car,  Or watch honey-bees busy around the hive of a summer forenoon,  Or animals feeding in the fields,  Or birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air,  Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining so quiet        and bright,  Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring;  These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,  The whole referring, yet each distinct and in its place.
-Walt Whitman

T-Shirt Site of the Week: Babble Tees

The map of Europe is me favorite. To check out more of these click here.

Hugs

"I don't do hugs. I am hugs"

-Salvador Dalí

Enough of this Nonsense

Holy hell where is the summer?

These Are a Few

Infinity

(via now voyager)

It's True

Alright so I screwed up. It turns out that getting the internet down the cape is more of a pain in the ass than I thought, so I think for the summer months I'm going to turn this blog into more of a weekly thing, however painful that may be. I hope you all enjoy yourselves and wear plenty of suncreen, and be sure to check in on me from time to time. I'll let you know of life down the cape as well as my usual musings. Also, check back to see if im a complete failure as a waitress, right now the verdict is out.