February 2011
37 posts
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New York Fashion Week: Fall/Winter 2011: What I...
Coffee
Bad bagel (starbucks’ bagels are not good. Something I need to relearn every few months apparently).
Banana
coffee plus a 1/4 of a bagel from morning break snacks
Some pistachios
A chicken burrito with brown rice
a cough drop (read: desperation for sweet snack)
More coffee (because it was hot and I was not)
Oreo cookies (not provided, WTF)
Maybe that’s all? I think...
January 2011
30 posts
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sheilamcclear:
hugparty:
Editor of Vogue Italia Calls Fashion Blogging an “Epidemic”
“They don’t do much damage because they are like moths; they live only at night.”
Get off my internets: a book I will buy.
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New York Fashion Week: Fall/Winter 2011: What I...
Coffee from a new location in port authority where the dude took my travel mug and laughed while looking in it like perhaps it was going to attack him.
Chocolate croissant
Homemade granola
Coffee from the break truck
Some leftover roasted chicken and sweet potatoes
Lavash (crackers, more or less) from these people, go get some it is yummy.
Can of ginger ale
A frosty from Wendy’s! I...
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New York Fashion Week: Fall/Winter 2011: What I...
Coffee
Homemade granola
Turkey and swiss with sprouts and pickled onions on 7 grain bread. Pickled onions: yum.
Carrot and celery sticks
A can of root beer from the break room machine
piece of totally excellent chocolate w/ almonds and sea salt
Spent: $3 on coffee and root beer, the rest was brought from home
Hours spent sitting on the floor of port authority waiting for the jersey buses...
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New York Fashion Week: Fall/Winter 2011: What I...
coffee
crappy break-room-at-the-shop per-cup machine coffee where I learned there is a lifty bit on the bottom so I can fit in my travel mug! Coffee was still crappy.
homemade granola
turkey, swiss, and sprouts sandwich on 7 grain bread
carrot and celery sticks
an amazing brownie
an orange that tasted like a pineapple
half a bad banana
Spent: $2 on the first coffee, the rest was...
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summerofmegadeth:
turtalia:
buildingaladder:
But now on a totally serious note - come on tumblr. How am I supposed to realize if you’ve unfollowed someone for me? Someone I want to be following? I don’t pay a whole lot of attention to the exact number of people I follow and not everyone posts super frequently, so it may not be obvious. This has been one of your quirks for a long time, please...
buildingaladder:
But now on a totally serious note - come on tumblr. How am I supposed to realize if you’ve unfollowed someone for me? Someone I want to be following? I don’t pay a whole lot of attention to the exact number of people I follow and not everyone posts super frequently, so it may not be obvious. This has been one of your quirks for a long time, please stop it already.
Ew, I...
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I can not wait
for everyone’s “join a gym! go everyday!” resolutions wear off so I can go back to having the place to myself, please.
So Panasonic shipped a snowman to the desert? Big...
awpeeps:
My grandma once brought frozen popsicles all the way to Rancho Cucamonga, California from Cleveland, Ohio.
I was four years old. We’d just moved to California, and my grandma was coming to visit us for the first time.
Important background information:
Prior to moving to California I spent A LOT of time with my grandparents
This was during a period of my life where I would only eat...
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I can't stop listening to this. →
It’s basically adorable and I love it.
YEP.
sheilamcclear:
daphneguinness:
“I once read an article in which a psychologist explained that, when we say we ‘have nothing to wear,’ it really means that we have nothing that expresses who we want to be that day,” says Royal Academy events and lectures manager, Dr. Alison Bracker.
Guys, this will explain your lady.
Things I wish:
I could record our neighbor’s rousing rendition of “I can’t live if living is without you” in full Mariachi glory and share it with all of you. It really is something.
“We must delight in each other, make other’s conditions our own, rejoice...”
– John Winthrop to his fellow shipmates in 1630 bound for what they would call Boston. As seen in Sarah Vowell’s “The Wordy Shipmates” and maybe a nice American idea this otherwise dreary American week.
