Sunday, March 27, 2011
"we need to make books cool again. if you go home with somebody
and they don't have books, don't fuck them."
absolutely love this. i wouldn't consider myself a huge reader, although i really wish i was. when i do decide to pick up a book, there is nothing like the smell of the pages, or cracking the spine for the first time, or underlining a phrase you want to remember. my favorite part of books to be honest are the cover art. although you literally can't judge a book by its cover, it's the first thing that draws my attention. a lot of the books that i do have, whether i've read them or not are around my room for decoration. icons of fashion leans up against a mirror while european garden design sits on a night stand and catcher in the rye, the boys of my youth, alice in wonderland, and slouching towards bethlehem are stacked in the corner of my desk.
i will never buy an e-reader. ew.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
my sister just told me to read this quote.
"Do you have doubts about life? Are you unsure if it is worth the trouble? Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person's face as you pass on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground: all these things are you for. They are as much for you as they are for other people. Remember this when you wake up in the morning and think you have nothing. Stand up and face the east. Now praise the sky and praise the light within each person under the sky. It's ok to be unsure. But praise, praise, praise."
This is from a book called No one belongs here more than you. by Miranda July that is full of short stories. This story is titled "The Shared Patio."
Monday, March 14, 2011
"that's just my battle scar"
This is one of my favorite quotes from a Third Eye Blind song called Wounded. If I keep this up I'm sure you will see a lot more from their songs. I've had a thing for them since high school and it's something that my sister and I have always agreed on. I think this quote says, yeah I have hurt but that's just whats left of it, the scar. Says that it's ok to be wounded, but pick yourself up and keep going. The scar will always be there but keep it as a reminded of how strong you can be. I think a mistake that people make is trying to forget the past. The past is just as important as the present and future; maybe even more important. Life is all about lessons, and those lessons turn into the past. If you never learned that 2+2=4 then you'd never be able to know that 2+2+6=10. So remember, and embrace the past and just learn from it. When someone asks, tell them that's just your battle scar. Be proud of it.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
"I didn't know what I wanted to do,
but I always knew the woman I wanted to be."
-Diane Von Furstenberg
With graduation coming up in less than three month, I keep getting the "So what do you want to do?" question followed by the "you do know what you want to do with your life, right?" look. I hate them both. I think I can blame growing up in Westchester County for that. I have no idea what I want to do, but I've always known the kind of path I want to go down. I want to be an experienced woman. I don't know if I will ever have a set career because there are too many things I want to try. Isn't that the point of life, to experience? I'm not sure when sitting on a computer a week after graduation updating my Facebook status because I'm so bored, hoping that one day I'll work my way up in this damn company, became something to strive for? Whatever it is that I do, I will be successful (whatever that means) because deep down I know I want to make a mark on the world.
That's enough thinking for now. It's 3:47 in the morning and if I don't learn to sleep I won't be able to experience anything.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
I was introduced to the blog, Fuck Yeah, Tattoos, about a year ago and ever since have been an avid follower. I always seem find myself gravitating towards the tattoos of words, noticing a couple of things: What does it say? If it's not in english, what does it translate to? What language is it? Who said it? What does it mean? Where is it from? What does it mean to the individual? What is the font? I think because I have contemplated putting words on my body, I like to see what others choose and why. When searching through the archives last night, I came across this tattoo and loved it. Not only is the saying so unique, it's in French and the inspiration behind it is great.