This blew my mind. As did the line for the fitting rooms. Eff that S.
I watched the epi of Life on Mars I worked on and saw fragments of my face for fractions of a second. I recognized a lot of the people I chatted with there though. Including the scientist! Ehh so not worth the hundred bones.
Other than that,
A lot of things happen and I don't know what for. A lot of times, in writing. Tell me, is it better to fade out or terminate? I think it would be pretty grand if every sort of hopeful thing that happened in 2008 came to some sort of real and actual fruition real soon. I would like to be comfortable having expectations in the coming new year. I would like to have something to write home about. For reals this time.
Since I'm to endure a true NYC winter all the way through this time (style + substance = compulsory), this year, I've relented and invested in a puffy coat. Usually I'm not partial to these sleeping-bag-eqsue type coats because I feel like the Michelin Man, rotund and ungainly. But you can't deny that down is the best sort of warmth insulator. I've been eyeing this number for a while every time I work and now, she is mine!
2 comments:
ahh i found myself in the same shock and fascinated
moment a couple months ago ( which had to because shopping has not been a frequent activity due to economic plunge) i guess i myself had never gave f21 the credit i should, considering the union square location is a place i hit up when ever my wallet lets me. perhaps its the fact i feel i'm at a walmart waiting in those godforsaken lines to try on shirt on.
winter is going to be cold.
invest.
dee
Whose coat is that (like brand/designer). I have one similar that is a Marc Jacobs, but the zipper is designed by Satan apparently....so I need a new long puffy winter coat. Such a pity, it is really warm and stylish, but the zipper always breaks and I get trapped inside a down cocoon whilst inside and then I get overheated and frustrated and have to wriggle my way out. Only when I emerge from my cocoon I'm not a butterfly, but rather an angry overheated 20-something.
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