the PennySaver

It Chooses You by Miranda July is exactly the kind of thing I would have enjoyed doing over the summer and something I wish I'd thought of doing earlier. Reading this has reaffirmed my penchant for collecting stories and interviewing people and has made me determined to undertake a project like this in the near future.
Here is one of my favorite passages from the book:
"It was a relief, meeting someone whom I had anything at all in common with. Michael and Primila and Pauline had exhausted me with their openness and their quaint inefficiency, but Raymond and I were the same generation; we both knew how to click on things, we both had a version of our name with @ in it. But the moment I got back in my car I knew I would never see him again, ever. It suddenly seemed obvious to me that the whole world, and especially Los Angeles, was designed to protect me from these people I was meeting. There was no law against knowing them, but it wouldn't happen. LA isn't a walking city, or a subway city, so if someone isn't in my house or my car we'll never be together, not even for a moment. And just to be absolutely sure of that, when I leave my car my iPhone escorts me, letting everyone else in the post office know that I'm not really with them, I'm with my own people, who are so hilarious that I can't help smiling to myself as I text them back."

wake me up

Pumped Up Kicks

Ever wondered about those sneakers hanging on telephone wires?

Here's your answer.

I feel old but not very wise

"I'm going to read what I want ..

The Education has made me a fan of Carey Mulligan, whom I never knew much about to begin with. If I could choose any decade to go back in time to, it would be the 50's and this movie especially epitomizes the feminine silhouettes, pastel tones, and classic glamour that I adore about this era. 

Currently...
listening to: Beth Rowley's "You've Got Me Wrapped Around Your Little Finger"
coveting: a heart locket and some paisley wallpaper
wishing for: a French conversation teacher and a real The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe autographed by C.S Lewis

all images via tumblr

baby bangs

Watching Amelie has got me longing to dye my hair a mixture of jet black and mousy brown and cut my hair into a super short bob with baby bangs like these. Alas, knowing my face shape will not take to this hairstyle very well, I will just resort to a series of inspiration pictures for now and call it a day.

The Impossible

I've been on a serious movie spree as of late and watched The Impossible today.

I borrowed it on a whim at Redbox after having read the brief synopsis of it being about a family of five who survived the tsunami of 2004 in Thailand. Maybe my lack of expectations helped but the movie turned out to be an incredibly poignant and beautifully filmed story. I especially loved the orchestral soundtrack which you would normally only hear in wartime films and thought it really emphasized the brevity of the disaster. Maybe I'm just ignorant, but when I read about the tsunami during the time it occurred, I remember just gasping a couple times, being horrifically fascinated by how all the animals sensed danger and ran away before it hit, and then forgetting about it after a day or so. This movie however, made me aware of how devastating a natural disaster like this can really be and even if it's not a manmade occurrence like a bombing, the loss and pain is still there, if not more present. This movie also reminded me of this book I've been meaning to read for the longest time. Guess it'll be next on my book list!

What does it mean to lose someone?

Losing someone doesn't necessarily equate physical death.
Losing someone could mean a faded friendship.
Losing someone can mean not talking to him or her for months and then reconnecting but knowing you'll never be close to that person like you were before. It'll be awkward and like trying to ride a bicycle again but not really. The muscle memory will be there but you'll have outgrown that bike, the training wheels and handle streamers.
Losing someone means mourning the loss of that person but have you ever thought about being mourned and not the mourner?
Would you even know if you were the "lost person"? Or would you go about your daily life never knowing and obliviously not caring?
Have you ever deliberately "lost" someone?
Do you know what it means to leave everyone behind and lose yourself?
Isn't that kind of selfish?
But we've all done that. We've ignored texts, looked at but not replied to Facebook messages, forgotten to say hi how have you been, forgotten that they still exist in life, maybe just not in your life.
How can you forget about someone????
It's so cruel but we've all done it.
I have.