Thursday, November 15, 2012

Close Up

Serge & Jane. 


Wake up. Hot Twining's and oatmeal on a linen cloth. To my room and a bright desk for lab reviews and careful studying, hours on end. To my bed for nighttime Nabokov, Lolita resting on my sheets alongside blue trees and clouds. These have been my last few weeks. And now that the days are getting darker sooner than I can adjust, I find that I slip into my sheets earlier than I should. Apart from the tea and notes my books have been my friends. And I'm quite content with that.

xx, T.

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Second Coming

One day I want to be really great. I want to write every day and live in a place that inspires me to take pictures of everything, even of the stairs to the subway. I want to be able to cook dinners for my friends in a small flat in Paris, maybe asparagus and lemon, and serve it in mismatched plates on a street lit balcony. I want to learn more languages and meet a boy who reads more than he talks and have babies whose scrapes I'll kiss. 

My friends say that it's bad to constantly want, that it only brings unfulfilled yearning into a life easily satisfied with acceptance. But isn't it great to want more? To strive for something outside of what you've already accomplished? It's so beautiful and vulnerable that humans want.

Two years ago I was really sad and I turned away from a lot of things I loved, including this blog. This site which proved to me that it is possible to wholeheartedly love strangers. When I type I erase a lot of my thoughts because it's so hard to verbalize what came naturally a long time ago. Sometimes it hurts. I think it's rusty fingers along with unexplained thoughts. It makes me sad but it also makes me want to return back to that girl with so many ideas and a lot of love, love for everything.

I've spent a lot of time thinking about the future of this blog; where I want to go with it. In a way it really is a reflection of me and what I've been doing for the past six years. I've thought about the things I've done in the past that make me happier today and I realized that cutting out this site wasn't one of them. I miss writing and I want to make this site into the little home it used to be, the home with a single bed and table but a lot of books and big windows. A little fixing up and we'll almost be back to new.

xx, T. 

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Desktop Companions

A little roundup of the lovely objects that have been literring my room the past week. I'm off to see Crystal Castles tonight (!!) and my excitement has prevented me from posting something more substantial, but I think you'll find something you like in the mishmash of things below. 

I think the award for tackiest Value Village find goes to me. I don't know what possessed me to buy such a thing but I figured if I'm going to blow my nose this winter season I might as well do it as Marie Antoinette did.

My love of Adrian Lyne's film version of this story is well documented but progress on the book itself is slow and steady. I've had far too much schoolwork to catch up with before I can fully immerse myself in Nabokov's Lolita. But the sixty or so pages I've read thus far are enough to convince me to hurry up with my labs and essay writings.

I still haven't taken the haircut plunge but in the meantime this Moroccan Oil is saving what little dignity I have left in my strands. I was too apprehensive to buy the larger bottle (re: poor) but this mini bottle packs enough punch. 

And last but not least meet Albert Einstein, my desktop companion in all my studies of neuroscience and the speed at which proteins travel in our blood stream. Riveting stuff, I know, and I think Albert agrees.

Also a big thank you to Pearl & Butler for featuring me in their October blog round up. I really thought my Halloween makeup would scare readers away but its nice to know some of you liked it!

xx, T

Thursday, November 1, 2012


The Musicians, 1595

Judith Beheading Holofernes, 1599

Martha and Mary Magdalene, 1598