Save Me The Waltz

     "Dancing with David, he smelled like new goods. Being close to him with her face in the space between his ear and his stiff army collar was like being initiated into the subterranean reserves of a fine fabric store exuding the delicacy of cambrics and linen and luxury bound in bales. She was jealous of his pale aloofness. When she saw him leave the dance floor with other girls, the resentment she felt was not against any blending of his personality with theirs, but against his leading others than herself into those cooler detached regions which he inhabited alone." -Zelda Fitzgerald

The Absinthe Drinker

Pablo Picasso, 1901.

Street Art

Graffiti in Budapest

Nearest to My Heart

I dig this song almost as much as I dig the couch at 1:08, but I have a tendency to love furniture more than music.

A Cross

In a dream I saw a cross
one arm was short
and the other infinitely long
Some say
it's simple
All problems have already been solved
the burden is light and every tear
will be wiped away
it's enough
to live your life from start to finish
then simply awaken to eternity


But I keep carrying the other arm
the endless one
and I know that the light thing is a burden
that what must be wiped away is a tear
larger than the planet
there are days that drag on longer
than forever
And I can't imagine a death
that means awakening
a darkness
that is light
a moment
that is immortality
a love
that is not you
-Anna Kamieńska

The World's Gone Mad

Trench coat from Banana Republic's impending Mad Men-inspired line

This coat cannot exist unless I own it. Not buying any clothing the rest of the summer (ok, Goodwill and vintage clothing will probably make a liar out of me) so I can justify purchasing it.

In a Perfect Situation

There's the pitch, slow and straight.
All I have to do is swing
and I'm a hero, but I'm a zero.