Entries from April 1, 2008 - May 1, 2008
An evening I'd rather forget
You know how they say TV turns you into a zombie? It's completely true. Conrad was working late and I decided to turn on the tube while I ate my dinner. Boy, was that a mistake. I got up to go to the bathroom during a commercial break in The Bad Girls Club and noticed that my skin was rotting and falling off me in big, stinky chunks. Then, I went out to my car to grab some lotion for the problem and saw our neighbor's kid playing outside in the parking lot. I'm not really sure how I got from shuffling my undead body across the sidewalk in her direction to scooping brain matter out of a latte bowl with a spoon on the sofa, but I have a feeling this is going to take some explaining. Fuck you, Kim Kardashian.
April
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EmailThey haunt my dreams
They were absolutely covetous. I can't say I've ever seen a more perfect sandal, and I can't get them.
Cathryn walked into the office a couple of weeks ago, fresh from Europe. I love Cathryn. I could just eat her up. She's completely adorable and pitch-perfectly dressed, all the time. The places she lives are the kinds of places that make you cry when you get home to your house after visiting. The friends she hangs out with have perfect hair, and perfect skin. Her parties are hipper than yours. But she's so sweet, it's impossible to feel anything mean toward her.
Until she showed me the sandals she bought in Greece. I fawned. I photographed. I fell for them. Here are some pictures. Maybe you will look at these and not be blown away by their gorgeousity. But therein lies their genius and charm. They are completely unassuming.
Naturally, I took down the company name and did all I could to track them down. Tragically, they are not available in the U.S., as far as I can tell, and no one from Kokka shoes responded to my e-mail. This makes me very sad. Though it does give me a good excuse to go to Greece.
I've been trying to find a suitably similar sandal. I think these, so far, are my best bet:
An important feature of the perfect sandal is the buttery softness of the straps, which these seem to have. And for $40, I think I might take a chance at them.
Also, friends, I need this dress. Who wants to buy it for me?
Patiently awaiting gifts,
April
She makes a point
On the phone this morning with Mom:
Me: What is up with these folks marrying such rich people?
Mom: Well, I ain't saying he's a gold digger, but he ain't messin' with no broke nigga.
OK, I know what I said ...
But my friend Melissa recommended Miranda July's No One Belongs Here More Than You and I really, really want to read it, but I don't have it. So I was thinking, well, maybe I'll wait ... and then, this morning, I saw this video by July: How to Make a Button and I'm sorry, but an exception is going to have to be made. I am going to buy this book today. Watch this video. You might, too.
On the topic of books
Two of my favorite blogs have had lovely posts on great books they're reading right now. Not just one, but towering stacks of tomes. Lots of goodness to be had here.
First, Alicia's delicious account of an afternoon in the park with 14 new books.
Amanda's rundown of their spring book basket. I really love how her family's routines move so harmoniously with the seasons.