My Most Favorite Candle Ever (well, for the last 6 years)
It smells like a garden on the first day of summer. I can feel the sunshine…
There is nothing more poetic and terrible than the skyscrapers’ battle with the heavens that cover them. Snow, rain, and mist highlight, drench, or conceal the vast towers, but those towers, hostile to mystery and blind to any sort of play, shear off the rain’s tresses and shine their three thousand swords through the soft swan of the fog.
— Federico Garcia Lorca
Neglectful...
Wow…I realized I’ve hardly posted anything since I got back from Tanzania! I’ve been very busy…and distracted. I’m getting a puppy :)
Not one of these puppies, but a Bernese Mountain Dog. She’s coming home on Feb. 13th…and I can’t wait!
But I’ll try to be better about posting! Promise.
some new favorites from the sartorialist
