Things to say yes to.

Flamboya, Viviane Sassen. 

I don't understand when people tell me they don't like this. 

A fond farewell. Well, not yet.

My sister Sophie has just been accepted on exchange to the University of Edinburgh for next year. I'm really proud of her and really happy for her, but I'm also really going to miss her. 

Grey Explains.

I love people with very specific talents like C.G.P Grey. His is explaining things, succinctly and in a way that makes me think he is probably a very nice person. I feel like if C.G.P Grey explained my own life to me I would be a much more stable person. I watch these videos when I'm stressed. 

Oh for goodness sake...

Frank and Bing. I honestly don't know what the point of Christmas would be without this. 

Art is ugly.

One of the Frank Gehry towers in Dusseldorf.

An elaborate concoction of basically anything.

My household does not do junkfood. There is absolutely never any chocolate, lollies, biscuits, ice-cream, chips, pop-corn, Easy-Mac, even yoghurt or trail-mix with a hint of chocolate substitute is conspicuously absent. The closest thing we have to a sugary snack are blueberries and raisin toast. If you want to eat something unhealthy, you have to create it out of the baking ingredients at the back of the pantry. Which is how I consistently end up with an elaborate stack of pancakes and two o'clock in the morning. 

Jesus fucking Christ...

Elizabeth Olsen is so beautiful it almost hurts me to look at her. Wonderland Magazine, November 2011. 

Memory of the week.

I really miss cool nineties TV heroines (and redheads) like Angela Chase and Caitlin Seeger. 

A collective sigh of something.

I have my staff Christmas party coming up this week. Complete with exchange of Secret Santa gifts. I really don't understand this kind of obligatory social ritual. If you're near Eagle Street this Friday night, that excessive politeness and awkward forced conversation is the sound of fifteen professional educators partying down. 

If only...

Listening

All roads lead to Jenny Lewis today because she has quite a nice mouth and reminds me not to feel guilty. 


As if I need reminding. 

Admire.

Harry is my hero for all kinds of reasons that have nothing to do with his penchant for saving the world.