Posts from November 2015

non.

November 23, 2015

“i like nonfiction books about people with wretched lives.” // d. sedaris

i was once a voracious reader – the fatter the fiction, the better.

i was the girl that took all 1488 pages of vikram seth’s a suitable boy on a sun-shiny holiday – instead of sunning myself, i sat under the lushest palm i could find, to banish the tan i didn’t want, and to keep the sun out of my eyes so that i could read from the moment i had that first breakfast piña colada, to that last ruddy-cheeked moment in the breeze of the evening.

yet somewhere in the time between my late twenties and late – sorry, i lost my train of thought – i’ve become the unwilling bystander to the made-up, the far-fetched, to fantasy.

whether it’s having feet too firmly fit in earth to read about make-believe – non-fiction – essays, long-form articles, op-eds, memoirs and auto-and-solo-biographies are the only tales as of late that i have a taste, and time for. if it’s an allegory or fairy tale that i’m after, the closest i’m getting to that – is in the telling of histories of those who turned their imaginations inside out and into reality for themselves, and let everyone else around them be privy to their outcomes.

cbrownstein

 

 

 

 

dianearbus


empressoffashion

 

thefoldedclock

➝ source : hunger makes me a modern girl / by carrie brownstein

➝ source : an emergency in slow motion / the inner life of diane arbus by william todd schultz

➝ source : empress of fashion / by a.m. stuart

➝ source : the folded clock / by heidi julavits

“brand is just a perception, and perception will match reality over time.” // e. musk

if i were as superficial as i’ve alleged myself to be over the last nine years or so, i’d be surrounded by a literal embankment of products whose covers were gorgeous, yet whose contents had cemented over ages of disuse.

luckily, i have a modicum of self-restraint, and actually relish using products that actually, you know, work – no matter what sort of packaging they come in.

however, would it be my will to pick up what-have-you and sundry that looked good enough to frame – could you really blame me, just look at these little bottles of monochrome joy.

reverie


verso

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sommeinstitute

 

➝ source : milk anti-frizz nourishing treatment via reverie

➝ source : super facial serum via verso

➝ source : balm via olio e osso

➝ source : serum via somme institute

justaminute.

November 18, 2015

“damn it all, you can’t have the crown of thorns and the thirty pieces of silver.” // a. bevan

there are times, when the only thing that will give your head a shake – to get out the bad, the terrible and the increasingly disheartening news – is to remind yourself of those small things, the lovely, the inspired – whatever it is that gives us some small bit of a reprieve from a never-ending cycle of terribleness.

art, music, my kid singing her little emo heart out to ryan adams version of 1989, a good piece of chocolate, a walk in the dark when the wind has calmed and your head can clear. a small dose of delight, a brief reminder that goodness exists – because, i know i’m in need. far be it for me to get heavy in this space – but, guys, i’m feeling it. the weight of consciousness has become abundant.

so, i offer a briefest anchor on this wednesday morning – of shimmer and shine – let it reflect a little bit of badness, and turn it into something pretty, for just a minute.

cedriccharlier

 

anthonyvaccarellosoniarykiel

delpozo

➝ source : cédric charlier striped sequin dress via farfetch

➝ source : studded star metallic sweater via anthony vaccarello

➝ source : metallic panel skirt via sonia rykiel

➝ source : bow sandals via delpozo

“philosophies fall away like sand, creeds follow one another, but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons, a possession for all eternity.” // o. wilde

this time of year – i become very adept at ignoring all the red. let’s call it selective/festive color-blindness.

the red cups, the red trim, the red accents splashed on every single available surface, and oh, let’s not forget the melodies that, though not seen but heard, if they had a hue, you know they’d be red.

i’m not a scrooge, i don’t mind the merriment, yet i do get a kink in my neck with over-the-top-ness of it all; the fact that it all begins the day after halloween, and that it doesn’t stop for two months straight. what’s more – this year, i’ve gleaned a little bit of intel on the other side – the side which wants you to buy!buy!buy!, and between you and me, it’s all sorts of batty.

but then, who am i to moan? i don’t even celebrate the holiday that comes in red, mine usually comes in blue – but even then, come the 25th of december; sleepy-eyed and surrounded by love – what’s the harm in a little comfort and joy that comes prepackaged and priced to sell?

narspoketo thekinfolkhome

bibelotandtoken

➝ source : ‘a woman’s face’ holiday collection via steven klein x nars

➝ source : b&w notebooks via poketo

➝ source : the kinfolk home via kinfolk

➝ source : the school of life ‘the thinker game’ via, (see, i had to!) bibelot & token

feelingbetter.

November 16, 2015

“the home should be the treasure chest of living.” // le corbusier

i will not go into detail about the events of my weekend.

i will however, let it be known that it was unpleasant, unseemly, and most gross.

now that it’s over, there were only a handful of things i could think about during those foul 48 hours.

1] how much i would miss pizza, as i would never be able to eat again, 2] how there should be a third tap on all faucets – for ginger-ale and, 3] falling asleep fully dressed on the sofa was not a choice, but a necessity – climbing up two flights of stairs was an absolute impossibility.

when i did finally make it up the stairs to change into something more comfortable, to lie prone on the bathroom floor, i was at that moment alone, relieved that everything i own that constitutes loungewear, is beat-up, ratty, older than my daughter and perfect for being sick in.

when i’m feeling better – i’m looking into getting some new things to wear around the house.

ace&jig

skin

eberjey

 

 

chinti&parker

➝ source : reversible duster via ace & jig

➝ source : cybelle top via skin

➝ source : heather pj pant via eberjey

➝ source : hooded star onesie via chinti & parker

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