a compendium of the #deepthoughts, images and blurbs running through my mind - sometimes they run like deer through a wildflower field, and sometimes they run like psychiatric patients from nurses carrying straight jackets. by maniezheh.
because really, when did i ever stop loving you? and isn’t it the gosh-darn truth that paul walker is really just a poor girl’s zack morris?
xoxo
thank you for reminding me that i have accomplished the ability to achieve relatively nothing in 25 years, and in 30, you have somehow managed to rule the world, and channel my post-backstreet-boys-wedding-announcement-heartache / late adolescent hormones into productivity on the dance floor.
ever secretly yours as publicly my 1999 boy-band loyalty still belongs to bsb.
xoxo maniezheh
the september issue.
the september issue.
the september issue.
mxoxo
i had an amazing weekend. and i am nice to myself, almost too nice. but i think it’s because i spent more than a good decade in pain. and so now, i am gleefully stuck in a hedonistic adolescence … which is really code for living and loving life without guilt. and so monday was thus:
east village / west village meandering
september 2010 british vogue
cafe cluny lunch: lemonade in a shade of acid wash pink, melon-cilantro gazpacho, breakfast club sandwich (next time the pappardelle pasta!), white peach sorbet & blackberry cabernet sorbet, washed down with a double espresso
a near-empty theater & eat pray love - delighting in that lovely solace of me and myself.
and now? time to clean, and read. mostly read.
“and then what happens we’ll see.”
mxo
