hi joolia sorry I ruined the surprise
hi Julia. today it is raining a lot. I bought black Toms to use as work shoes and then I went overboard at American Apparel and bought a watch, two shirts, and soap (for real, soap). I got the falafel plate at Mamouns which is awesome cause it’s kind of like a burrito bowl but with falafel instead of… everything besides tomato and lettuce in a burrito bowl. to think of it, I had a chickpea salad for bfast so all I’ve eaten today is variations of chickpeas, lettuce, and tomatoes in sauces. mmmm
oh yeah got that job and Leo said student aide wages r 4 real going up so maybe yours too!!
love you lots jubjub, stephy
need to get over the whole mangled death thing first.
by Esther Adams
Photographed by Stephen Meisel Vogue in 2009
Now that summer’s almost here, and bikes are out in full force, how does a style maven dress when she chooses to move in the elements rather than simply sit in an air-conditioned vehicle? Vogue asks loyal cyclists Lily Cole, Agyness Deyn, Hanneli Mustaparta, and Pamela Love, for their tried-and-tested tips on how to pull together looks for pedaling through the city.
“I love it when women cycle in heels,” says Cole. The redhead beauty has been spotted in short vintage frocks whizzing around Cambridge University (where she’s currently studying art history) on a sleek black Pashley Guv’nor. “I mostly wear trainers or flip-flops,” she continues sheepishly, “but I’m thinking of experimenting with wedges—I have Ferragamo and Christian Louboutin versions.” Perhaps unsurprisingly, intrepid style blogger Mustaparta is another bike/heel advocate. And although she’s shrewd when it comes to her wheels—“I bought a really cheap Brentwood so I wouldn’t be worried it would get stolen!”—she throws caution to the wind when it comes to elevated footwear. “Biking makes it surprisingly easy to do a full day in Chloë Sevigny’s Opening Ceremony heels,” she says with a laugh. “Walking in them tires me out!”
besides packing, procrastinating on packing, procrastinating on doing paperwork for France, watching Cheers nonstop with Julia, drinking beer and not being able to afford going out because i spent all my money on a $100 cab ride back from Jersey and three packs of cigarettes, trying to figure out who all these people i gave my phone number out to are, facebook stalking our cab driver from jersey,
i’m back on tumblr, i guess.
uncomfortable with my attraction to adam richman.