Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Gætirðu talað hægar?


These are from the latest Kapital catalog. Looks to be photographed in Ísland, which makes me want to go there even more now. I want to so bad, and my daily email of the "Iceland Review" doesn't help matters.

Did you know that Icelandic is practically unchang'd from the Viking language of yore? They can read ancient Viking epics like we read the newspaper!

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

“I prefer my oysters fried; That way I know my oysters died.”

I wholeheartedly disagree with you Roy Blount, Jr.

A few weeks back, Ruth and I ended our day early and had a two o'clock gin break with a bacchanalian feast of raw oysters. How did I grow up with a father who raked up and sold these bi-valves for a living, and I am JUST now falling desperately in love? If only I wasn't (half) allergic to shellfish.

There's an oyster farm we go to where you can see out yonder window to the harvest "field":

Last night...

...my 8 year old nephew came over.

one of the wisest proverbs he's ever invented:

"IHOP...come hungry, leave nauseous"

Monday, September 28, 2009

Sunday, September 27, 2009

would I were stedfast as thou art--

Saw Bright Star last night. W.O.W. It was so unbelievably beautiful, I actually got weepy this morning thinking about it. Some of the scenes could be paused and displayed as gorgeous paintings in your home.

This was a beautiful scene, but not the most beautiful. I want to save those for when YOU go see it!

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Wide eyed and up in arms...

Stackin' wood today in preparation for the winter. I love wearing plaid work shirts and not being ironic.

Friday, September 25, 2009

This is by Norwegian photographer, Rune Guneriussen. When I think of Norway, this is what comes to mind (and the troll in Disney World) Isn't this pure alchemy? Please take a drive over to his website, you'll never come back.....

Thursday, September 24, 2009

My love, I'm a few years older than you

When I was a child, this was how I imagined my life would look as an adult...



I'm glad everything worked out for me!

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

इकठ्ठे आना

He always had his quiet corner

Today, my two older brothers and I helped the eldest build his terrace and retaining wall. It was an interesting dynamic seeing us all together talking about how to grow moss, music and painting (or spearfishing with the other two). Toss in a few impressions of my dad..

This came to mind:

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Vicomte

Tonight, whilst watching Mad Men, Don met a Vicomte Monteforte by the pool in LA...MONTEFORTE!!!!!??!?!?!?

Finally, the encumbrance and duty of having the longest name in kindergarten is blessed and no longer mine to bear!

Thank you AMC!

"Is there any felicity in the world superior to this?"


Aye! 'Twas a fine day at sea, aldough his Lordship got quite queasy from the rockin' of ta seas. And he 'finks ta call his self 'son of a fisherman!'

Block Isle is altogetter a faire place indeed. Well said, well said..

Monday, September 21, 2009

you are far too gracious, darling




Molly and I finally saw 'The September Issue' this weekend. I kept on reading these reviews, and everyone claimed Grace Coddington steals the show. Well, my dears, she not only stole but got away with highway robbery! She broke my heart, made me whell (is that a word?) up and laugh/snort all during the film. She's such a dreamer. I recommend you go see it, just for her.

The picture above is from her post convent days as a model in London Towne. She was in a really bad car accident shortly after this that ruined her face and pulled her out of modeling.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Friday, September 18, 2009

Sisters, sisters

Instead of giving you a complete review of all the NY Fashion Week Shows (some oohh, alot ehhh), I'll leave you with my favorite. In my humble opinion, the Mulleavy sisters with the label Rodarte are beyond creative. I love the fact that they do a ton of research, read each others minds, and still live at home with their parents. Every collection I see, I am always dumbfounded. I'd love to hang out with them and be their friend!

This collection was such a neat mix of things I love. I won't give you frilly words to describe instead I recommend you watch this video. Enjoy!





And look how great it looks out on the street!

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Love In the Time of Cholera


I am in the middle of reading, Love in the Time of Cholera. So fantastic! I don't know if it's in the water of these Spanish writers, be it from Spain or the Americas, but they can weave a tale like no other. I always feel transported from the first page. I've been checking flights daily to Cartagena. (In case your wondering Avianca flies there direct from JFK.) I really can't wait to go to bed and read until my eyes burn again!

Two other great Latin reads are Shadow of the Wind, by Carlos Ruiz Zafon and Eva Luna, by Isabel Allende. Both favorites and I just realized recommendations from my friend Shilough. Now excuse me, I have to go thank him. ta!

By Sea...



Originally uploaded by Mitch Goddard
Today seven of us, with seven bikes, went over to the beautiful island of Block. The weather varied wildly, but it was still so amazing.

I will develop my pictures and talk more, but i thought this picture perfectly displayed the sights of Block Island you see only from actually being there and looking around. Like a mix of Anne of Green Gables, Ireland, and New England.

sigh...if only my butt wasn't so sore

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

In the beginning

Alas! I have finally started to put together the pieces to this puzzle called blog. I've been meaning to do this for a while, to share bits of things I'm interested in. No more no less.

I guess I will start with the image found in the header. It was taken during the Winter of 2008, in a convent in Belgium. Somber, misty, mossy, melancholic. All words describing the mood as we went through this quiet refuge for the sisters.

Please stay a while. I will try to be faithful to posting. Here are some more pictures from that day: