les enfants terribles.

everywhere i go all i order is tuna tartare.
it's my new barometer for judging a restaurant.
it was spicy and had wakame!! very good.
although still on the lookout for a place that makes it better than i do...
the resto itself was pretty cute and the people were friendly.
the bread service was weak.
bread should be served warm!!! how are you supposed to spread the cold butter on cold bread!?!?!?
anyways, i had fun with andrea, i'd go back to this cute little place on Bernard.

haydee.

la collectionneuse is probably my favorite movie.
i love eric rohmer films.
its the dialogue.

venus in furs.

wonderful wonderful book. mikey brought it to me when i was bedridden.
i absolutely recommend it even if you're not into the masochism thing.
and you know what, if you're in a relationship, you probably are.
power struggles in relationships. man woman dichotomy. evocative imagery.
and he appreciates the beauty and splendor of fur.
just read it. it's really fun.

http://www.gutenberg.org/catalog/world/readfile?fk_files=40099

down and out

exam time. everyone is so dreary and morose.
dull time of year, but at least there's christmas to look forward to

haze.

don't jump

kitchenette!

so kristina, nathalie, alyssa and i went to celebrate tiny's birthday a week late. although she denies this was a birthday dinner.
it had to have been. we ordered dessert.
the experience was absolutely wonderful from the second we walked in to our last bite of cracker jack ice cream sundae.
the staff was engaging, welcoming and efficient. the food was super delicious and the menu was interesting. the prices were fair. the music was good and not too loud. everything was just lovely.
and the dessert!!
definitely going back to this place even if it's a little out of the way.

perfect.

white stripes. black keys.

petite fille modele.

baby animals are cute.

the wheel club

last nite i went for some seafood chowder at the oyster shack (quite satisfying), some wine at grumpy's with amanda, then i ended up at the wheel club. line dancing and pickled eggs. wow.
90% of the people there were over the age of 70.
us youngsters were severely outnumbered.
apparently there's a couple of deaths that occur on stage every year.
traumatizing.
so sad i didn't have my camera.
maybe next time!

twin express

we went out to eat for renata's birthday.
l'express. at midnight.
so fun.
champagne and oysters.
the girls had octopus salad and duck. the boys had steak frites.
we made dijon and pickle sandwiches with the bread service. how the french must hate us!
overall was really fun but the menu didn't excite me much.
i love my friends.
good night!!
xoxo

i do

I spent a generous portion of my day at the multimags with tiny checking out wedding magazines and recipe books.
This Chanel dress makes me want to get married in the fall and give up on my plan to wait til my hair grows out.

lanvin

i need that sparkly one piece so i can live out my fantasies of being an eccentric rich old lady.

j'adore wildfox

best friends.

viktor vauthier's muses

i want her hair. and the wallpaper.

tropic of capricorn

almost done.
my favorite thing to read is the in depth description of a woman through the eyes of a man that loves her.
henry miller's use of words blows my mind.
i don't care for a lot of what he says but how i love how he says it.

[photograph by Zhana Viel entitled tropic of capricorn]

a dance kids loft party in the old port

to define is to limit

Just finished reading the picture of Dorian Gray for the second time.
so witty and insightful.
Lord Henry is the ultimate dandy with his flair for paradox and rhetoric
I especially like the symbolism of Sybil Vane and how when she loves, she no longer exists.
Oscar Wilde gets it.