cardigan- Old Navy
top- Urban Outfitters
shorts- American Apparel
flats- Old Navy
music- Wilson Pickett- Land of 1000 Dances
Yes, I am well aware of the fact that I am wearing both these shoes and these shorts to death. I just go through brief but passionate affairs with certain items of clothing during which we are inseparable. That's how I felt about this top several years ago. I bought it in Montreal in the summer of 2004(what a magical city) and wore it like it was the only thing in my closet for about 2 years afterwards. I have lots of fond memories in it, and I like to break it out now and again to remind myself of all the fun I've had in it, and how it makes me look like I actually have something notable in the rack department. Plus it is the mint green color of my dreams/dishes/nail polish/tumbler that holds our toothbrushes/cuckoo clock/favorite purse.
Saw Sofia Coppola's Somewhere today. I probably need to think on this one a little more before I decide how I felt about it. But she is one of my favorite directors. Her films really capture the eloquence of loneliness. She also has such an eye for beauty, and a knack for making the strange and fantastic(Tokyo, Versailles, contemporary Hollywood excess) seem normal and not so jarring, but without entirely taking away your awe of them. And her films are so wonderfully quiet and subtle, which might be the only quality that unites all of my favorite movies. Anyway, I've been thinking about maybe going into film studies, but needless to say my critical analysis is less than sharp most of the time. Plus I'm not sure my taste would fly amongst film students...who probably think the Criteron Collection is too mainstream. Or at the opposite end of the spectrum there might be dummies who like shit like Donnie Darko and The Fight Club(have you noticed this tends to be the same type of person?). If I even get started there I'll end up ranting all night and coming off like a major asshole. And then again, the whole thing might ruin my taste for film in general, in the way that painfully deconstructing beautiful novels and forcing symbolism that was never intended is why I didn't go into English as an academic field, despite my lifelong love for reading. I'm currently reading Possession by A.S. Byatt and I just finished The Dying Animal by Philip Roth...the first Roth I've ever read and I have to say I thoroughly enjoyed it. The Byatt is so over-the-top literary in a very old-fashioned way, and so layered and slow(I mean that in a good pre-1920s way). Neil LaBute directed the film version? Still trying to wrap my head around that. Proooooobably gonna avoid that one.
Whoops...I'll get back to talking about clothes next time.