Archive for July, 2011
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on t-shirts (fitted)
I am not usually a t-shirt person.
I’ve known women who rarely wear anything other than jeans or jean shorts and an assortment of tees. There is nothing wrong with that, of course–t-shirts are very comfortable, modest, and relatively cool most of the time–but I never liked the way I looked in them.… read on
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the golden hour: welcome
inspired by Miss Perry… read on
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Emerald City
Cyclists whizzing by, odd-shaped packages tethered to backs and bikes.
Cafes of all quality and variety on so many corners.… read on
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Toilet Seats
Growing up, we had a lot of rules that our parents set down for our betterment and the general upkeep of the house. Always wash your hands before playing the piano; close the lid and push the bench back in when you’re done. Four [chair] legs on the floor at all times. No hopping over the back of the couch to sit down. Close the door when you leave the house.… read on
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Two as One
Being apart from Taylor has made me realize how much a part of me he is. I am more than just Anne with him; my identity seems prone to shifting without his anchoring presence near me.
It’s not that I forget that I am a wife, but without one’s husband… read on
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