m.e.

justin

rainy sunday

it is gray and rainy in montreal today. so i'm curled up in bed with "secrets of the flesh," judith thurman's biography of colette (it's for class, i swear), and a grand bol of café au lait, just like they serve at mamie gateau in gay paris.

love.

balzac

"balzac has invented everything"

--colette

cheese

currently missing: delicious british cheese from neal's yard.

currently hating: my downstairs neighbor who blasts techno music all day long.

the (long) weekend in pictures

one lost and lonely shoe:

from which we learn a valuable lesson:

beauty from within the depths of drudgery (ie, richardson's clarissa)

and the return, enfin, of my curly hair.

last hurrah

poison girl. 25 august 2009. before an insanely early flight to montreal.

a room of one's own #2

i am kind of in love with my room here in montreal. soft light, check. cloud-like bed, check. pictures of people i love, check.