My family spent the afternoon listening to Henry Mancini's Hatari soundtrack on the record player. The picture would have been complete with martinis and smoking jackets.
When in humid Thailand, I want to remain looking fresh and dewy as opposed to just sweaty. My makeup is going to consist of just a little bit of Bobbi Brown cream blush on the apples of my cheeks for a chic look that will be truly au natural.
This morning I heard a wonderful story on This American Life. It is about Shalom Auslander, who as a teenager was paid to do the Jewish mitzvah of watching the dead. Listen to it here.
70's New York. Slim Aarons. repetto ballet flats. Duchamp. Vanity Fair. elephants. The New Yorker. little signature jay birds. hearst castle. watermelon. Paris. plaid shirts. making mixes. Martin Parr. polaroid cameras. american typewriter font. Tim Walker. moleskine notebooks. snow & graham. peonies. Hugh Holland. my clippings binder. anchors. The Paris Review. long drives. french bulldogs. NYC. whole foods. Chuck Close. woody allen glasses. Joseph Szabo. maritime hotel. cheddar bunnies. a.p.c. brigitte bardot hair. the whoosh of the city. the view of the city lights at night from beverly glen. mhhhm. mhhhm.