running by a few windows in berlin
(not quite running, but the thing is
that we walk by and i try not to
break stride because time is always
of the essence; thus, all of the pics are
just quick snaps and then memory)
there will probably be a few more of these
i did take a handful & still think they are fun
burning blog-ish questions of late:
when will elle decor make mitchell owens the head honcho?
isn't it time? he's the perfect editor for the publication,
and -- lord knows, especially these days -- don't all
publications need practically perfect editors?
what publisher will wake up and smell the coffee
mrs. b brews so lovingly marvelously deliciously
for all of us in her sweet kitchen;
o! why do i have to wait sooo long to read
The Mrs. Blandings Book of Home Decor and Family Fun?
(she just saw Utah. now i have to go.)
when will little augury enter the documentary
business? as in: with all of her yummy posts, shouldn't
someone start working with her to make short movies
about all of this? magnificent tidbits of design (and so
on and so forth) history. honestly. cannes needs her. really.
when will mr. terestchenko's modern knights book be
available? soon, please?
All of the Above +
what's porter's next role in mad men?
she looks so remarkably swell
in those swanky glasses...
Laura Scott Wade, the director of ethics for a national medical organization in Chicago, said that six months ago her son, Lincoln, then 3 1/2, got so tired of her promises to get off the computer in "just one more minute" that he resorted to the kind of tactic parents typically use.
"He makes me set the timer on the microwave," Ms. Wade said. "And when it dings he'll say, 'Come on,' and he'll say, 'Don't bring your phone.' "
(and i think to myself:
my god, it's summer.
the days are still long.
the weather here has been,
how lucky are we?
and i am in front of a screen?
a quick drive down a country road,
the words of another blogger i much respect,
and this quip from Lincoln
jog my senses back to reality.)