a final note for 2009

To the Great Wide Void:

It seems I took an accidental hiatus from blogging...whoopsydaisy. I thought that being home and on holiday would give me tons of time to spend blogging, but rather, after a sordid traveling experience, I arrived to a house without internet and there went that plan.

It's been about a week, and I've finally returned to the world wide web, but I know more than to make promises of more frequent posting when I'm not sure I can fulfill them. I've been a bit of a deadbeat blogger the past few months, and with the final six months of law school round the corner, I can't imagine I'll get much better. I've been conflicted about whether to apologize about it or just remain silent. As you can see I chose the latter mostly because I never really understand when other bloggers apologize, it's their blog, their lives, their time. I wouldn't want them to post just for the sake of posting and so neither do I.

As for me, this blog was created as a personal filing cabinet of sorts, for all those images that I find on the internet, and all those random thoughts I have about fashion. I'm an overthinker. I overthink overthinking. But I just wanted a space where I didn't feel any pressure and could do as I fancy, and I think that is what this is. I have no real indication of how many readers I may have, and I guess I prefer it that way, because then I write for myself without the pressure of pleasing an audience. It's a bit more scary to think people are actually reading what I write, when most the time, my posts are small burbles of spontaneity without much foresight. I feel a wee bit of blogger shame when I compare myself to all the others I read, with their collages, well-thought-out prose and just generally inspiring content.

But in the end, I think I'm happy with this little space I've created for myself, even if I can't devote as much time to it as I like. And I'm always delighted if I get a comment here and there to know that I am not speaking entirely to an empty void. But Void, if it's just you and me, I am okay with that too. We do well together, and I'll see you in 2010.

Love,
dw

Sophie Conti

I'm sure most of you are aware of that wonderful haven of inspiration, Style Like U...but I couldn't help but repost this recent video of Sophie Conti, merely because she is so hilarious and has the funniest anecdotes, including a Larry David-esque incident involving knock-off Balmain heels. I love her approach to fashion. Quality over quantity and pro- outfit repeats, as she says, "I'll wear the same pants four days in a row, but it looks good, you know." It's fun and funny, nothing too serious, cause in the end, it's just clothes.

Sophie Conti from Stylelikeu.com from Stylelikeu on Vimeo.

the wild unknown

I quite like buying gifts for Christmas. I think part of the reason for that, apart from the simple joy of (hopefully) making others joyous, is I do most of my shopping online. That way I avoid the scary shoppers and can find so many interesting little things by just stumbling upon them. That is how I came across these calendars and prisms from The Wild Unknown. Each object is handcrafted in Brooklyn, but inspired by the Catskills and Great Lakes, where the glass is blown for the prisms. That's the other thing about buying online, I can support the artisans and small businesses, and that's kinda nice too.

Now I just have to find someone to gift them to, otherwise, they may end up in my own home. And that's not what Christmas is about...er, is it?

small comforts

I think I might be under house arrest. Informally, of course, but the combination of fucking cold rainy weather and the burden of deadlines has made venturing outside a rare occasion. But there are little things, small indulgences that are getting me through the increasingly shorter days. I'll make it through by staring idly at my new you-study-so-hard-you-deserve-them boots, consuming dubious amounts of coffee and homemade fudge (that travelled all the way across the Atlantic just for me), and adding some Christmas cheer to the house in the form of a mini poinsettia, the lovely poisonous plant of the holiday season. No cabin fever here...as long as I don't confuse the flower for the fudge, I'll be all set.