Apples and carrots into the juicer; wheatgrass and cabbage into the blender.
I’m really not sure how long this will last. Plus it’s somewhat anti-social around here.
Sat through six hours of mechanical lectures today, and now I’m finally… calling up some M&A research in the library. Fortunately the New York Times suggested I take a look at Prabal Gurung’s (yes! there’s more!) 2012 Pre-Fall collection, which is all sharp, shiny, and kaleidoscope-y!
I feel really guilty now because I sent an SMS to Deebot yesterday bitching about a ridiculously image-heavy “fashion” blog (there is so much I’m not saying here), but here it is:
Everything else is here.
Speaking of kaleidoscopes, I also did a bit of programming today (one does not usually expect that of law school kids, but what do you know!). In the process I came across this image of pasta shapes generated by Mathematica, with some coding by a very clever mathematician.
There’s a Korean drama called We Got Married, and it’s one of those I never watched. These images from the Prabal Gurung Spring 2012 show reminded me of it, though honestly there is nothing to recall since I never watched it.
I don’t really like some of the legs that are going on here, but I shall reserve my comments because frumpy people on the Internet get so riled up when we discuss size. Let’s focus on the lovely, lovely dresses!
These images were plucked from the very awesome tumblr from me to you, which made me more interested in the Prabal Gurung show than I otherwise would have been. Check out the very quirky and lovely GIFs! Oh GIF has come a long way since the early 2000s.
Again, one of my favourite faces.
Vogue Italia, 2010
This really makes me want to work with lipstick.
Photo of the Day:
Thank you, darlings, for being so you.
This was 2011 for me. I’ll get down to thinking about 2012 soon.
Pekos sent around a link to an amazing database the other day — Lianhuanhua – Picture Storybook. It houses book covers from the Cultural Revolution. I like the ones in Chinese but Pekface seems to prefer the English covers.
白求恩 (Bethune) is a Canadian doctor who joined the Chinese Communists. Just so.
Tokyo, or some leftover shots of (off my phone). I rarely take pictures of food, but this was a pretty nice restaurant. I spotted some women in Chanel tweed jackets in their Chanel tweed chairs, which was just a little snicker-worthy.
Mornings in Roppongi. No makeup — so no face. I was working on a research paper the entire time so I spent most mornings holed up in the hotel room. Honestly, Roppongi could simply have been in any other city; it’s clean, modern, and filled with bakeries and chocolatiers — and research deadlines. Grr.
Tokyo for me was no longer as crazy and exciting as it was when I was 17. It seemed more mature, more sombre, and so, so full of 味道. Goodnight, grown-up city.
