Get It, Girls

"The girl and the woman, in their new, individual unfolding, will only in passing be imitators of male behavior and misbehavior and repeaters of male professions. After the uncertainty of such transitions, it will become obvious that women were going through the abundance and variation of those (often ridiculous) disguises just so that they could purify their own essential nature and wash out the deforming influences of the other sex. Women, in whom life lingers and dwells more immediately, more fruitfully, and more confidently, must surely have become riper and more human in their depths than light, easygoing man, who is not pulled down beneath the surface of life by the weight of any bodily fruit and who, arrogant and hasty, undervalues what he thinks he loves. This humanity of woman, carried in her womb through all her suffering and humiliation, will come to light when she has stripped off the conventions of mere femaleness in the transformations of her outward status, and those men who do not yet feel it approaching will be astonished by it. Someday (and even now, especially in the countries of northern Europe, trustworthy signs are already speaking and shining), someday there will be girls and women whose name will no longer mean the mere opposite of the male, but something in itself, something that makes one think not of any complement and limit, but only life and reality: the female human being." Rilke

Some of my favorite women, being all besties, which is one of the best things I think women can do.

via hellogiggles

"How much of my brain is wilfully my own? How much is not a rubber stamp of what I have read and heard and lived? Sure, I make a sort of synthesis of what I come across, but that is all that differentiates me from another person?"

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via thievess)

(via my-quarterlifecrisis)

That thing where your best friend

lives in the Middle East in a time zone 6 hours ahead of you, but still manages to leave the song that fits your mood perfectly in your inbox to wake up to. That thing is so good.

Me and Pk. Sitting on the floor of JFK airport, watching Sex and the City on my laptop with shared headphones, because Pk had a 6 hour layover and she lives in Jerusalem and when your bestie lives in Jerusalem you soak up every hour. I had to beat the bartender at rock, paper, scissors to get the wine in plastic cups to take away from the bar. 

la paulatique: another letter about ambiguity

my girl. 

pesha:

dear nmq,

i’m not sure if i ever told you about the summers he and i would spend apart. we were together for many years, during some of the most formative years of a person’s life. so some summers, we would “take a break.” we were scared to miss out on experiences. we were young. no one understood it, but it always felt like the right thing to do. and we always came back to one another. of course, until we didn’t anymore. but one year, one summer, when he got nervous, i wrote him a letter on a card that contained the most perfect quotation. and here it is:

“life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. delicious ambiguity.” - gilda radner

that’s it for me: the delicious ambiguity. i spent so many years focused on that notion. i’ve built an empire using that as my mantra. some think ambiguity is tantamount to…surgery without anesthesia? or like being tossed into a canoe without a life jacket. i understand them, but i don’t know any other way to be. 

so here’s a blessing to a life filled with ambiguity. as long as it’s delicious!

-me

Obviously, I love The Sartorialist. I also love the way he loves his girl (Garance Dore). And this picture of his girl laughing with her girl. It’s all so good.

My Girl on the Friday Workday Slump

Me: Pk, before you leave

Me: I need a pump up. I am tired and have this cough

Me: I just need to get to 5:00

Me: Can you give me something?

Pk: Oh yes I can

Pk: Ok. The reason Fridays are so hard, is b/c you are so close to your destiny

Pk: You have worked really hard to realize what it is that makes you tick and what it is that you need

Pk: each friday is even CLOSER to that goal. it's like you could lean out and kiss it

Pk: there is an exhaustion w/ that

Pk: but the truth is, with each passing hour, you are teetering further on the edge of glory. and pretty soon it is gonna be this sublime free fall

Pk: those are the words i have. but if you know waht's good for you - you'll queue up the flo song for your lunch break

Me: you're the fucking best

Pk: remember the edge of glory

Pk: hang on to the precipice

Pk: feel the way the wind feels from up there

Pk: it's impt too

Pk: i'm gonna light candles and think about you

Pk: k?

This is my best friend. 

Pk: I’m on the edge with you.

pesha:

on the edge of glory

golan heights, march 2011

The leopard effect. 

(For you, pk)

via: http://www.garancedore.fr/en