I spend the majority of my time in school, as do most students. When I do come home I cherish those days but oddly enough it feels like I never left. I love Florida. I love being warm and I love being in my house. I love waking up in my own bed. I love soaking in my Peter Pan complex for the handful of days each year on which academic authorities have deemed we students and faculty may have a vacation. [Not quite vacation though, let's be real. Who else is swallowing novels whole in five days? I personally am about to go lounge by my pool and churn out an sketches for an entire swimwear collection, but I can't complain because it's gorgeous today!] I don't want to go back to school next week. I just want to play.
On today's agenda:
Edward Steichen: In High Fashion, the Conde Nast Years 1923 - 1937
Fort Lauderdale Art Museum, free entry with student ID.
I am attending with my muse Miss Betty and Pepper, I'll let all you Vogue junkies know how it goes.
Childish things I have found to coincide with my mood today.
An apron with coordinating pockets for your colored pencils.
Sheer brilliance.
Childrenswear by PLUSH.
Great studio shot, this kid had awesome hair.
Baby kicks! Too, too cute.
My house.
In my last words for the day, go see Hot Tub Time Machine. It will change your life [most likely not for the better.] Please don't pay a full $10 for it if you can avoid doing so. What an ABSURD moment in movie making.
Baby kicks! Too, too cute.
My house.
I wish, sigh.
"Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up."
Picasso.
In my last words for the day, go see Hot Tub Time Machine. It will change your life [most likely not for the better.] Please don't pay a full $10 for it if you can avoid doing so. What an ABSURD moment in movie making.
♥ Lini.
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