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on getting dressed and the rapha continental

August 9th, 2010 · 1 Comment · hanging out, nyc, style

This whole thing is starting to get slightly dangerous. I’m actually beginning to get used to being a completely useless slacker. I’ve spent more afternoons than I’d like to admit watching so-bad-it’s-good true crime shows and back-to-back Law & Order anything. If I’m going to be honest, the only reason I manage to get dressed [...]

a celebration of taste

September 29th, 2009 · 5 Comments · embrocation cycling journal, hanging out, style

I’m actually not that much of a party girl. Notwithstanding the complete lack of rack that is required to look good in backless club wear, a glass of beer can make the room spin for me. Chimay will absolutely floor me. Dancing in heels all night is a skill I never bothered to perfect. I’d [...]

snobby shorts

September 8th, 2009 · 8 Comments · bike parts, general stuff, style

Being somewhat of a closet snob, I love the vague language of being in the know. “Did you see–” “Oh yeah.” “Unbelieveable, right?” “But awesome.” “Exactly.” And, of course, I love it even more when this top secret, exclusive language is used in the context of bikes and blogs. I’m not talking about my own…No, [...]

drowning in embrocation

April 27th, 2009 · 2 Comments · reviews, things in print

My Mom has this tendency to flip through clothes with a dismissive, almost violent hand. Hangers squeak loudly against poles as she’ll cast aside suits, shirts, and pants, unable to find that perfect, impeccably tailored, designer whatever. Meanwhile I try not to completely lose it as the product of someone’s hard labor is violently shoved [...]

[briefly] living the dream

April 3rd, 2009 · 1 Comment · drop offs, handmade goodies, hats

Despite both of my classes having been canceled today, I rolled out of bed at the usual time. Granted, I can’t sleep past 8am on any day, anyway, but I was sort of excited to get up and pick my way across a floor littered with fabric, tailor’s chalk, and some random pins [ouch!]. I [...]