Category: Wonderings
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RE: A White Rabbit
I thought what I wrote yesterday was about a writer I admire called Rachel R. White, but it was actually about me and how I have always over-glamorised the Dostoyevskian/Nabokovian/Chekhovian/RUSSIAN beauty of desolation. Don’t tell me the moon is shining: show me the glint of light on broken glass. Anton Chekhov It was clearly (in…
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A White Rabbit
Married? Barely. To her own op-shop brand of boyfriend. Hunkered down in a grit-dust apartment with crystals in the bed. A bra tangled artfully around a broken comb, arranged on a book of poems no publisher would see. There’s a cat somewhere, dragging life through the stale rooms. White hair, a 60s carpet that comes…
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kæʒjuəl fæʃən
I’ve figured these boots out you know. I know their game. They refuse to work with anything they consider ‘too fashion’ or ‘too kæʒ’. (Soz, but how do you even spell cas[ual] without IPA? These are the things I struggle with.) I have the answer. It is this: a short (but not too short!) black…
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Fashionary
I like to doodle outfits when I’m thinking about what to wear to a particular occasion. I dabbled in fashion drawing during my Art Foundation year but I’m basically crap at it. I’ve posted scribblings before to illustrate a point (like Minnie Mouse Ears Are 100% a Suitable Wedding Hat) but I mean, they are…
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The Saga of the Boots Continues: Still Boring To Most Humans
Well, they’re here. Dune not only delivered them free to my nearest store (by mistake) in two days, they also texted and emailed me every day to give me a progress update. Props for nice copywriting: “Look out…your order is on its way. If you fancy tracking your order, just click the link below.” Cute.…
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