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http://francescollier.blogspot.com/

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A week or so ago, there was a big hubbub on the interwebs over the New York Times article on Michael Roach and Christie McNally, Buddhist monks who live in a yurt in Arizona, practice celibacy, and never are more than fifteen feet from each other. Responses were mixed, sort of. Actually, a lot of people seemed to be disgusted by the fifteen foot rule. Many people also found the couple's claims to

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I knit these hand-warmers from my own pattern! I used a very nice "cashmerino" yarn - part merino wool, part cashmere - but I can't remember the brand name. It wasn't THAT expensive - about $8.95 a skein - considering how nice the yarn looks and feels. I had a hard time with these, for some reason. It was my first time doing thumb holes with double pointed needles (I've done thumb holes before,

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This summer, I'm starting a knitting network with some of my friends from SLC Stitch n' Bitch. Additionally, I've got my Etsy store to look after, gifts to make, and my own insatiable knitting goods hunger to fulfill. I've already knitted one thing (or, rather, pair of things) over vacation (I'll be taking pictures soon). Here's a look ahead to some of the projects that I plan to take on over the

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Every time I go on Etsy now, I look at the knitted goods section and check out some of my favorite Etsy knitters. And every time, I find something that I really WANT, only to think to myself: Yes, you COULD buy it, but you could also KNIT it. And I'm like, damn, I should, but seriously - that would involve learning how to knit it. Damn it. Now I've got a ball of part cashmere, part marino yarn

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Okay, so here's the thing. I first saw the music video for Scarlett Johansson singing "Falling Down" on somebody's website, and the somebody was like, "Oh my God, I can't believe how horrible this is; Scarlett Johansson can't sing, etc." And I was like, "Ugh, yes, she's terrible." But the thing is, I kept coming back and watching it. And then when it appeared on another website, I watched it

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I've been looking through old photographs today - my first day of vacation - and realized that I have photos of people in my family going all the way back to my great-great-great-great-great grandparents. Wild, right? And they're really cool, but right now I'm more transfixed by pictures of recent relatives, especially when they are set against the yellow plaid wallpaper that used to be in my

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... and also to those who haven't: this is my kitchen in the 1970s. Yes, the same kitchen in my house which you may or may not have been in.My flickr album of old pictures is rapidly expanding. I think you should check it out. If you don't, though, it's okay, since I'll be posting many of the lovely photos I've been finding in my house on this blog anyway. Like this one:Yeah. Those are my

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I mean, I'm coming back next year and everything. It's just kind of weird to see this:It was pretty today, sort of. Half the time it looked like it was about to rain, and half hte time it didn't. It didn't, luckily, when I went to get free ice cream in front of Westlands. Honestly, in my excitement to get free Ben and Jerry's, I forgot to set my watch by Sarah Lawrence time ... the thing was set

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I just had my last freshman class at Sarah Lawrence. It's crazy, man. This is what I wore:I love the outfit, but looking over these I'm reminded of the fact that I need some new poses, dude. I do that pulling-down-my-shirt one way too much. But it just feels so GOOD, you know? And by that I mean I think it makes my thighs look smaller.Sigh.And, oh yeah:Shirt: GapPants: Banana RepublicShoes:

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In honor of my last tae kwon do class, I give you:You're welcome.

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You can now find two of my hand-knitted hats in my Etsy store: a green one and the beige and brown one that I have shown you before. Go check them out!

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Today is my last Wednesday of school. In honor of this, I've worn a not-that-inspiring outfit. But it's comfortable. This is also my second-to-last day in this room ... weird, isn't it?

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Last night I got to see Peter Case. It was awesome. But more on that later ... right now I feel the need to remind you (if I've actually told you before? I don't know) that I've been working on becoming a graphic novelist for the past five years now ... and been failing, of course, unless you happen to know of a graphic novel of mine that's been published recently (do you? Now I'm curious). In

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This is my M'Schwat shirt, otherwise known as my stripey shirt. It was actually a turtleneck, but one day it got really hot and I cut the neck off while I was wearing it. Now it's a regular-neck. It's actually a really good shirt, perfect for a day like this: it's long-sleeved but very light and long enough to wear with my favorite skinny jeans.A poster at slcanon recently complained about the

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I rarely wear jewelry. It's weird, right? Usually I just think the clothes look nicer without it ... although I do love my jewelry. Anyway, I've just been kind of farting around today; it's rainy and I got up early to do a presentation, so now I don't really want to do anything. Anything except take pictures of my pretty, pretty ring and pretty Ethiopian necklace and fart around on the internet.

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Now that they're all done, I'd like to share them with you! For those who don't know, here at SLC we have to write a freaking conference paper every semester ... for every class ... always. Well, not always, but it gets more complicated after that. Basically we have to write long-ass papers and everyone hates it, except they keep coming to SLC anyway. I mean, I don't hate it, but I'm weird.

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I rarely wear pants. Pretty much every time I wear pants at school, somebody says, "Pants!!" and points at, erm, my pants. Therefore I thought it' d be interesting to show you one of my very few pairs of pants. I don't really wear these in public, but they're fun to have. They are the ultra high-waisted purple pants. I got them from Boden a couple of years ago thinking they were regular-waisted

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-85694745150308337722008-05-09T16:58:00.005-04:002008-05-09T17:06:04.920-04:00

Some people have been asking me about them ... there are more knitting mittens cards in my shop. The listing is only for one set but if it sells I will put up a new listing right away. One more note: if you know me personally and would like to buy a pack of cards, let me know and I will put up a new listing for you that doesn't have shipping costs. Because obviously I would not ship something to

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Today I acquired not one, but two new shirts. The first comes from Anthropologie, the second, Timber!. They are both so gorge; these pictures don't do justice to them. I will try to remember to take pictures of myself wearing them when my hair isn't such a mess.

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-3983118865369581662008-05-07T18:24:00.006-04:002008-05-07T18:34:11.033-04:00

This is my great-great-great grandmother Frances Collier Hamblin again, a little bit older than the last time you saw her, on the left. She's pictured with her husband, James, who was a farmer. I only have one picture of him as a young man; it's a daguerreotype, pretty cool. Frances lived from 1841-1917 and James lived from 1841-1924. I believe this picture was taken around 1905. Their farm was

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I took these when the sun was setting outside of one of the library windows yesterday. It's kind of gorge here at Sarah Lawrence, in case you haven't read my previous post and seen the gorge pictures. Yeah. In other news, I want a chinchilla.

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Seriously, just look at it. This weekend I took my parents and grandparents on a tour of the campus on one of the most beautiful days of the year.The dog got in on the action, of course. It took about fifteen minutes to get him into this "noble" pose:He looks like an awkward twinkie.

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I adore Alix of the Cherry Blossom Girl. She is so adorable and creative, and I don't believe for a moment that she is a human being. She quite obviously lives in an alternative universe where flowers are always in bloom, everyone has beautiful clothes, and her hair is always perfect. But I digress. A few months ago, when I saw these lovelies on Alix's blog, I was overcome with thing-love. What

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Well, after reading and talking about Reagan in my history class, I've developed a bit of the old "Reagan ulcer" my professor warned us about. It's all right, though, since my tendonitis/allergy/??? has gone away and I can now knit with the help of a Jesus band-aid to cover the part of my finger that the yarn rubs up against the most ... and it's nice outside. I have work to do but I'm not doing

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-29534537354848659082008-05-05T14:32:00.007-04:002008-05-05T14:44:31.840-04:00

When I'm bored (and by "bored" I mean "supposed to be doing work"), I go to Etsy, find one of my favorite sellers, and look at their favorite sellers. Then I look at their favorite seller's favorite sellers. Eventually I have a ton of favorite sellers. Then I look through all of the favorite sellers and pick out my favorite items, and voila! Lots of stuff that my mom doesn't think I need.But just

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Okay, so my home town's drinking water system has been guilty of two water quality violations over the past couple of years. Apparently there's a bunch of lead and ... um ... DEHP (I forget how to spell its full name) floating around in our drinking water. And yes, pollutants with acronyms as names are WAY scarier than say, copper or lead or whatsit. Anyway, my beautiful Sigg bottle just arrived

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-65936775149073344282008-05-04T20:57:00.001-04:002008-05-04T20:59:38.312-04:00

My new love: Vampire Weekend. They're a band. Um. I first became interested in them because I heard they had a song called "Bryn." My dog is named Bryn, so I thought it'd be funny to hear a song about him. It turns out that the song is really amazing. So are all their other songs. The end.

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-65431795634042866982008-05-04T18:03:00.005-04:002008-05-04T18:11:01.254-04:00

Remember my great-grandmother? This is her grandmother, Frances Collier Hamblin - i.e., my great-great-great grandmother.This picture was taken in 1866, when Frances was 25. It's huge, and colored by hand (rather well, I think). In Christmas 1877, she gave the picture to her husband as a present with a message on the back:Pretty awesome, right? I love all the old family shit I have. I hope

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-91236937989612092672008-05-04T13:04:00.007-04:002008-05-04T13:32:58.676-04:00

Okay, so Garnet Hill is actually meant for people who are like, way older than me, I think. I mean, the models in the catalogue are maybe in their mid-to-late-twenties. This means that the catalogue is intended for people in their mid-to-late-thirties, and older (that is how it works; target demographic = age of models + ten years or so). However, I can't help but love Garnet Hill. I got my

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-44105269903090870162008-05-03T12:41:00.002-04:002008-05-03T13:08:14.405-04:00

To the very nice person named Chris who commented on my great-grandmother post asking about the arm-warmers and cards: I'm so glad you like my stuff! Thank you so much for your kind comments.I would love to make any sort of knitted thingy for you. I've actually considered putting my knitted stuff on Etsy but have hesitated because I don't want to sell anything that isn't perfect. I only really

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Can you be allergic to cotton chenille? Because, um, I just started knitting with it yesterday and since then two of my fingers have swelled up like balloons. I Googled "cotton chenille allergy" only to find a bunch of websites saying how great cotton chenille is because you can't be allergic to it, or something.I'm thinking maybe I might be sensitive to something in the yarn that ISN'T cotton

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-68736468025657678142008-05-02T22:02:00.004-04:002008-05-02T22:13:35.356-04:00

Ruth Hamblin Waldie, 1896-1987.Do I look anything like her? I've been scouring my PhotoBooth pictures trying to find some resemblance. I know that I look a lot like my mom and the resemblance between my nose and my dad's is almost sickening, but am I anything like my great-grandmother? This is important to me because I just wrote a 70+ page paper on her. I think I kind of look like her in these

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April, you have been lovely. But it's time to get lost so that May can get here and then school can end and I can get my teeth drilled and then I can go to Maine. Yay.

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-68293692150551395052008-04-30T14:07:00.002-04:002008-04-30T14:32:11.183-04:00

You may now find me on WARDROBE REMIX, under the name Madeline Bourque.... bitches.

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I know I do a lot of these "things I like on Etsy" posts, but they're so much fun! I love browsing through Etsy and pulling out things that I may or may not buy but are nonetheless pretty and interesting ... and 100% handmade (or vintage). I should point out that if you buy vintage things, you're reusing them. Reuse is actually better than recycling, because reuse doesn't require the energy it

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It's a long and not very interesting story, but to cut it short, it seems that I won't be living where I thought I would be next year, unfortch. I DO have a place to live; I just don't know exactly where it is yet, and whether or not it will have a kitchen. Yeah, I know. But you know what - it's highly likely that I will have a kitchen eventually. And maybe by then I'll actually have money to buy

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-18740941129608916802008-04-29T16:01:00.004-04:002008-04-29T16:10:12.704-04:00

Heh, not really. I decided to get myself a TIMBER! shirt. It's this one:Pretty cool, right?

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I feel the need to buy myself something as a reward for finishing all three of my conference projects. I'm not usually the type to reward myself for shit I do - unless it's with candy, or something - but this is big, people. I just finished two year long papers and one semester long paper. Since we don't have exams at Sarah Lawrence, these are our finals. One paper is 22 pages, one is 55 pages,

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-24971904881337063342008-04-27T19:48:00.006-04:002008-04-27T19:55:58.524-04:00

So, this weekend I wanted new sandals so I got them. Don't you love when things work out like that? Wouldn't you love it if my next post started out, "So, this weekend I wanted world peace so I got it?" or "So, this weekend I wanted a million dollars so I got it?" or "So, this weekend I wanted to ban phthalates in the United States so I introduced a bill and Congress passed it?" etc.Anyway, here

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-30709718961933420672008-04-27T18:49:00.002-04:002008-04-27T18:53:25.440-04:00

Peter Case saw my blog.Holy shit. That's awesome. Fucking hell....I guess there's nothing more to say, except - Peter Case, if you're reading this - see you in May, dude!**There's a PC thingy in May I am going to. You can come if you want.

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-26258506846736383792008-04-26T21:19:00.008-04:002008-04-26T21:33:04.215-04:00

In honor of finishing my first year-long conference paper (71 pages; hasn't been revised yet), I'd like to find a gender-neutral Peter Case-inspired outfit. That's Peter Case in the photograph, circa 1980 or so, I think. You can't blame me for not knowing exactly because I wasn't born yet. Um, Peter Case is the hot one; I think it goes without saying. He's a lot older now but the awesome does not

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-88984103013273691312008-04-25T20:17:00.007-04:002008-04-25T20:28:55.332-04:00

So, I'm gearing up for my new kitchen, forgetting completely that I also have a LIVING ROOM, BATHROOM, AND BEDROOM to decorate as well. I haven't gotten to bathrooms yet - those are tricky, especially when they're small like mine - but here's some of the other crap I found, on Design*Sponge of course, and what I like about it. Bed on the floor! It's cool, right? Why do our beds have legs anyway?

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-43726876070041897932008-04-24T20:13:00.010-04:002008-04-24T21:14:58.802-04:00

Cindy left this message for me on my kitchen announcement post:"This is your chance! You lucky thing. Your starting from scratch with the kitchen stuff. How I would love to be in your position. Then I could go retro or shabby chic...or Pottery Barn...or Tuscan...or English country cottage...or um Shaker...or Zen...or Mission... or mid-century modern...or fifties...or Adirondack...or seaside

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-47762427491178899762008-04-24T13:29:00.004-04:002008-04-24T15:42:51.372-04:00

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-65867892294749892242008-04-24T11:12:00.004-04:002008-04-24T11:16:56.703-04:00

It was a little bit cool when I woke up ... but not so much now. Watch as I try to make my skirt do that cool twirly thing, and fail miserably.Skirt: Banana Republic; sweater: Banana Republic; tank top: Gap; shoes: Minnetonka.In other news, I shall miss this view ...But kitchen, here I come!

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So, the housing lottery was last night, and I lucked out, you guys. I got one of the last rooms available, but coincidentally it's also one of the most awesome rooms on campus. That's because it's not really a "room," per se. It's an apartment with a common room, a bedroom, a kitchen, and a bathroom, and it's ALL MINE. Um, and my friend Helen's, and my other roomate's whose identity is not yet

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I hope you all are aware that when a blogger says he or she is going on hiatus, it's usually followed by a post the next day saying "I lied." I didn't. But apparently, it is so. I just had to share the news with you that this is a TANK TOP DAY. Here I am in my blue tank top with my white, white, pasty, white arms.In other news, my eyes are unusually blue today:And in other OTHER news, if the

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No, but seriously, I just wanted to let you all know that posts may not be too frequent in the upcoming weeks. I have three more weeks left of my first year of college and IT'S NUTS PEOPLE IT'S NUTS, etc. I have to write three conference papers, and do other shit, and find a place to live next year, and eat lunch. It's harrowing. So, um, I probably will end up posting here before school ends, but

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My Ethiopian crosses came in the mail this week! I'm so excited. They're even better than I thought they would be. They're all neck crosses and I'm 99.999% sure they're made of steel. I don't think they're that old. There are approximately 13598232983293823 gazillion crosses in Ethiopia. If you like these, there's no reason why you shouldn't have some of your own. Ethiopian Reflections is an

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My birthday's not for another month and a half but I'm already compiling a birthday present list. Pretty crazy, right? I'm insane. Anyway, I'm looking at Etsy for my presents this year. I freaking love Etsy. It also helps that the sellers in it aren't evil corporations. Eveeel. What the hell am I saying - I just went to the Gap. Maybe I can help my karma by buying Etsy from now on. Anyway, here's

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I bought the following things at Gap over the weekend. Get ready to see me modeling them over the next few days/weeks/etc. I am in love with all of them. This spring is the color blue, my friends. Get ready for it.

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I hope it's not weird/bad luck/bad taste to post pictures of my outfit before the formal begins, but whatever. I'm bored and the thing doesn't start for another twenty two minutes. You can't expect me to entertain myself for an entire TWENTY TWO MINUTES. But first, in honor of ... something, the STOLE.In all of its majesty. Okay, now enough of that. Here's me in my pretty, pretty dress that I

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I'm obsessed with a photo album over at Flickr called Abandoned. I found it on Montmarte's sketchbook and just had to share some pictures with you. They're so haunting.

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I can't show you what I'm wearing today, because it is essentially the same thing that I wore yesterday, with a few changes. It's kind of embarrassing. I don't have many warm-weather clothes, and today DEFINITELY warrants them. Bleh. As a result, I've decided to go through the internets looking for the best warm-weather clothes that I might actually buy someday once I have money etc. So, here are

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Do you guys like the new, more frequent "fashion" posts ("fashion" because I don't know if that's what you would consider what I wear)? I enjoy them. I like being able to look back and see what I wore on a given day ... even if I then realize that I've been wearing my gray skirt way too much. But it's comfortable, man. It's comfortable. And I wash it pretty often, so no big deal, right? I know, I

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Brought to you from my newly downloaded Google Earth application-thingy. Distance ...... from Sarah Lawrence to Reyjkavik, Iceland: 2,600.96 miles... from Sarah Lawrence to Oxford University: 3,402.8 miles... from Sarah Lawrence to Ethiopia: 7,036.12 miles... from Sarah Lawrence to the Eiffel Tower: 3,618.42 miles... from Sarah Lawrence to Salem, MA: 186.68 miles... from Hill House to the center

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Come on. You know you want to go here. All the admitted students are here today - they want to go here so bad. Mwa ha ha, suckers. We show you flowers and you want to come to our fake school. Little do you know that these flowers are only around one month a year - long enough for all the admitted students to see them! Mwa ha ha ha!

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I got this blue sweater coat for Christmas. I likes it because it has seed stitch in it. Also, it is blue. It is kind of the same blue as my stole, which I still haven't shown you yet in completed form. Mwa ha ha, you will have to wait.

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I recently unearthed my only pair of heels in anticipation of the Spring Formal. Heels are bad, man. I can't walk in them. But hell, if they're not pretty. I sure do like the look of 'em. Plus, they make me TALL. Tall and extremely wobbly, like a baby giraffe. Like a baby giraffe with some sort of congenital problem. And who wears the same skirt, like, four times a week. I know; it's a problem.

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I freaking love daffodils. They're freaking everywhere right now, man. Ever notice? Where the hell did they all come from?!Like, here's some at my grandma's nursing home:A bunch at Home Depot:The boxes of them we bought at Home Depot:On a village green:Blossoming up everywhere on the hill near MacCracken:Etc, etc. What IS it with these things? Oh, yes, they're wonderful. Happy spring, everyone.

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Behold. I awoke this morning and it was spring, like, for reals. Then I went to class and talked about the Vietnam War. When I came out of class, it was still spring. Wondrous, yes? My legs are seeing the light of day for the first time in six months. I am still a little wigged out by them. I'm so used to seeing them covered up in black tights or leggings or pants, and now I look in my reflection

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Long story short: Kenny kidnapped Spenny's mother for ransom in a response to Spenny kidnapping Kenny's records for ransom for the return of Spenny's rat that Kenny kidnapped before ... it's long and complicated, whatever. All you need to know is that the challenge is racing rats.

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TIME FOR A HISTORY LESSON. Actually, not yet. This week I'm doing the history of knitting in America as my topic of the week for Ramona's and my radio show. The history is really interesting, but I've really been amazed by the beautiful IMAGES associated with knitting throughout the ages. Unfortch, I can't really show images on the show. So I'm showing them here. Aren't you lucky?Mittens at the

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Today I woke up and it was a beautiful day. "What a beautiful day," I thought to myself. "Certainly I must do something special to celebrate the specialness of the beauty of this day." Except I was tired, so I put off that thought and went back to sleep for a little while. Then I woke up again. "Why, I'll wear PANTS," I thought to myself. "Today I shall wear PANTS." And then I got up and actually

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Or eight. Which was when this picture was taken. Do you remember this proof that I was fierce back in 1997? Well, take a look at THIS:It's cute, right? That's me (center) with my cousins in 1998 or somewhats. I'm dressed in leggings, of course. But wait - what am I wearing on my feet?LOOK CLOSER BITCHES!MOCCASINS! Yes, it is a little known fact that I started moccasins. All by myself. I invented

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There's this thing that crazy knitters do - they compete to see who is the fastest knitter of socks. You knit socks, and when you're done, you mail them to someone else in the competition. When they get the socks, they're "dead." Or something like that. In any case, the point is: speed knitting. I am a speed knitter and proud of it. I did seven inches on the stole today and am going to try to get

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In my quest for all things that are knitted, I've been browsing through Etsy for some of the best knits out there. They, um - convinced me more than ever that I probably shouldn't start selling my knits on Etsy just yet. I put a lot of work into my knits, and I think a lot of them turn out pretty good, but I don't know if they're store-quality. They're good enough to give as presents - it's the

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It's weird. Last night I dreamt that I cut the top part of my foot off and replaced it with a cloned-from-stem-cells new foot, which then made me turn into Denis Leary. Today, I want to be in a band. I don't know if there's any relation between the two, but there it is. I've really always wanted to be in a band, but hadn't thought about it for a while. Now I'm thinking about it again. The thing

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-69214757465301995732008-04-04T14:22:00.006-04:002008-04-04T14:26:10.559-04:00

Martin Luther King, Jr. was assassinated 40 years ago today.

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I'm being introspective today. Um, because I downloaded "Comfort Eagle" last night. It makes sense in my head. In any case, my friend Jordan made a list of things he might want to be when he "grows up" (in quotes because I think we're all technically grown up now ... I referred to some old people as "grown-ups" yesterday even though I'm pretty sure I've been considered legally an adult for almost

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Yeah, kind of random. It's just the funniest thing I've seen all week.Also, it's funny because I don't know how to drive.

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Dear Miss Teto: I adorn you with stickers because I love you. Never forget that.

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I admit, I have been incredibly influenced by Stephanie of Fashion Robot. I may even have stolen some of her moves in making this post. Forgive me, Stephanie! I have never done this fashion blog thing before. Well, not in a decent manner, anyway. But since I finally figured out where a good place in my room would be to put my camera so that I could take pictures of myself, and plus I got a lot of

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LOTS of vinegar + water + little pills of dye + crayon + eggs. We made two batches, one by ourselves and one with Katie. Note the festive sense of occassion that the marshmallow Peeps lend to the basket. Whatever, I don't know what I'm saying. Who discovered the fact that you could use crayons on dyed eggs like that? What kind of weirdo was sitting around going, "You know what? I want to crayon

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So, over spring break I made a trip back to the maximum security prison - I mean high school - where I spent four years of my life. And although I visited teachers and spent most of my time on that day in the shiny new building they've polished up since I've left, I only took pictures of the crappy old parts, of course. As, um, evidence. Unfortunately, even the crappy old parts don't even look so

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Get ready for like a zillion posts over the next ... while or so. I'm back at school and reunited with my camera cord and it feels so good, such as. Such as, look at this SLC graffiti I photographed shortly before spring break?Sarah Lawrence students get very poetic in the bathroom.But alas, we're sexually frustrated almost everywhere we go.Also, I found this poster. What kind of horrible crap is

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at the STEP RIBBED STOLE. This is kind of crappy light, but whatever. You can see the majesty. It's taking freaking forever.

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I just love Vanessa Paradis's new song "L'Incendie" and the music video! Watch:Who would you suppose that shadowy be-hatted man is, hmm?

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Thanks to everyone who helped me out with the M.M.M. (Maine Morning Mitts) dilemma! I think you're right; they all go. I wore A and D (I really must come up with better names for them) out today. Of course now they're in quarantine because I petted a strange cat with them, but that's another story. Right now I'm starting on the step ribbed stole. There is a LOT of yarn involved in this thing. And

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Okay, so it's not really that much of a dilemma. It's just that the Maine Morning Mitts I made AGAIN to match with the other Maine Morning Mitts that didn't match kind of ... match both mitts. Um, let me explain. In the beginning I made one pair of mitts: one purple/black/white/green one and one purple/orange/blue/purple one (let's call them mitt A and mitt B). Then I knit another pair, using the

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-37339590399456897182008-03-26T15:18:00.005-04:002008-03-26T15:34:48.358-04:00

Did you know that this post is my 401th post? Last post was my 400th post? And CLARA PARKES COMMENTED ON IT? You know, the author of "The Knitter's Book of Yarn," a.k.a. the best book ever. I love that book not only for everything you can learn from it about yarn but because of the really beautiful patterns. It helps that all of the patterns are exhibited in really beautiful photographs. I see

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I knitted these yesterday ... er, today ... um, I stayed up till 2:30 in the morning finishing these fingerless mittens from "The Knitter's Book of Yarn" by Clara Parkes. They were knitted from the same skein of yarn, but unfortunately they don't match! The colors changed too much and the result is two mittens that look like they're missing their other pair. The solution: I'm going to go back and

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-19265298513380239302008-03-22T14:45:00.006-04:002008-03-22T15:24:59.840-04:00

I know lots of girls who knit but only one guy who does. What's up with that? Knitting has been making a comeback among women, especially young women. For a while I think many feminists rejected knitting as a relic of the times when women were confined to the home and could only do "womenly" tasks. But more recently, a lot of women and girls have said fuck it to that idea. Feminism isn't about

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In which I pretend I am Josh. FYI: I am not Josh. Like most mortals, I can never hope to equal the majesty that is Josh. Nonetheless I will try, just like I try writing fiction even though Flannery O'Connor existed and recycle even though the world is going to end in two weeks, more or less, and I've already booked my ticket on the Death Star with the Scientologists heading off to the restaurant

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This is for you.You're welcome.Edited to add: These aren't my cats. I do have two cats however - one gray & white and one stripy, just like the above.

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GILBERT DU MOTIER, MARQUIS DE LA FAYETTE!

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Ladies and gentlemen - I give you LOLHats. Um, there's not really anything LOL about them, except maybe the fact that I gave them names. Historical names, that is.ABIGAIL ADAMS:HARRIET TUBMAN:FLANNERY O'CONNOR:YES I MADE A FLANNERY HAT IT IS THE BEST HAT EVER.

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What have I done the last week? I knit five hats. And ... I wrote a couple of essays. I went to the library and I stared at my favorite graffiti wall, and then took pictures of the graffiti wall, and then took pictures of me looking at the graffiti wall. Unfortunately only the latter pictures are available because I left the digital camera cord thing at school. Because I am also on spring break.

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Do you ever find that in a given month, there are a number of things you want? And then, in another month, you want other things? And that sometimes you get the things you want, and sometimes you don't? Um. Yeah, it's just that I've seen other bloggers making wish lists or compilations of much-wanted items every once in a while and I thought that I would try it myself. Because I'm an incredibly

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-64767161139048641192008-03-16T15:53:00.012-04:002008-03-16T16:51:49.069-04:00

Why are boots so delicious? Case in point: those boots I bought yesterday. Also, SLC Harness Boots (tm). Boots are wonderful. You can wear them pretty much all year round, in every kind of weather. They look good with almost everything. Which are the best boots? I will tell you now. Cheap boots, pricey boots, all kinds of boots. Yes? I show you in order of priciness.MIA Liz patent leather bootie,

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These are mah new boots. They are fab. Sorry I can't show you a picture of the actual boots I bought - unfortch I have left my cable thingy at school and won't be able to upload pictures from my digital camera for two weeks. However, I promise lots of visual stimulation from other sources. Here they are - they're the brown ones on the right.They are ridiculously comfortable and the fringe makes

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Socialized medicine not included. Photo from Reykjavik Looks.Plaid scarf, eBay; red cotton "Angelina" belted trenchcoat, Bluefly.com, $99; red cashmere gloves, Bluefly.com, $30.99; sparkle pantyhose, American Apparel, $20; Forsyth boot in black, Sundance Catalog, $185; ring bag, Sundance Catalog, $398.

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This is how Anthony, the resident Loser of "For Better or For Worse," proposed to Liz:And this is my response:brlhgghglghglhghhrrrrrrrrrrSeriously, though, enough has been said on this subject over at Foobiverse. Nonetheless I feel the need to add my own thoughts, so bwah ha. Here they are: Anthony is BORING. This proposal was BORING. These two people obviously do not love each other, and their

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Oh, and yeah, you can only spend it on random shit for Sarah Lawrence.Lately I've been getting all these emails telling me how SLC miraculously found this magical $35,000 that it gets to spend on "quality of life" of students even though were have practically a $0 endowment and our food sucks. Okay, so I shouldn't complain. I'm sorry. It's just that I have

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-19991328999432285562008-03-07T21:09:00.012-05:002008-03-07T21:31:18.313-05:00

So basically this is the time when all the high-school-ers are getting their acceptance/rejection/WAITLISTED BITCH! SEE YOU IN LIMBO letters from the schools they applied to back in December or whatever. I thought it might be appropriate, then, to enlighten some of the prospective SLC-ers to the kind of fashions they might expect to see/wear/come to depise at Sarah Lawrence. Eh, actually I just

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-30223576450668922522008-03-07T17:12:00.006-05:002008-03-07T17:25:36.113-05:00

Ha ha ha, you see that I have DONE IT! And you all DOUBTED ME!!! Actually, none of you doubted me. If you did, you kept it to yourself. Good job. Here's the finished look:Maybe I'll post again with pictures tomorrow when it's lighter out.

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Now that it actually feels a little like spring here - or it did, before it, um, didn't - I feel like making a more comprehensive list of springy fashion. Last time I was just faking it. This time is for REALS. Can I mention how much I like Cake? The band, not the food. Although I like the food too. I'm just listening to them right now. Loves it. "Short Skirt/Long Jacket." I wanna girl with a

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Hey, I fixed my hat. It's back to where it was before I fucked it up. It's not done, though. I still have to figure out how to end in a way that isn't "hey, let's try THIS! This might work, even though I just made it up on the spot." But in more interesting (but not really that interesting) news, we had a POWER OUTAGE today! It was all windy last night, and then around 5:00 am I heard

Madelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506747179368082399noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-747686108844229201.post-23797916757301703772008-03-03T14:55:00.002-05:002008-03-03T15:00:03.119-05:00

It is. Don't get too excited, though; in the time since I took these pictures, I have royally fucked up the hat. It must be because I'm a woman.

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