NONSENSE & SENSIBILITY

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Two Things I Love..

1.) THIS POEM

Love Letter
by: Gjertrud Schnackenberg

Dear love, though I am a hopeless correspondent,
I found your letter habits lacking too
Till I received your card from H.-lulu.
It made me more-than-slightly-less despondent
To see how you transformed your ocean swim
Among dumb bubble-blowers into meters
And daffy rhymes about exotic tweeters
Beyond your balcony at 2 a.m.

I went to bed when you went to Hawaii,
And shut my eyes so tightly I saw stars,
And clenched my sheets like wadded-up memoirs
And made some noise like wah-wah-wah, i.e.,
I find your absence grimly problematic.
The days stack up like empty cardboard boxes
In ever-higher towers of cardboard
Swaying in senseless-lost-time's spooky attic.
I'll give the -atic rhyme another try.
To misconstrue the point-of-view Socratic,
Life is a painful stammered-out emphatic
Pronunciation of the word Goodbye.

Or, as it came out on the telephone,
Sooner-the-better is the way I see it:
Just say, "I guess not"; I'll reply, "So be it."
Beloved, if you throw this dog a bone,
TO readopt the stray-dog metaphor,
I'll keep my vigil till the cows come home.
You'll hear me howling over there in Rome.
I have no explanations, furthermore--
But let me say I've had it up to here
With scrutinizing the inscrutable;
The whys and how-comes of immutable
Unhesitating passion are unclear--

I don't love you because you're good at rhymes,
And not because I think you're not-so-dumb,
I don't love you because you make me come
And come and come innumerable times,
And not for your romantic overcoats,
And not because our friends all say I should,
And not because we wouldn't or we would
Be or not be at one another's throats,
And not because your accent thrills my ear--
Last night you said not "sever" but "severe,"
But then "severe" describes the act "to sever"--
I love you for no reason whatsoever.

And that's the worst, as William S. the Bard
Wrote out in black-and-white while cold-and-hot:
Reasons can be removed, but love cannot.
The comic view insists: Don't take it hard,
But every day I'm pacing up and down
The hallway till I drive my neighbors mad,
And evenings come with what-cannot-be-had
As lights blink on around this boring town,
Whence I unplug the phone and draw the shade
And drink myself half-blind and fantasize
That we're between the sheets, your brilliant eyes
Open me and, bang, we have it make--
When in reality I sit alone
And, staring at my hands, I think "I think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink"
While hating everything I've always known
About how you and I are sunk as well.

Under the aspect of eternity
The world has already ended anyway.
And, without you, my life can go to hell
On roller skates, as far as I'm concerned.
Two things are clear: these quatrains should be burned,
And love is awful, but it leads us to
Our places in the human comedy,
Frescoes of which abound in Italy.
And though I won't be sitting next to you,
I'll take my seat with minimal complaints.
May you sit in the company of saints
And intellectuals and fabulous beauties,
And not forget this constant love of Trude's.

2.) THIS PAINTING

Jane Birkin

New Planner = New Year

I love the feeling of a new planner! It's so clean, refreshing, and just waiting to be filled! I've already penciled in events, gatherings, trips for the next few weeks, and will now go to sleep feeling much calmer and organized. Zzzz....

My new eyemask I bought at FABS, an undergarment store in Seaside, Florida with pizazz. It is by Mary Green and it FLIPS! Isn't it lovely?

In the most recent Harpers Bazaar, placed in an advertisement somewhere, was a photo of a beautiful bouquet from my favorite chic flower shop, Belle Fleur in NYC. I've never actually been in Belle Fleur, but it is my favorite because of some of the different events they've done (pictures) along with the arrangements on their website and candles. Basically, the latest bouquet I've seen is the most breathtaking one yet. If I received this, I think 2009 would already be fantastic. A girl can dream.....

gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous- from bellefleurny.com

While thinking Pink- structure (not just texture) is on the chic list for Spring 2009. Pieces that make a statement through form, not flow. Au Revoir babydolls, peasant dresses, and the style most men loathe and align with "maternity wear gone mainstream." So, yes, of course you can find this in dresses, skirts, and sculpted shoes... but I am simply adoring this clutch by Christian Louboutin. Not only is he a revered craftsman of jewels for the soles, but has seemingly found a niche in arm candy as well. I'm really loving this one from Neiman Marcus...

Christian Louboutin- Sculptural Satin Clutch

This with a sleek dress in a soft gray or smokey lilac? Striking! How long until Christmas 2009 again? Ah, dreaming again.. time to make use of the new eye mask!

Happy 2009

PLUM SYKES- NY TIMES 6/04/06

A quote from a good family friend:

"2008 wasn't so great, 2009 should be just fine." - L.D.R.

I think this is both a true and great mantra with which to start the year....

Above is my favorite image of Plum Sykes. I wouldn't call her the greatest author of all times, but she does have her own style and a certain girlish quirkiness about her that I find inspiring. Her expression in the image displays kind of what I'm feeling right now, a confident uncertainty. And, her dress.... the lovely piece must be Oscar de la Renta? But, that is unconfirmed...

8 Positive Aspects of Breaking One's Foot

Positive aspects of a broken foot and wearing a large Velcro boot up to your knee (for 2 1/2 more weeks):

1.) Saving Money: haven't really been racking up a bar tab these days (could fall in boot, would then have possibility of two boots- one on each foot!)
2.) Ease of Picking AM Outfits: choices are A.) a dress with tights B.) skirt with tights.. and that is about it.
3.) Lowers Odds of Future Catastrophes: because I don't go out dancing, can't wear heels, and don't go out much... I have lowered my odds for an additional disaster
4.) Preserves Heel Life: my beautiful heels have not taken the winter beating of the ice and snow. They have also been spared six weeks of dancing, wear, and tear.
5.) Laughter: the broken foot provides humor for friends, family, and myself (such as when I look down and see the atrocious footwear paired with a Tory Burch flat).
6.) Pity: People feel sorry for me. They tend to stop a lot more and allow me to hobble across the street.
7.) Conversation: Boot allows me to think up outlandish stories re: how I broke my foot.
8.) TIME: I only have to wear the thing for 2 1/2 more weeks... then, the countdown and re-start of my social life will commence!

Joyeux Noel!

Merry Christmas!