Just in a blog post slump, but still …
Song of the day: Cat Stevens: Miles From Nowhere. Article of the day.
Once I cried when my mom dressed me up as a tiger. Then I just resorted to Dorothy for about 10 years straight. The holiday used to be a little traumatic for me, but nowadays I like it aiight … happy almost Halloween.
My most Halloweenish song of the day: Arcade Fire: My Body is a Cage.
I think the pinnacle of my career will be talking to this woman, which I am preparing to do in a few minutes. As an editor at my fav-fav-fav magazine and a major fashion blog figure, I’d say more nerve-racking than talking to politicians like at Newsweek or any of that important stuff.
Song of the day. The Generationals: When They Fight, They Fight. Article of the day: Halloween costumes.
Today, Trax was so crowded that there were people standing up holding the hand rails. Never seen that happen on Utah public transportation. Also, there was a man brushing his teeth. Never seen that happen on Utah public transportation either.
It felt close to being in NYC, which felt close to pretty good.
Just a cutsey-mccutester song of the day: Sam Means: Yeah Yeah.
Somewhat tardy and somewhat unexciting footage, but at least you get the picture. Here is last weekend’s trip to Tuscon, AZ.
Among the so many things to see on the Internet … this.
Maybe above fashion writing, doing something like this is my ultimate journalism dream job. Just the kind of anthropology/writing mash-up I’m looking for.
People are just so cool. I mean, a 90-year-old mozzarella maker who wakes up at 2 am every day … and, of particular interest, a Mormon missionary.




