
Festive & femme
It's a universal invariant.
Wacky FBI agents and dramatic plotline aside, Twin Peaks' main pull factor has been the jizz-worthy Canadian-ness of its sets and costumes. It's set five miles south of the border, but wood paneling is wood panelling no matter how you spin it.
I'm in love with Ben's nameplate and Audrey's tree cardigan, but the question remains, would I be able to pull off a hockey jersey with ribbed leggings?
Everyone I know who loves Meryl is five hours away, so on this rainy Meryl Streep day I drank my dad's merlot and baked some cupcakes and watched The Devil Wears Prada. (Excuse the webcam pics - apparently I'm too lazy to use a proper camera nowadays.)
I've gotta get up early, but watching The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency pilot with my parents has made me crave Out of Africa as one more Meryl Streep Day celebration.
Guys, it's summer. I go back to grocery heaven the day after tomorrow. I've tried drawing for fun but it's really hard when I don't have someone passive-aggressively encouraging/discouraging my creative endeavors.
This summer I want to read Wuthering Heights (I'm watching the movie as we speak - Ralph FINEs is more like it - but it's also kind of scary!), and maybe try to finish up Mrs Dalloway. I will prob just end up reading tons of Agatha Christie again because she has infinite novels and they require minimal brainpower. I also think I need to watch True Blood and I kind of want to give Battlestar Gallactica a try (like I need another TV show to be obsessed with).
ALSO I'm going to learn to cook or something. Miss you already, Chartwells!