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37 Things I Know at 37

In west on 04/18/2012 at 1:36 am

20. Emotional intelligence is the best kind of intelligence.

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the flaws are the key

In east on 04/16/2012 at 11:29 pm

I love Tavi. I’ve really enjoyed following her blog but most of all I’ve enjoyed watching her evolve into the brilliant young lady she’s become. Above is a little video for Wren. More reason to love Tavi here. Really brilliant.

n

Girl Sailor

In east on 04/16/2012 at 6:22 pm

Never give it more than a frowning hour.

n

D IN THE HOUSE

In west on 04/15/2012 at 3:01 am

Let’s be real, it was a rough week for both of us. And somehow, Deneice managed to pick the most perfect weekend for a surpriseee visit — which is exactly what we needed.

Totally awesome day that included: brunch at Roberta’s, Luhring Augustine gallery, the High Line, Cafe Minerva, dinner at Caracas, crazy dance water light extravaganza at Fuerza Bruta with N, D, Ben, and Esteban, then drinks at the Post Office and now, HOME.

You made our month, D —

Lu

m (and n, who’s sleeping)

Webby Awards

In west on 04/13/2012 at 4:50 pm

It’s award season in agency land.  Can you help us here at LBi win?

Please vote for Sony Xperia Studio HERE

And the Neutrogena Green Server HERE

LOVE AND THX

m

april showers

In east on 04/13/2012 at 10:34 am

when it rains, it pours.

n

Thursday

In west on 04/13/2012 at 12:34 am

The Future: Your sentimentality softens all the edges, you’re misremembering. Take a moment to recall it as it really was: fucking hell.

good luck,
Miranda

m

hey

In east on 04/12/2012 at 10:52 am

We get it, like everyone else does
Like sailors we set for the sea
We’re restless, that’s why keep on moving
Not empty because of our young dreams

We´ll live forever

n

#noonebelongsheremorethanyou

In west on 04/12/2012 at 1:29 am

Things usually make sense in time, and even bad decisions have their own kind of correctness.

I made orange juice from concentrate and showed her the trick of squeezing the juice of one real orange into it. It removes the taste of being frozen. She marveled at this, and I laughed and said, Life is easy. What I meant was, Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.

m

circular: on the Same Story

In west on 04/11/2012 at 9:25 pm

If you have to ask someone to change, to tell you they love you, to bring wine to dinner, to call you when they land, you can’t afford to be with them. It’s not worth the price, even though, just like the Tiffany catalog, no one tells you what the price is. You set it yourself, and if you’re lucky it’s reasonable. You have a sense of when you’re about to go bankrupt. Your own sense of self-worth takes the wheel and says, Enough of this shit. Stop making excuses. No one’s that busy at work. No one’s allergic to whipped cream. There are too cell phones in Sweden. But most people don’t get lucky. They get human. They get crushes. This means you irrationally mortgage what little logic you own to pay for this one thing. This relationship is an impulse buy, and you’ll figure out if it’s worth it later.

s.c.

m