Everyone's "self" is a representation that they constantly work to maintain (i.e. the way they choose to dress, their vocabulary, the activities in which they participate). Is there really such a thing as a "true inner self"? I'm not sure there is. It seems only a fabricated veneer to me. Thus, I love to play with my own representation via fashion, words, writing, etc. So what if I carry around in my purse a stuffed black cat wearing a dress? Does that change how someone might characterize me? It's interesting to think so, and of course it alters an outsider's perception of myself. When I was on the plane back from California last month I saw a woman who was older than me, but still in her twenties, wearing a pink jacket with bunny ears attached to the hood. She was also holding a pink stuffed bunny to match. That's not something one sees every day, and it definitely made me stop and look at her for a second because there was obviously some theme going on there. I love noticing quirks like that. I call it the "inner-geek" -- everyone has their own.
This picture describes my writing process. Caffeine somehow stimulates me to write, thus my iced tea. I swear, iced tea single-handedly got me through the entire college application process a few years back. Also, when I'm staring at the blinking curser on Microsoft Word, trying to think of what to write for a paper, I obsessively floss my teeth. Yes, every single time. There is no wasted time with me. I keep tucked under the strap of my journal a polaroid of my parents and me when I was a baby. It inspires me. Also, there are small scratches on the photo which give it even more character. My Birks are in the photo only because I love photographing objects on different levels and at different distances. I admire people who can do this really well because it gives a flat picture dimension, even without a camera that renders depth of field.
A friend of my mom's saved all those stamps for me because she knew I liked them. They are all from Switzerland. I cut them from the envelopes and display them on my desk like mini artwork. As for the other things in the photo, I love jewelry and teasing my kitties with the koosh ball. Also, you can see the yellow skip card from a mini travel Uno deck I have. The cards are so small and cute.
I have revived my beloved Canon Rebel. My poor baby was languishing on the top shelf of my closet with nobody to hold him for the longest time. Lately I have been using my Sony point-and-shoot, and although light and convenient, Sony is nothing is like my Rebel. Both, however, will make the trek with me across the pond to the motherland. This photo is a favorite because, in case you haven't noticed, I love using mirrors in photos. Also, the Reading Room in my house is the bomb diggity. I love the shelves of plants in front of the window.
3 comments:
cute post! before i forget, I'm LOVING your reading room--I adore rooms with tons of wide space. also your little picture on the side "la belleza es tu cabeza" is now my desktop picture...think whatever you like of my face, but I care what you think of my intelligence...words to live by.
and haha to your flossing regimen : ) quirky.
yes! i'm so glad that you liked that. i saw a picture of that saying in graffiti and i loved it. so i found an image of old vogue cover with a simple face online and made that little image in photoshop.
i'm addicted to flossing, haha.
love the bottom image
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