6.30.2010

Yum Wednesday, 6.30.10

  • reading lists: I've taken it upon myself to read more this summer.  Lately; Galapagos by Kurt Vonnegut, The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath, The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde, & White Oleander by Janet Finch.  Next up, Pride & Prejudice by Jane Austen.  I'm like a reading machine.  I also have this urge to seek out used bookstores & buy stacks & stacks of cheap, worn in literature, cookbooks & poetry. 
  • pie: I started watching Pushing Daisies again.  I want to open a pie shop. I want to have long wavy hair & wear scarves with large sunglasses.  Why did I never eat pie as a child? It's such a beautiful thing.
  • decent sleep schedules: something I don't tend to appreciate until I really mess it up.  Related; silk pajama pants & slinky cotton tank tops; body pillows; crawling into clean sheets after soaking in the bathtub; cuddle-fests.
  • Pacific Mercantile Market in downtown Denver. They have a section of housewares that I cannot resist, not to mention all the yummy snacks.  I visited while I was at the Cherry Blossom Festival on Sunday with a few friends, & left with a rice bowl & a mug covered in fish.  Also, mango ramunĂ©.  I am possibly going to start doing my grocery shopping there.
  • tidbits; *slouchy beanie hats; *rainy weather; *handwritten letters; *pancakes; *bottles of good beer; *Meiko; *ginger ale, vanilla coke, root beer, grapefruit soda, et al; *purchasing plane tickets; *"Thrash Unreal" by Against Me!; *rooftops & rendez-vous; *phoenixes.
Sleepy & content,
Zoe Finn.

6.28.2010

RE: A Letter To Men by Christina Hendricks

There was a letter which I believe was published originally in Esquire; I discovered it via Gala Darling .

I found it to be interesting, & it prompted me to ponder my thoughts on the subject.  What follows is my preliminary response to the piece.



Yes, I do love your body.
And yes, you do smell good. Most of the time.
But when you talk about other women, it should be okay because I am strong and know that in the same way that all men have differences and flaws, so do women. I don’t have a steel box full of notes and obsession and poison, and I don’t want one.
I like it when you say nice things about my body. I like it when you say nice things about my personality. I know that if you didn’t really like me the way I am, you would move on and so would I. I’m not perfect and neither are you and that’s why we fit.
I really hope I don’t have to complain to you about my friends. If I wouldn’t want you to rag on them, I probably shouldn’t be doing it either.
Gifts that show you’re paying attention are nice. So are hugs, holding hands, sitting and talking to me while I wash the dishes, or vice-versa. I probably wont sob over any of these small acts, but they will build up in my heart and I will give them back in ways that reach your heart if I figure out the path.
Order scotch if that’s what you’re in the mood for. I might join you, and we can draw on mustaches and quote Ron Burgundy. Introduce me to your favorite libations, try mine. Drink lemonade with me on the front porch when you have to get up early tomorrow.
Chivalry.. is okay. I can hold my own and so can you and I would like to think that we are equals. Or maybe I will hold the door open for you sometime?
Wear what you want. It’s up to you.
Facebook. Have your own opinion about it, because I’m on there probably too often and respect your views either way.
I hear guys don’t really care much for lingerie anyway, because we’re naked soon enough anyway, but that’s a blanket statement so I’ll stay away from it. Tell me what you like, and sometimes I’ll make the effort to surprise you, and sometimes you’re going to get me in whatever underwear went with my mood today. I think there can be charm in most looks.
I don’t really care what word you use for my undergarments. Stop talking about them and start pulling them off with your teeth.
Ogling is an awkward word. Let’s try to go about our lives in a more charming manner. Flirt with me if I’m worth ogling at. Let me see you too.
Alternative adjectives are nice, but spew off as many of them as you want and it wont be the same as knowing that you really really mean the one you chose. Be honest in your praise and don’t limit it to my appearance.
I don’t want marriage to change me or to change you, if we get married at all. Keep growing and being the wonderful human you are, because that’s what it comes down to. We both have lives and I’m glad you’re part of mine.
Best,
Zoe Finn.

6.25.2010

Sartorial Playground: 6.25.10

It's mega hot today, I'm lusting after city-ventures & fall weather. 


Going home to drink Seagram's & lemonade,
Zoe Finn.

6.16.2010

Yum Wednesday, 6.16.10

  • adventures:  I just spent 2 weeks in Wisconsin, & another 5 days in Pueblo, CO.  I did all sorts of awesome things, & then came back to Denver where I continue to do awesome things.  But that's another blog post for another time.
  • asian food:  ate at Tommy's Thai last night on Colfax, yum.  I'm actually just loving any kind of cuisine that is not canned corn or fried eggs, considering that's the kind of stuff I've been living on due to severe, self-inflicted budgeting.  
  • travel!: speaking of said budgeting, this is not because I am a complete masochist.  I actually have plans to go to Portland in August, & I want to have money to do so!  Tonight holds a furtive plotting session with the compatriots I am voyaging with, where we shall assess flights, hostels, nosh-fests & the like.  So stoked.  
  • Kurt Vonnegut:  I was reading the back cover of my copy of Galapagos the other day; the description states: "Here, America's master satirist looks at our world and shows us what is sadly, madly awry - and all that is worth saving".  Exactly what I love about his writing.
  • intending to not blog about cute boys sitting at the other side of my coffee shop for want of not becoming a total creeper: but doing it anyway, because he has dark hair! & a slightly-scruffy beard!  & the ever ubiquitous white t-shirt! & there's no harm in looking, guys, okay?
  • un-creeperly other things:  *I got a haircut yesterday, *ferrets, *the way some incense has slight undertones of burning wood (obviously), *tomatoes, *Elliott Smith on a rainy day, *sisterhood, *hammocks, *bamboo, *braids, *perfectly inky pens, *messenger bags, *thrifting, *friends on the same wavelength as yourself.
--Zoe Finn.

6.14.2010

Sartorial Playground: 6.14.10

This is kind of how I feel about summer right now.  Jack Johnson & Modest Mouse come to mind; coffee stretched with half½ enjoying alcoholic libations under the stars; wind flicking through my [growing!] hair as I zoom along on a moped; mascara & lip balm from a pot.



Bring it on.

--Zoe Finn