10 August 2009

09 August 2009

and i saw water.










she dances in the rain.

why won't people call me stargirl?

it could happen to anyone.

Flower: [about two birds fluttering around] Well! What's the matter with them?

Thumper: Why are they acting that way?


Friend Owl: Why, don't you know? They're twitterpated.


Flower, Bambi, Thumper: Twitterpated?


Friend Owl: Yes. Nearly everybody gets twitterpated in the springtime. For example: You're walking along, minding your own business. You're looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when all of a sudden you run smack into a pretty face. Woo-woo! You begin to get weak in the knees. Your head's in a whirl. And then you feel light as a feather, and before you know it, you're walking on air. And then you know what? You're knocked for a loop, and you completely lose your head!


Thumper: Gosh, that's awful.


Flower: Gee whiz.


Bambi: Terrible!


Friend Owl: And that ain't all. It could happen to anyone, so you'd better be careful.

06 August 2009

i want you to stay.

the words are written in the air.









abi, rachel, tina. (art). an early bus to nyc. bubble tea. a gluten-free, dairy-free bakery. a cute little hotel room. floppy hats. antique shops. dinner in soho. teeny little skirts. heels. meat packing district. buddha bar. 4am. 24 hour diner. belgium waffles & mimosas in the morning. a thunderstorm. a ferry ride to jersey. all points west. disregarding material possessions. mud. music. a friend from london. the statue of liberty and the manhattan skyline. yellow balloons. peace. love. and electric feel.