I have just had what my sister calls a Brown Girls’ Day Out: she, my cousin and I have been trekking around the DC greater metropolitan area in search of shoes for the wedding, my bridesmaid dress, the mysteries of the Target tights section, and what I can only refer to as the Great IKEA Massacre of 2009. I can’t really talk about it, because I still don’t know quite what happened, but suddenly I found myself making for the checkout lines with a big yellow bag stuffed with $75 worth of repeating homewares.
I have no idea how I am going to get this back to Boston (not least because I still don’t know how I’m getting back, period – please note how efficient I am with the application of my fiscal priorities!), but my heart lifted a little bit at the idea that one could purchase, if not happiness, at least a little organization in a chaotic and lawless world.
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About Me
- adwoa
- One day in my eleventh grade Theory of Knowledge class, we were having a discussion on the allegory of the cave. It was very earnest, with lots of sixteen year old angst about whether or not we could ever Really See The True Nature Of Things. About midway through the debate, I raised my hand and said “But… isn’t there any value to be gained from looking at the shadows themselves?”
Crickets ensued.
Two years later, I left for college and discovered semiotics.
I care passionately about: design, cooking, clothing, bodies of water, sunglasses, and classiness in all of its many forms.
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