Skipping a Heartbeat

“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

Something pretty for your Monday, kittens.

Covent Garden often has installation artwork on display, but the city went nuts (myself included) for Charles Pétillon’s installation Heartbeat.

It’s down now, replaced by festive decorations (check those out too), but I’m still thinking about the gorgeousness weeks later, so I thought I’d spread some of the fond memories to kick the week off on a positive note. I’m waiting until Thanksgiving has passed to crack out the Christmas music and kick off yuletide, just three more days, but this is a nice amuse bouche, non?

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Weekend Links

“When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it–always.”
― Mahatma Gandhi

Jeff is off to Cyprus for a couple of days for a work training, because his lift is such a trial. Meanwhile I’ve had to get out my winter coat for the first time as the temperature has dropped here in merrie old England. In all seriousness, we’ve been keeping an eye on the news as we’ve had no idea what kind of travel security issues might arise at the last minute. It’s a complicated world we live in, and we live pretty physically close to some of the volatile spots.  On a related not there are quite a few ISIS based links today because it’s been on my mind this week and several stories and pieces have caught my eye, and I think we need to understand its methods and motivations much better than we do.

When I was in high school, 9/11 happened. I was the daughter of an active-duty military officer and lived on a military base at the time. It was an event that affected the lives of my friends and family and has immeasurably shaped the world my generation came of age in. But for all I’m a staunch supporter of the armed forces, my father is retired now but my brother is an officer (fulfilling a dream and intention he’s had since he could walk), I don’t think terrorism in general and the particular breed of it ISIS represents can be overcome by force.

Curious as to your thoughts, though, kittens, as I’m not sure there are any positive answers as to why people do the things they do. Here are your links, be safe this weekend

I have good intentions, I really do, but the capsule wardrobe escapes me as well.

Guilty but getting better.

One or two of these rules actually aren’t terrible…but most fill me with the urge to make rude sounds and hand gestures in response. So, failure?

Hey, Jeff! I think we’re doing alright.

We haven’t had a Mormon-y link in a while: here’s video project out of a Brigham Young University grad regarding the LDS church’s recent changes to their policies regarding gay members and prospective members. Personal and heartfelt.

For more insights into this particular policy and how it’s resonating in the Mormon community, this post from the Divinity School at the University of Chicago is academic, accessible, and most importantly accurate. It’s a great primer into the policy, the conflicting theological emphases behind reactions both in favour of and against it, and why it’s made as many waves as it has.

Well this is is pretty horrifying.

Annabelle has a bright future ahead of her.

Some long reading on the selfie.

Typical language warning as with all Cracked references, but ISIS has a magazine (really) and there’s a lot of info about the organisation that can be gleaned from it.

For a more high brow take, this NYT piece gives a personal look in to how ISIS finds recruits, friends, and allies. And it’s terrifying.

Fistbump, Ikea.

Weekend Links

“The arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends towards justice.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.

It was an odd weekend where we’ve been glued to the news except for a brief interlude to celebrate Jeff’s 30th birthday. It was good to spend some time just focusing on being together. The world we live in is messy but there is much to be thankful for and far, far more reasons to hope than not. That quote above is something I believe firmly and fiercely. Here are your links, kittens, and let me know the bright sparks you’ve found or held on to this weekend.

Dinosaur news!

Caitlin Moran’s pre-posthumous letter to her daughter has some pretty good advice.

Not. Okay.

A sad story, but amazing that we have a record of this woman from this time in a minority group.

As we are scrimping until Christmas, I pinned a bunch of recipes from this. Because we will never give up brunch.

This Instagram account had me in stitches!

I got 1370. Meaning A.D.

For the sleep deprived amongst you.

I can’t even imagine

Bill Blass is back. Thoughts?

Finally, most importantly, Peace for Paris.

Monday Links

Read up, kids, Aunt C. is busy!

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Hilarity ensues.

True story, I planned on being a spinster when I grew up. Then I became a child bride at 23, Jeff ruining all my plans. Look at what I’ve missed out on!

Awful, but important to know.

Great interview with girl and nerd crush Kate Beaton.

High tech knitting.

Well this total isn’t existential at all! But it’s a really good read.

Might need a cuff from this shop.

It’s Movember, let’s hear it for the boys!

I have Imposter Syndrome something fierce, and really liked this read–particularly with the story of the Buddha–from the NYT “sketch guy.”

Best books of 2015, per Goodreads.

A short blurb on topic on my mind lately.

Weekend Links

“October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

It’s the first of November, everyone’s a bit confused as to where the year has gone, and we’ve turned on the heating for the first time. We are once again in that magical time of year where you can use your pipes to dry your laundry. Urban living, kittens!

In related news I finally replaced my winter coat (several years old) with a sleeker model, bought some ridiculously luxe smelling and seasonally appropriate candles, and picked up some slippers. I think cool weather has arrived. Even though the British weather is being, well, British and we’re having an odd, alternatively warm and cold weekend. I’m convinced the Brits talk about the weather so much because it makes no sense and all and sundry are constantly baffled by it.

Anyway, here are your links and let me know what your getting up to this week!

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Garance Doré on French style.

Speaking of fashion, there has been a number of major shakeups in the industry lately. WWD has a good piece on the topic, burnout, and whether or not we have reached peak “fashion.”

Thoughts on working from a reformed overworker.

Big fan of this idea!

Number five, all the way.

Hm. Perhaps if Jeff continues to veto my desire for a partially shaved head a la Natalie Dormer, this will be deemed acceptable?

Well, let’s face it, this is a holiday necessity!

NaNoWriMo returns! Know anyone who’s doing it?

Saying no. Brilliantly.

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers

Costume designs behind my beloved Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries.

A surprisingly great read about a lesser known part of the postal service.

Answering the siren call of David Suchet

Oh, I love London Society! It is entirely composed now of beautiful idiots and brilliant lunatics. Just what Society should be.
–Oscar Wilde

The conversation that led to this adventure, almost verbatim:

Me: “David Suchet is in the Importance of Being Earnest, in drag, as Lady Bracknell. I’m not so much asking for permission to buy tickets…as telling you that we’re going.”
Jeff: “Obviously.”

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Excuse the hilarious faux-fashion shot (stolen from Jeff’s Instagram) but I finally got the chance to break in my kimono evening jacket after scoring it for a bargain when good-luck-charm Caitlin was in town, and it was an event that needed to be documented.

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And if ever there was a night for pink suede stilettos, Oscare Wilde calls for it, I feel.

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Beloved in this household as the definitive Agatha Christie’s Poirot, the guy has some serious comedy chops. It’s impossible to leave an Oscar Wilde production feeling glum, but on this occasion we downright laughed ourselves silly and left in a good mood to forage up some dinner. Happily we quite literally stumbled upon Sticks’n’Sushi in Covent Garden, who proceeded to put a dent in our wallets because the food was so darn good that we couldn’t stop ordering it.

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In a final burst of hedonism, we went for their combo deserts which I cannot recommend enough. The “black” box (as opposed to the “white”) was particularly delicious, but scarfed down my bergamot creme brulee with the most enjoyment.

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