It’s just like old times.
on us both being on our laptops at the same time. “Maybe we can G chat each other,” she added, since we are sitting at the same table.
wait why are backpacks cool? they make you look like a college student and everyone hates college students. (sorry, they do)
One more summer trend: The backpack is back! I mention it not because I feel I have truffled up anything unusual—this trend has been yakked about ad nauseam in the run-up to summer—but simply because I am surprised that it actually caught on. I never imagined that anyone could endure the heat-augmenting encumbrance of a backpack during the month of July. I was wrong.
Hold up. I did not realize backpacks were supposed to be a big summer* trend. I did notice more backpacks coming into use in the last two years. I just started using a backpack daily this summer. But I did it because the gigantic bag I’d been carrying every day for the last 3 years was giving me back pain. I didn’t even carry that much stuff in it, but the shoulder-carry was destroying me. I don’t feel trendy when I wear my backpack (though I did pick a yackety vom-vom trendy one). I feel goofy, but my back pain is completely gone! Rarely, I will use my gigantic bag (careful to put almost nothing in it, defeating the purpose). It’s still perfect. It still feels like an old friend. I miss you, bag. Backpack can never replace you in my heart.
*Yeah, it does make my back hot. Next question.
I just said, “It’s a dry heat” and laughed and laughed.
Here’s an exercise to help you visualize the biggest issue “inside the Beltway,” as they say inside the Beltway, the Beltway being an actual leather belt originally worn by President Taft that stretches around Washington, DC: Imagine you’re a politician. (Sorry to do that to you; it’ll be over quickly.)
ALWAYS REBLOG TAFT (by RORB DeLORNEY)
The automatic Taft reblog is a good policy.
NYC has dispatched a pack of teenage males to my neighborhood wearing shirts that say “NYC heat.” I think they are allegedly handing out cardboard fans to people. But really they are just yelling out “HEAT!” to girls they find attractive.
Is this real life?
Oh man. I wanna play.
No, that totally wasn’t Abraham Lincoln.
It was Jefferson.
So I got some grief for buying this jacket from Goodwill. People snidely said, “You have to post photos of when you wear it because it’s ugly and we want you to be humiliated for your terrible fashion sense and we hate you.” Man, you guys are jerks.
Well, I haven’t actually worn it out yet because I haven’t had the right occasion and now it’s too hot. I considered wearing it to work, but you’re supposed to dress for the job you want and it’s not plaid enough for the job I want. But I just wanted to show you that it looks GREAT. And I hope that’s expressed by my smug facial expression.
I like to make sure the photos I take of me with friends are both infrequent and dumb.
Once upon a time in New York City, I had the best roommates anyone could ever ask for. But they had to leave to find their respective life rainbows. (Pretend that’s a thing people say.) Now Hong Kong Brittany and Atlanta Natalie are returning to NYC this weekend and we shall reunite in an explosion of glory.
"I wish Brittany and Natalie were still your roommates," my mom once said. Everyone does.
As you may recall, I visited Hong Kong and Atlanta this year while on hiatus to see these great people. People were all, “Why are you going to Hong Kong? Why are you going to Atalnta?” Get it together, dummies! I highly recommend both cities.
I just bought this and have no idea why. At least this month’s Esquire has suggestions for how to use it in cocktails. Cocococktail o’clock!
Esquire is where I first (and last) tried VitaCoco. Everyone was bonkers for it. I don’t understand. It tastes really gross. I wanted to like it. I like coconut. But coconut water… what a massive disappointment.