Lovely Hispano-France bike that le boyfriend and I restored (I made the initial investment, he did the actual work). Quite happy with how it turned out. Good thing it’s for giants or I’d be tempted to keep it.
Things in this picture that I love: MY CAT (especially when she resembles a Poke Ball), my great-grandparents’ wedding picture from 1912, the picture from ballerina project that I was very generously sent as a thank you present, a hand-drawn poster of lovely things in Buenos Aires, a watercolor painting of Alice in Wonderland that a friend made for my birthday a few years ago, and The World’s Comfiest Armchair.
n. the state or condition of unnoticed excellence—the hidden talents of friends and coworkers, the fleeting solos of subway buskers, the slapdash eloquence of anonymous users, the unseen portfolios of aspiring artists—which would be renowned as masterpieces if only they’d been appraised by the cartel of popular taste, who assume that brilliance is a rare and precious commodity, accidentally overlooking buried jewels that may not be flawless but are still somehow perfect.
1. I just received an email from GRØN, the very chic Uruguayan bike shop that gave away the prizes at the last Bike Fest, telling me that they selected me to try out a new product that they’re releasing, which they’ll be sending me shortly. My impatient ass is dying to know what it iiiis!
2. I’ve FINALLY started to work only in English at my job (instead of 50/50 between Spanish and English), as was promised at my job interview a year ago. This = instant pay raise! To celebrate, I bought myself a huge slice of globe squash pie instead of a sandwich for lunch. (Of course, my prizes to myself are always edible.)