I'm the Sharon in Vancouver!

It's snowing! A perfect end to an excellent and frazzling week. Despite moaning about how much studying there is to do, choosing to not to do any of it, and getting a haircut that didn't quite go as expected, I managed to catch up on Sex & the City reruns, buy buttons, kill all the villagers, and eat a lot of rice.

But awesomest of all was finding out that unbeknownst to me, TBW has been writing to some of my favourite design people for the last three weeks! He secretly schemed to have them write me some words of encouragement, as I have been feel less than enthusiastic about the law as of late (more than usual, if that's possible), and on Friday, it was all let loose on me. Simone from Cabanon Press and Marian Bantjes (MARIAN BATNJES!) wrote to me! And Leif Parsons did, too! He also sent me a drawing that I can't quite figure out (I think it's of an umbrella and 2 people, maybe? An umbrella with feet?). Jim Burgess, the awesomest comic artist ever, wrote a strip of Able + Baker just for me, with a shout out! And the killer, the kicker, the extra fat on the bacon, the icing sugar on the strudel: Ellen Lupton sent me 2 books in the mail and wrote me a postcard! Ellen Lupton! 2 books! Handwritten postcard! Ellen Frickin' Lupton! AHHHH!!! Not only is her gift sweet and amazing itself, but it's also a relief to know that not all designers have nice writing. I have always been a little supertitious about handwriting, and assumed that the fact I wasn't a world-renowned graphics designer had something to do with my sloppy, scratchy, serial killer writing. Now I know it wasn't the handwriting that was holding me back.

Daaaaaaaaaaaang! I love surprises. This one is going to get me through the slushy rain, the law school, the joblessness, and the doubting, fo' sho. To the peeps who knew: who said I was going to cry? WHO?!! I want names!

PS. They also strung up the Christmas lights on The Tree in English Bay. Yay!

STOP THE MADNESS

I've been saying it all along: unless you're 3 months old, doing yoga, or engaging in jazz battles, there is nothing worse than leggings worn as pants. Leggings are NOT pants. And now Phillip Lim and the entire Internet agree. Unless you're Kate Moss, the Voice of Humanity is telling you to shield your crotch.

Time well spent

The things you can learn when you're pretending to study. Thumbs up.

ID oh

A cool-ish project put together at IDEO.

Food 4 ever!

I love a day that consist largely of super good eating. All cravings are satisfied, everything goes as planned, no hungry hearts broken.

The day started with brunch at the Alibi Room, which is gradually becoming one of my favourite places in to slowly wake-up. The tables are cozy, the room is light, the potatoes aren't waxy, trains slowly creep past the windows and they play some sort of gentle morning hipster music that sounds like Belle and Sebastian with jangly guitars. It's just out of the way enough that it doesn't get crowded or noisy in the morning. I say yes to bringing a book and starting the day here.



Brunch was followed up by a super-most-excellent indoor French picnic chez TBW. Yay to ripping bread, yay to cheeses, yay to popcorn with grapes (still the best combination ever), yay to Earl Gray tea, yay to eating on a blanket on the floor while it pours like Hovah outside. I still haven't been to Paris, but now I don't mind so much.



And to end this awesome eating day, I came home to a bowl full of persimmons! It's so that time of year again! Yah to midnight Asian fruit deliciousness!

BFFAA

Who are we talking about and what was she wearing?! WHO?!! OMG!

Pancakes is important-ish