Hello August

Yikes, hello birthday month. I can’t wrap my head around how it’s a birthday again (shit, I’ve gotten old). Does anyone else get an existential crisis from birthdays?

Thrift Eye

I’m slowly working my way through a dated kids book. The Egypt Game was written in 1967 and hasn’t really held up to times. But I’ll occasionally read older kids books (especially if they won an award) just to see what all the hoopla is about. I’m half way through the book, but part of me is worried I’ll find a racist bit hidden in the story!

Many years ago, I was stuck on a NY to SF flight with the only in flight entertainment option being a pre-selection of 5 CD’s. I listened to a rereleased set of Chet Baker songs for the first time in my life and in a 6 hour loop. My brain has those songs permanently embedded into it. I have a LP and it sounds great on vinyl…I especially love the raspy vibrations as it spins. It makes me feel a strange nostalgia to something I can’t put my finger on. Perhaps because his music is so bittersweet.

My name is Eli and I’m the last person to discover how amazing Indian food is. I was so used to eating Mexican spicy food all my life, now I feel as if I’ve been missing out on such great & different spiciness.

Ugh, I think for the first time in a long time I want LESS clothes. I’ve been doing some big purges lately. Last Monday I had a particularly fruitful cleaning and got rid of lots of tops/tees that were stained or ripped. Why was I even keeping them?! I was able to condense two drawers into one and that feels like such a great accomplishment.

This summer has been one of the busiest times I have ever experienced at work. This means all the cute shoes have gotten a summer break too. I’ve been wearing my black hi-top Converse with every single outfit recently. I don’t care. I just want to be comfortable if I’m going to run around all day.

These last few weeks have been and will be about keeping it simple and clean. Here’s to getting older soon :)