new style icon?

Redd Foxx in front of the Redd Foxx Hair Salon in Los Angeles in an undated photograph. Credit: Isaac Sutton/Johnson Publishing Company, courtesy of the NY Times and Ebony’s photo archives.

first date

what a name for a color

just the latest

• started doing yin yoga online, body feels more << nothing >>, in the best way. the teacher is a little santa fe, but actually i love that about her.
• experimenting with using <<  >>
• got my first bad yelp review, mentioned by name about my terrible customer service. very cool. i can’t stop thinking about it and going over what i did (i wrote him back IMMEDIATELY *twice* and was investigating his lost package but i couldn’t give him an immediate refund until i sorted it with USPS, which set him off, i guess?). i could go on but for what? honestly it’s made me think  humankind is maybe 90% selfish garbage (the daily’s episode about busing reconfirmed this).
• who even writes bad yelp reviews? just — jerks!

because i liked beer

from cj hauser’s “the crane wife”:

He said he wanted to be with me because I wasn’t annoying or needy. Because I liked beer. Because I was low-maintenance.

I didn’t say anything. A little further down the road he added that he thought I’d make a good mother.

This wasn’t what I hoped he would say. But it was what was being offered. And who was I to want more?

hitting all my spots, reminding me of this.

but who isn’t

just wondering

WHY IS IDRIS ELBA DOING STELLA ARTOIS COMMERCIALS

couldn’t resist

honestly — both not great and drew carey really phoning it in — and yet —

someone get me this dress/sweater/loafer combo plz

via le catch

Long hours of wasteful drudgery rub up against the belief that anything is possible.

frank chimero is just cool — from his interview in “creative boom”:

Take a look at the increase in discussion about burnout – a natural response from trying to thrive in an achievement culture. Fatigue happens to your body, but burnout exhausts your soul. Long hours of wasteful drudgery rub up against the belief that anything is possible. What can you do with that other than collapse?

just do the work

i don’t know how to fully absorb this, but oy i need to, because otherwise i’m going to destroy my body and mind from tension and worry. it’s so DUMB. even with jobs that don’t matter: agony about not being perfect. from the ny times’s “smarter living: It’s never going to be perfect, so just get it done”:

In the end, just do the work. It won’t be perfect, but you’ll be far happier, and it’ll be done. And done is better than perfect ¯\_(ツ)_/¯