Whiskers On Narwhals

I haven't seen My So Called Life since it went off the air chokers and plaid shirts ago, but there is a line that still reverberates. It's been a time. I think Angela says it to Rayanne or maybe Rayanne says it to Ricky, I don't know, but there it is, so flat as to be perfect. It's been a time. Not a great time or a terrible time, just a time. And that is what this week has been. A week. It's been a week, and yet it's only Wednesday but there it is. And here we are. Hello. And so given the week that still is I think I shall post on a few of my favorite things. You know, to get me out of my 37 year old teenage angst (insert eye roll here). Ttcchhhh. Duh.

First off, this lady. I dunno' why this picture makes me happy but it does. The fact that her hair is still dry and that dimple in her elbow? I have a bad tattoo on my ankle of a dolphin--don't get me started. Perhaps I should add this randomly confident lady to the mix?
And this, yes this. If Bryan and I ever design and actually build our own house I am totally insisting on a staircase bookshelf. Even if it's a one story ranch house with nowhere to go but horizontal. This is awesome.
Narwhals. Somehow I stumbled upon this picture and it was like a revelation. Narwhals! It's easy to forget that they actually exist, but here they are: like a wet fairy tale. Narwhals! Maybe I can add a horn onto my bad dolphin tattoo with the soon-to-be-lady riding astride it, a narwhal. It will become my battlecry, rage, rage against the dying of the light. Narwhals! Like Wolverines in that movie Red Dawn. Or maybe not. Just an idea.

Then this. This makes me happy: balloons for lovers (or something like that):

Although truth be told it also skeeves me out, all that exhale in a balloon. I would have to insist on the brushing of teeth beforehand, perhaps even flossing. But the idea is there, and I like the idea. Bit of a non sequitur here, but what list of my favorite things would be complete without something leopard print? I swear to god the other day I was at Bed Bath and Beyond and found myself skimming my hand over a polyester leopard print duvet cover that looked fresh off the set of Married With Children. Something about leopard print just speaks to me; quite frankly, it will not shut up all rawr and grrr and purrrrrr, so I think I ought to listen. I just wish I had the duckets to listen to this.

Or this. Not leopard print but pretty rad as it is. Personally I'd pair it with some jeans and boots this fall (then throw on my leopard print coat should it get too chilly!). A girl can dream...

And dream I will. Because in this otherworld in which I wear a Mexican inspired frock with a leopard print coat, in this otherworld of book-lined staircases that go sideways and fresh-breathed balloons for lovers, in this otherworld in which it has been a week, I am hanging out with this crew:And I am pretty sure we are talking about narwhals.

Happy Hump Day, my friends.
xo,
Susannah