Monthly Archives: April 2017

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When someone tells me to face my problems.

Or do my chores.

Or just turn around.

No.
No.
No.

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TFW some drama’s about to go down…

Suit up, ladies, this is gon’ be a show.

the woe is real

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Mary Cassatt’s not doing me any favors by presenting the most woeful woman in the world.

Wednesday, really? More like, Monday Day 3.

concentrate

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I feel a similar fixation on my computer screen when my manager seeks out suckers for last-minute tasks before the weekend.

Head down and work, head down and work.

croquet

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Yale’s Art Gallery hosts a delicious summary of Winslow Homer’s A Game of Croquet. It calls the game “vindictive” and “flirtatious,” which hello, yes.

I LOVE the idea of these women being all pissy about each other’s balls going the wrong way they end up making out in a bathroom. Kidding, how could you even get one hoop skirt in a stall, let alone two?!

rooms for tourists

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I love everything about Hopper’s Rooms for Tourists.

The awnings, the bright light, the soothing light of the front parlor…

I need a bed and breakfast stay like this STAT.

despair

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TFW you realize you left read receipt on, but wanted to be coy.

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When given the chance to go out and be cultured, like:
– visit a museum,
– go to a foreign film,
– or read a book at a restaurant alone,
– tour a park with friends,

OR

stay inside and fan myself from the comfort of my own home…

…I choose the latter.

Each and every time, the latter.

haha, sara

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Sara looks like she’s three beers in on a dog-friendly patio.

/ my life in a painting, for sure.

sunday

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Mood all day.