jolie laide

jolie laide

I started this when I lived in Brooklyn and struggled for grace in a city that grants moments of beauty and ugliness breathtakingly close to one another. Now I live in a place where things are a different kind of ugly and the beauty is pedestrian. I struggle with that.


On a cold morning, hot buttered toast takes on qualities of the divine. Or, quit looking at your food and eat it already!


Blogger michael said...

I like toast. That piece right there is looking well-loved.

1:21 AM  
Blogger ttractor said...

Well, it was certainly well-regarded. Or I was procrastinating going out for a 12 degree commute to work. glarg.

hello! I have missed seeing you around here. I'll link you up as soon as this infernal system lets me.

9:38 AM  
Blogger eastwesterner said...

You know, I believe Michael is on to something, and is it me, or is that toast winking?

10:18 AM  

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