I'm pretty un-flashy but for some reason I love these gold flats. Could I wear them to work without looking crazy? I feel like they would spice up all my fairly low-key work outfits. (Also, so apt that they are named "South Beach." During the 3 months I lived there, I was blown away by the fearlessness of ladies when it came to wearing bright colors and any sort of sparkle).Image: source.
There's lot of crappy writing out there about heartbreak (understandably - it doesn't really bring out the best in most people). Here is a good piece on being heartbroken, for those of you in pain: "So go out and love, whoever it is that you love. Go out and get your heart broken. And let the pain, even when it feels like too much to bear, remind you of the importance of empathy. Because no matter our differences, we have this thing – this one achingly important thing – in common. We all get our hearts broken. We are all human. We are all connected."
From the new-to-me site Feet In Two Worlds: Gay Immigrant Youth in New York Struggle With Homelessness
“Breakfast is the only meal of the day that I tend to view with the same kind of traditionalized reverence that most people associate with Lunch and Dinner. I like to eat breakfast alone, and almost never before noon; anybody with a terminally jangled lifestyle needs at least one psychic anchor every twenty-four hours, and mine is breakfast. In Hong Kong, Dallas or at home — and regardless of whether or not I have been to bed — breakfast is a personal ritual that can only be properly observed alone, and in a spirit of genuine excess. The food factor should always be massive: four Bloody Marys, two grapefruits, a pot of coffee, Rangoon crepes, a half-pound of either sausage, bacon, or corned beef hash with diced chiles, a Spanish omelette or eggs Benedict, a quart of milk, a chopped lemon for random seasoning, and something like a slice of Key lime pie, two margaritas, and six lines of the best cocaine for dessert… Right, and there should also be two or three newspapers, all mail and messages, a telephone, a notebook for planning the next twenty-four hours and at least one source of good music… All of which should be dealt with outside, in the warmth of a hot sun, and preferably stone naked.” - Hunter S. Thompson
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