"i'm not a invisible. i'm sort of just hidden. like a chameleon, but without the taste for insects." - elizabeth crane, when the messenger is hot
"why was fabulousness important? the world was a scary, sad place and adornment was one of the only ways she knew to make herself and the people around her forget their troubles." - francesca lia block, necklace of kisses
PICNIC! look at us outside in Tshirts in november! we had such a nice heat wave this weekend, in the high 60s-70s. so Lisa and i planned to make the best of it. she's reading a book that takes place right now in west ridge/rogers park (we'll see what flickr maps calls it, although i am very distainful of their neighborhood catagorization) and they're often at the top of the sledding hill in warren park, so that's where we took our Saturday picnic. we ate salads and sandwiches and read our novels until sunset, which sounds late for a picnic until you realize that november in chicago means 4:30 sunset. it was lovely.