When it comes to shopping, I would much rather buy one lovely amazing item I adore a few times per year, than to buy a number of (perhaps cheaper) things that I won't want to wear five years on. I call it investment shopping. When I was younger and lived in the bay area, I made a point of repeatedly visiting Erica Tanov's store on Fourth street to finely gauge what precious garment I would invest in. Those pieces, ten years later, I still wear, I still love. I was just as much in love with her then as I am now, and this video might help you understand why.
I love visiting my family. My parents' home is like a resort: amazing food (and lots of it- Vegan Middle Eastern food!), dark mint chocolate on the pillows, San Pellegrino set out like champagne. The architecture, going to the Philips Collection (where viewing at least one great work makes it worth the trip- this time a de Kooning-with just a little bit of pink), the Textile Museum. But, the heat. The humidity. Summer is a time to walk around the house in as little clothing as possible. As a guest it's not really an option. I can't ever imagine myself living the humid life again, returning east. Humidity tax, traffic tax. It is difficult, at times, to be distant from family. But the truth is, I am in love with the west. It's that simple.
When I was growing up and I was buying records, all I knew was the picture on the album and the music contained on the inside. Maybe something from the liner notes. But that’s it. That was the access I had. It was enough.
I love this song. I love this video. I love The Knife. Happy memory songs like this one do nothing to help the fruitless effort to tame my spring/summer-induced wildness. One of the best parts of this season is losing a sense of time. Late late nights, bright and early mornings. There's not a moment to be wasted...