NANCYLICIOUS

September 18, 2014 at 11:13am
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#tbt to the project that brought bestie @davi_russo and I together, which debuted 3 years ago today. Our toddler-aged friendship has an ancient heart, a teenage libido, and a creative soul. Here are notes from one of our first very important meetings. And here’s to many more important meetings.

#tbt to the project that brought bestie @davi_russo and I together, which debuted 3 years ago today. Our toddler-aged friendship has an ancient heart, a teenage libido, and a creative soul. Here are notes from one of our first very important meetings. And here’s to many more important meetings.

September 16, 2014 at 5:56pm
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Reblogged from austinkleon

My working process is no doubt much the same as yours and the same as many other people. The artistic process seems to be mythologized quite a lot into something far greater than it actually is. It is just hard labor… As anyone who actually writes knows, if you sit down and are prepared, then the ideas come. There’s a lot of different ways people explain that, but, you know, I find that if I sit down and I prepare myself, generally things get done.

— Nick Cave (via austinkleon)

(via austinkleon)

September 11, 2014 at 10:29am
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Unconditional Positive Regard

J and I sat on a steel bench together yesterday on a chilly and overcast afternoon in SoHo. 

He wore slim fit jeans and sneakers. I wore a pressed skirt suit and pearls.

Since the last time I’d seen him, he had cut his hair.

He had grown out his salt and pepper five o’clock shadow.

He had moved into a new apartment in the East Village. He had gone to Paris and back.

It felt grounding to be outside with him. Us side by side, next to with a security guard on lunch break, earbuds in, and playing with her phone.

“These are exciting times for you,” he replied when our catch up was said and done.

Oh, I thought. I hope so.

September 7, 2014 at 12:24pm
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For the Good Things

It’s not healthy, I’m told, but lately I just want a place to remember the good things. 

How - walking away from each other - we always seemed to turn back at the exact same moment to sneak a final look, followed by sheepish grins and second waves.

The way he looked sleeping on his stomach, face in profile.

The seven-course meal we shared.

The dinner he cooked.

Truth or dare.

The way he held me at night. The way we fit together, pulling me closer, especially in those moments when I so badly wanted to run away. 

How it felt that last time he finally let me win. 

But in doing so, it was me who lost him.

August 31, 2014 at 8:38am
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Old Fashioned

It was too early to go home but too late to make plans so I found myself at E’s place after last call.  ”Is it too late to get a drink?” I asked anyway. (It doesn’t hurt to ask.)

"You can have anything you want," he said. Mischievous grin, dramatic hand gesture to his bar. "If you make it."

So following his directions, I muddled sugar with an orange rind. I counted a six second pour of Jameson, added ice and bitters, and stirred along the edge of the glass. I strained the drink over fresh rocks and twisted and ran a new orange peel along the rim.

"Great, now make two more."

Last night was a kind reminder to know that while you can buy something, sometimes it’s better to make one for yourself, and best to make them with and for your friends.

August 17, 2014 at 12:54pm
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Reblogged from tarantenos

Adèle Exarchopoulos in Blue is the Warmest Color (2013)

This film. This actress.

(Source: tarantenos, via ferfluffle)

August 11, 2014 at 3:18pm
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Does He?

“I heard you’re dating,” A said almost immediately upon entering the bar. He planted himself directly to my right, which he wouldn’t leave for the rest of the night. Although it was his birthday, he insisted on buying everyone the first round of whiskey shots, including mine.

I am.

“But does he get your work?”

“Does he get what you do?”

“I mean, does he get your art?”

“And does he respect you?”

“Does he take good care of you?”

“Does he treat you well?”

Um, that’s a lot of questions.

“You know what I mean though.” 

“…Does he?”

July 18, 2014 at 12:41pm
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IM BEAUTIFUL YOU GUYZZZ #coffee #billmurray #sun  (at Birch Coffee)

IM BEAUTIFUL YOU GUYZZZ #coffee #billmurray #sun (at Birch Coffee)