I've been talking about it a lot * the week from hell
A string of opinionated random thoughts
Plato was intrigued by the idea of beauty in life; he talked about it at length
beautiful objects are whispering important truths to us about the good life. We find things beautiful when we sense qualities in them that we need but are constantly missing in our lives: gentleness; harmony; balance; peace; (and) strength. Beautiful objects therefore have a really important function: they help to educate our souls.
Probably an Idealist, a Hedonist perhaps, I have always been a Plato fan; I am not a snob, I studied ancient Greek and philosophy as well as Latin in high school. As a dreamer and storyteller, I identified with the idea of beauty as harmony and the constant need to “wipe my eyes off with beauty” whenever I perceive ugly with any of the senses. I need beauty like I drink water, it can be symmetry as well as imperfection, it cannot be artificial or preposterous.
When I read that
Philosopher Kristeva describes disgust as protective
it all made sense.
Smell someone using deodorant as a fragrance? No, thank you, move away and spray your travel perfume.
See an unkept pedicure aggressively peeping from any sort of open-toe shoe? No, thank you, and move to a different cashier. You don’t even have to do it discreetly, for God’s sake, use your facial expressions.
See another pickup truck with the MAGA flag at the traffic light? No fucking way, pump up the volume of the classical music radio station to calm the road rage down. Just appear unbothered, because they want to annoy you.
Too peopley out? Wear sunglasses and a wide-brim hat. When physical closeness is disgustingly illegal, wear a mask and give people the liberty of thinking you are una loca germophobe. Cough, also, if need be.
We have the privilege of doing any of the above. However, we must persist and show up and VOTE. For freedom, democracy, values, empathy, and compassion, we don’t have the privilege of sitting this election out for the good of the planet, the kids and their kids.
November 5th is here, yet so fucking far away that it feels like we are destined for death row. If you can access a bunker, lock yourself in, especially if it has poor reception.
Love
Truffle chips
Remember the lip balms I bought because I liked the brand for their oil cleanser? My vote is 5/10. They should be odorless and flavorless, but they smell and taste like a bad nothing. Glossier and the Italian Labello still win.
I am preparing for my next trip: I start with one outfit and build off of it.
Martha Stewart and BFF Snoop Dogg’s perfectly casual easy friendship
My bookshelves are a beautiful mess, and that’s Bertie sleeping on my bed.
Hate
People that don’t switch the light off when they leave a room.
To keep up with a conversation that bores me.
Pedestrian and banal anything: people, accessories, clothing, vacations.
Mayonnaise
How do you say it in Italian?
In Tuscany we say, attrabaccare, when you have to climb a fence and jump on the other side. There may be a word in American instead of a long sentence.