I <3 Montreal

I got back from Montreal this past Tuesday. I realized on my fifth day there that I usually blog when I travel, but this time I didn't. I did post to wardrobe_remix, which I don't do too often. I also took many, many pictures for fashionist and had the pleasure of hanging out with two of my best friends. Which allowed me to run the emotional gamut from teary regret to silly jokes.

Things we did that were notable:
*Dine at O.Noir (in the dark baby!)
*Watch Baby Mama and Blueberry Nights, though CB hated Baby Mama.
*Watch local dance-worthy indie rock bands at Club Lambi: Mathias Mental and Parlour (I'm a snob about my indie rock and they were both good.)
*Dance to Cut Copy at a venue considered one of their larger ones, but which felt very small to us.
*Visit the Biosphere
*Preview La Triennale Québécoise at the Musée d'art contemporain de Montréal (it was pretty great, especially Karen Tam's karaoke piece.)
*Eat at the famous Schwartz's
*Had an improbable meeting with my doppelganger. (Of course, she's an artist. Still a bit freaked out about this.)
*Take long walks
*Eat Bilboquet Maple Taffy ice cream
*Go thrift shopping
*Go boutique shopping
*And for me, take loads and loads of photos.

Montreal is awesome. If it didn't smell like manure in the afternoon and the exchange rate favored the US Dollar more, I'd seriously think about relocating there instead of Saigon.

Which is my way of announcing to the interweb that I'm moving to Saigon/HCMC Vietnam in a few weeks.

On Memory

So, I'm reading The Invention of Solitude by Paul Auster.

In The Book of Memory (the second portion) Auster brings up an interesting point about those who have (what is interpreted to be) a great memory. He hypotheses that they actually don't have (what is deemed) a great memory because they don't file the information away to recall later, they are simultaneously living in the present and the past.

I'm one of these people and the idea is resonating with me. I never reach back to remember, I just do. I only need to reach out my memory tendrils for a second to grasp, then verbally present it. So does my experience of simultaneously living in the past and present put me in the realm of "other" human experience than those with regular memories? Do those with regular memories live ever so more in the present? Am I in a state of constant nostalgia?

I think the answer is yes.

Is this Shane Carruth?

I'm not sure if it is, but it looks a bit like him, doesn't it?

Jerry O'Connell will never work with Tom Cruise

"For me it's all about KFC - it's just good chicken."

Via The Superficial.

Lexie

Sometimes photos I like (for one reason or another) don't make it to fashionist.