in particular

i did not explain the "sweater" phenomenon as well as i should have.  i have learned that there exists a certain "czech boy look," which usually consists of something like corduroy pants, a backpack, endearing hurricane hair styled by pillow, and a button down shirt, the collar and tails of which stick out from under these mysterious "bard" sweaters that i noticed when i first came to art school here, where this type is especially common.  after much careful observation, i have concluded that most of them come from the architecture department.  these boys are rare and possibly a dying breed, but what is really great about them is that there is absolutely nothing ironic, styled, or affected about their appearance.  they seem to be outside of time.  hence, "magical sweater czech."

ça pourrait changer

yesterday morning the weather went through the extremes of all four seasons. i made too much semolina porridge and ate the whole lot and then, when the weather was sunny and skirt-safe, i went (well, ran; i was late again) to národní muzeum for the tuesday czech modern art lecture. when i came back outside, it was rain-snowing, and i looked like i got dressed in a different hemisphere than everyone else on the street. it was just that kind of day for me.

but then, i skipped my architecture lecture to go to a fashion show at café louvre, where our friend s. was one of the designers. the show was from students in the clothing design atelier at my school and featured sustainable fashion made from recycled materials. but equally important was the wine and lots of familiar faces in the circles of people. there was even one delicate-looking creature in fantastic shiny shoes, whom i will draw when i get the chance. and his face looked so much like yours, a., that i really missed you then!