When the dog barks, when the bee stings, when I'm feeling sad. I simply remember my favorite things, and then I don't feel so bad.
(Oh, come on! You know what song that is!)
So, here are mine ...
A pair of well-constructed sneakers encourage my first step every morning. I had been jumping from one brand to another; Converse
. Fred Perry
is the latest addition, and I'm loving it.
Qualified books are essential to keep me sane. Ultimate visual pleasures come from magazines like Vogue (Italia)
. I said "visual" because I don't speak Italian. I do, however, understand just a little bit of English, and am still learning how to write better. In this case, Monocle
is my guru. I almost don't care to read any other magazines but this genius one. (And, I never get tired to encourage people to trash those DA-MAN, High End, Prestige, PMR, and other stupid so-called magazines. Really, they are simply, truly moronic.)
Charlotte Bronte's Jane Eyre
with illustrations by Dame Darcy
was a treasure I found in Kinokuniya. Jane Eyre
was one of the first novels that I first read when I was a Junior High School geek, so it always has a nostalgic value.
What would we be without music? Wingless butterflies. Jason Mraz
's We Sing. We Dance. We Steal Things.
may not be as groundbreaking as his previous albums, yet still a pleasure to listen to. Coldplay
's Viva La Vida Or Death And All His Friends
has been looping in my iPod for more than a week. Madonna
's Give It 2 Me
is fun, and I never stop collecting her singles.