Thursday, June 7, 2012

Sole-Satisfying Capitalism.

I am able to justify my incessant cash-doling practices for the acquisition of accessories for three precise reasons.

One, because I don't dole out all that much cash.

Exhibit A: 4 shoe purchases in the last month, for a total of $26 (okay, okay, not including HST...).

The second reason being, most of these purchases (not in this particular post, heh) are from second-hand shops (obviously!!! You are only excused from not knowing this piece of knowledge if this is your first time on UUU, or you don't know me in real life. Or both.) Sustainable consumerism - a lesser evil.

Third, just look at them:

who what wear?
  • yellow sandals, $5, H&M
  • black & white polka-dotted oxford, $5, Claire's (seriously)
  • suede tan lace-up heeled booties, $6, Value Village
  • tan wedges with a supremely radical tie-dye print on the heels, $10 (splurge!), Ross

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

I have noticed

that when I began developing sound opinions of my own, I was met with a heightened sense of animosity from those who weren't used to that from me.

Reminded me of the following:

"Most people are other people.  Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."  ~ Oscar Wilde, De Profundis, 1905

Monday, June 4, 2012


"Disorientation is the loss of the East. Ask any navigator: the east is what you sail by. Lose the east & you lose your bearings, your certainties, your knowledge of what is & what may be, perhaps even your life...
...But let's just suppose. What if the whole deal - orientation, knowing where you are, & so on - what if it's all a scam? What if all of it - home, kinship, the whole enchilada - is just the biggest, most truly global, & centuries -oldest piece of brainwashing?  Suppose that it's only when you dare to let go that your real life begins? When you're whirling free of the mother ship, when you cut your ropes, slip your chain, step off the map, go absent without leave, scram, vamoose, whatever: suppose that it's then, & only then, that you're actually free to act! To lead the life nobody tells you how to live, or when or why. In which nobody orders you to go forth & die for them, or for god, or comes to get you because you broke one of the rules, or because you're one of those people who are, for reasons which unfortunately can't be given, simply not allowed. Suppose you've got to go through the feeling of being lost, into the chaos & beyond: you've got to accept the loneliness, the wild panic of losing your moorings, the vertiginous terror of the horizon spinning round & round like the edge of a coin tossed in the air." 

- Salman Rushdie, "The Ground Beneath Her Feet"

This book has been amazing thus far.