Man and Wife the Former

I've definitely established that I do not want to get married. I think marriage is an old fashioned institute with too many restrictions and obligations. I think it means much more to stay together purely because you love someone then because you feel tied to them. "Committed" is a disillusioning euphanism. Susan Sarandon and Tim Robins have it right. And Conor Oberst definitely captures my view of marriage in the Desaparacidos songs Man and Wife the Former/Latter. However...

there is this adorable couple who lives a neighborhood over from mine. I think they're the ideal couple. I've spotted them twice...or at least I think it was them both times. Either way the couple or perhaps couples made me reconsider. The first time I saw them the man was checking the mail while the women showed up at the gate in her bathing suit and lovingly waited for him to return. At that second I wanted that. To swim and check mail and wait on a spouse. To do couple-ey things in suburbia. The second time I saw them they were walking dogs on the trail that goes all through my town. I was riding my bike and on the way back down the trail I saw them again sitting in the grass with the dogs resting and just...talking. It was adorable.

If I ever decide to settle down I want what they seem to have. Stability. A simple life with little routines and moments together that get them through the day. And the ability to be happy just being in each other's company.

Then again...maybe we've both got it right. Maybe they're not even married.

;D

And for my style inspiration I'll just have to flash back to what was once my favorite stylish couple. They are no longer together...but I love them just as much as individuals. Still...here's a picture from their glory days:

Things to look foward to...

Ducks, ducks, ducks. Bike Culture! Maybe even critical mass. Moe's Mondays. Andolini's fridays. No dress code. Learning. Meeting new people. Growing. Cupcakes at cupcake. 5 billion different pizza places. Style. Study seshs. Doing research in the library. Theatre 99. Shopping at the exchange factor regularly. Work study. Sittin' in the sun. Exploring. Dorm sleepovers. Philosophy, literature, film! (AKA more learning about stuff I actually care about!) Going to the hippodrome. Kulture Klashs. Going to shows without needing a ride. Clubbing. Bars. Dancing (in class and out). Figuring myself out, finally.

Fashion Foward look of the day courtesy Face Hunter:

Times, They Are A-Changin'

My last entry is ions old. Oh well. The past is ancient history, after all. Cliche, cliche, cliche. But it's all true. The future looks bright and hopeful. CofC this fall. Cannot wait! Today's the first day of orientation and it has been great. I'm sort of crushing on a guy from my orientation group. He surfs and likes good music and is from around here and a fan of kk and andolini's. I also met a cutie at the library a little while ago. But I think that duck has smoked himself retarded. A really sweet, cool chic named Powell let me bum a parliament. She works at Elysium and I'm totally hoping I can get my haircut by her. Half off before noon if you're a first time customer. Meeting in an hour for provincial students. Whatev. Thought it was a big deal, but there are a lot of us...so not really. I mean cute boy is one and he got accepted into the honors college.

Here's the fashion foward look of the day. Courtesy of look book. Gotta love it.