20-something. History nerd. Francophile. I like to dabble. Never met a .gif I didn't like.

 

“I got white girl problems with a healthy dollop of Indian girl problems and extra poppadoms.” —Erinn Dhesi, Sabotage Times

“I got white girl problems with a healthy dollop of Indian girl problems and extra poppadoms.” —Erinn Dhesi, Sabotage Times

shakespeareandshoes:

rubenfeld:

Fried avocado sandwich, Queens Comfort, Astoria, NY (Taken with instagram)

this is what i said to sam when i heard fried avocado sandwiches exist: “what?! that’s a thing??? i want it”

Good Lord, this is just sinful. 

shakespeareandshoes:

rubenfeld:

Fried avocado sandwich, Queens Comfort, Astoria, NY (Taken with instagram)

this is what i said to sam when i heard fried avocado sandwiches exist: “what?! that’s a thing??? i want it”

Good Lord, this is just sinful. 

Checked out the Helmut Newton Foundation in Berlin this weekend and discovered that Newton thought Margaret Thatcher was one of the sexiest women he’d ever photographed. If there were ever a reason for me to stop being a philistine and finally go watch The Iron Lady, it’s this. 

Checked out the Helmut Newton Foundation in Berlin this weekend and discovered that Newton thought Margaret Thatcher was one of the sexiest women he’d ever photographed. If there were ever a reason for me to stop being a philistine and finally go watch The Iron Lady, it’s this. 

I admit it: above all things, I fear absurdity.

Salman Rushie, Midnight’s Children 

iknowshayna:

This is what my jar of nutella looks like when I pull it out of the pantry. 

I’d sat down to write this myself, but thanks to the magic of the Internet, I discovered it’d already been done for me by a charming French teenager by the name of Baka-Yuka. Or at the very least, I found it on her blog. 
And without further adieu, I give you…
Notre pot de Nutella
Notre pot de Nutella, qui est aux Cieux,Que ton chocolat soit sanctifié,Que ton goût de chocolat vienne,Que ton capuchon soit ouvertSur la terre comme au ciel.Donne-nous aujourd’hui notre chocolat de ce jour,Pardonne-nous nos cuillères pleines de chocolat Comme nous pardonnons aussi les cuillères pleines de chocolat d’autres,Et ne nous soumets pas à la tentation chocolatière,Mais délivre-nous de la vanille. 
Amen. 

iknowshayna:

This is what my jar of nutella looks like when I pull it out of the pantry. 

I’d sat down to write this myself, but thanks to the magic of the Internet, I discovered it’d already been done for me by a charming French teenager by the name of Baka-Yuka. Or at the very least, I found it on her blog. 

And without further adieu, I give you…

Notre pot de Nutella

Notre pot de Nutella, qui est aux Cieux,
Que ton chocolat soit sanctifié,
Que ton goût de chocolat vienne,
Que ton capuchon soit ouvert
Sur la terre comme au ciel.
Donne-nous aujourd’hui notre chocolat de ce jour,
Pardonne-nous nos cuillères pleines de chocolat 
Comme nous pardonnons aussi les cuillères pleines de chocolat d’autres,
Et ne nous soumets pas à la tentation chocolatière,
Mais délivre-nous de la vanille. 

Amen. 

(Source: shaynuts)

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99% sure that this is what I look like when I dance.

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99% sure that this is what I look like when I dance.

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Few women really want to marry a man whose penis rises and falls in tandem with the size of his paycheck or the prestige of his diploma.

—from “The M.R.S. and the Ph.D.” by Stephanie Coontz (NYT)

ZING!

Really though, it’s about time someone wrote about this. These days, it feels like all my girlfriends and I ever talk about are these apocalyptic articles that tell us that we’re going to graduate college, never find jobs, go back to school, become overqualified for jobs, and then finally, the proverbial cherry on top, NEVER GET MARRIED. 

Of course, we remind ourselves that there are plenty of men in this world who appreciate smart, motivated women and that we wouldn’t want to be with men who wanted unintelligent women anyway…blah blah blah look at Carrie Bradshaw, everything worked out for her! And then the conversation devolves into a discussion of how SATC rules the lives of all 20-something women in New York, and we forget ever having panicked about the future in the first place.

Unfortunately, though, that delicious bit of oubli is only momentary, and all of our fears about the future inevitably come back and rear their many ugly heads. And like the hydra, it seems like no matter how many heads we’ve cut off (Ivy League University, check! Prestigious internship, check! etc. etc.), there are always more that spring up to take their place (Troubled job market, ruh roh. Rising student loan debts, eeeeek. Paralyzing fear…oh hey, I’ve already gotten to that one. Score!). And then we all talk and worry some more.

It’s an awfully vicious cycle, and unsurprisingly, I’ve grown rather tired of it. Even Stephanie Koontz’s article, as much as I appreciate its positivity, doesn’t strike quite the right note with me. Instead of making all sorts of predictions about the future — about what jobs will or won’t be getting and what men will or won’t be marrying — I’m ready (as admittedly cheesy as this sounds, oy) to focus on the proverbial NOW. That’s it, friends. Callin’ this one my semestre d’oubli. The supposed “real world” can suck it. I just want to pass my classes at Sciences Po, goddamnit. At the moment, academia is what I love most in the world. And for now, that needs to be enough. 

(Source: The New York Times)

9. When it comes to getting you a gift, a lot of Wall Street men are all about extravagance over thoughtfulness.
If you are a decadent woman, this will work well for you, but if you are a woman who prefers a man to be thoughtful over spending lavishly on something you don’t really want, you might be disappointed. This does not mean that a Wall Street man can’t be thoughtful, many are. However, a lot of Wall Street men are so busy making lots of money, that when they think to buy you something, they don’t care about the cost as long as it’s easy to get for you.

—from “How to Date a Wall Street Man” by Samantha Daniels (CNBC)

Alternatively Titled: “How to Ignore a Wall Street Man’s Character Flaws and Focus on the Expensive Presents”