One. Moonstone ring
I got this ring on Poshmark a few weeks ago, and haven’t stopped wearing it. Moonstones and labradorites are my favourite stones because they’re such chameleons, and I love their inner fire (the blue/green/purple flashes that show up in sunlight/at certain angles). They’re mysterious and gorgeous. Anyway, recently I have been obsessed with square-cut stones set in chunky, more masculine settings. I have a blue-flash lab ring that I got last year and is a favourite, so when I saw this moonstone one, I was immediately intrigued.
Two. Labyrinth/Mind Palace
This one will be harder to explain. I had a realization the other week which surprised me, and on which I am continuing to reflect. The longer I spend at home (and I have spent a lot of time here over the last 2 years), the more I love my home, the more it feels like an extension of myself. I’m like a snail, at one with my shell/house. And my house seems to grow larger, not smaller (despite its relatively modest 1,700 square feet) — I am constantly finding new corners and nooks to fall in love with. Some of it has to do with the fact that we often “update” parts of of our house, moving furniture around, changing the art, and so on. But part of it is a state of mind. My house contains a multitude of rooms, and houses — rooms I’ve seen, read about, dreamt about, all of which are reflected in some small measure (sometimes a very tiny sliver) in the things which ornament my house. So, I guess, in a way, my house is a labyrinth of my life, a physical representation of a mind palace if you will. I’m not sure I am explaining it very well, but there it is. By the by, there is a Paris Review article on “The Celestial Memory Palace” which sort of tangential to this idea, and which opened other intriguing avenues of contemplation. Any article that quotes Borges is a good article, in my books.
Three. An Outfit
This Alberta Ferretti outfit is currently living rent-free in my head. It’s not just the silhouette or the textures that I love, although those are fantastic; it’s actually the colour palette that intrigues me the most, even though it’s not one to which I would normally gravitate. I am pondering ways to interpret this in my own closet.
Four. Sunrises
It’s the time of year when I can catch the sunrise on my walk to/from school in the mornings. And we have been getting some beautiful, breathtaking ones. So much colour inspiration. I’m still not able to get outside as much as I would like these days, but these short walks and sunrises are helping to make me feel connected to nature.
Five. Stamps
When I was growing up in the Old Country, one of my favourite hobbies was stamp collecting. My parents did a bit of it too, when they were younger; I “inherited” their collections. These collections were some of the few mementoes of my childhood that I still have. My stamp albums have been sitting in a box in the basement for years, but recently I felt the urge to look through them again. I love the diversity of designs (from all over the world, through primarily other Communist countries because, duh, that’s all we could get) and have been thinking of turning some into embroidery patterns.