Winter Arts Favorites


1.) Writing ~ The Book of Laughter and Forgetting

I originally went to the bookstore looking for Milan Kundera’s The Unbearable Lightness of Being, but it was out of stock, so instead, I bought a copy of his 1979 novel The Book of Laughter and Forgetting. The book is divided into seven parts ~ each one separate but somehow related to the others. Some are love stories, some deal with grief, and some recall Czech history. I found each one to be incredibly profound and beautiful ~ definitely recommend this book if you’re looking for  one to read. Below are some of my favorite quotes from the novel.

Favorite part ~ Part Four: Lost Letters

Favorite quotes ~

“The woman he had loved most (he was thirty at the time) would tell him (he was nearly in despair when he heard it) that she held on to life by a thread. Yes, she did want to live, life gave her great joy, but she also knew that her ‘I want to live’ was spun from the threads of a spiderweb.”

“And I ran after that voice through the streets so as not to lose sight of the splendid wreath of bodies gliding over the city, and I realized with anguish in my heart that they were flying like birds and I was falling like a stone, that they had wings and I would never have any.”

“Love can never be laughable. Love has nothing in common with laughter.”

“ It takes so little, so infinitely little, for someone to find himself on the other side of the border, where everything – love, convictions, faith, history – no longer has meaning. “

“But is she really listening? Or is she merely looking at them so attentively, so silently? I don’t know, and it’s not very important. What matters is that she doesn’t interrupt anyone. You know what happens when to people talk. One of them speaks and the other breaks in.”

2.) Art ~ Dreamlands Exhibit, The Whitney

One of the most mesmerizing exhibits I went to last year. The gallery combined light, cinema and color to replicate a dimension that can only be visited in dreams.

Some pictures from the exhibit below (click to enlarge) ~

3.) Film ~ Manchester by the Sea

A very, very sad movie, and yet one of my favorites from the year. If you’re not familiar with the story, it’s about an uncle having to take care of his nephew immediately after his brother’s death. Although heart-breaking at times, the writing is incredible as well as the acting, and I really recommending seeing it.


4.) Music ~ Home Albums IV and V

This December, I discovered Post-Parlo Records’ Home series which is a collection of split albums between two artists. The entire album is co-written by the two artists except for the last two songs in which each artist covers a song written by the other (hopefully I explained that well).

My two favorite volumes are Home Volume V (split between Ben Gibbard of Death Cab for Cutie and Andrew Kenny of The American Analog Set) and Home Volume VI (split between Bright Eyes and Britt Daniel of Spoon).

5.) Fashion ~ French Anthropologie

I always prefer shopping on French sites for clothes, because after living in France for a year in high school, I discovered that France is ahead of the curve with regards to upcoming trends. Recently, I’ve been loving Anthropologie France’s stuff ~ definitely take a look at the looks I’ve posted down below and click to shop if you like any of them! They also have some great sales going on after the holidays ~ I’ve also found that French clothing sites have better sales than American clothing ones, so the shipping costs are very manageable.

*Disclaimer ~ This post is sponsored by Anthropologie France*

Comment your favorite books, music etc. below ~ I honestly do look into everything you recommend!

XX, Natalie

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Here have some pictures of my bedroom wall which I transferred from college and spent a lot of time re-taping, also featuring my Nan Goldin obsession.

Below: photos from The Whitney, David Zwirner Gallery, my last month in the city, and little excerpts of my writing


February 29, 2016: December ended early but the winter dragged on.


April 22, 2016: I hurled my focus into the world around me in it’s entirety. Every day, I handed $2.25 exact change to the newsstand attendant on University and 9th for a New York Times. I read about the carbon dioxide accumulating in the ozone and the ever-dissolving glaciers nine thousand miles south and the stubbornness of war two oceans away. But ultimately, reading about everything going wrong, no matter how far away, just made me feel inadequate, so I stopped and read books instead.


April 23, 2016: For quite some time, I found a dull comfort in always knowing what tomorrow was going to be like. I still do. And despite it all, I forgive them and myself and all the miles in between. I don’t really think there’s much else I can do.


April 7, 2016: In the past three years, there have a been a number of things that have stayed the same and also things that have changed beyond recognition. And what ended up surprising me the most, I suppose, were the things that remained the same. Because they were never the same in the right way.


April 12, 2016: I found myself among women in brown fur coats, men speaking familiar words in soft lisps. I found myself lost in red-carpeted halls. I wandered past a cocktail party eight floors up. And I had come alone, but it didn’t feel that way.


April 14, 2016: I never did get used to opening those blinds every morning and seeing California.


April 26, 2016: There are days when all I can think about is the spring when the cherry blossoms fell down like snow and we played poker in the dining room. About the day when we gave up and threw the cards across the table, kings and queens speeding to the floor like kamikaze pilots.


April 30, 2016: “And how do you carry on after you’ve lost everything?” “You go out and you lose it all again until you understand that you can’t ever really own anything.”


May 18, 2016: There was a time when I admired her. What would knock most people to the ground, she could bear with ostensible ease. Of course, that eventually changed along with everything else.


Flight home from New York


Viewing of The Virgin Suicides at the French Institute


^me and my love (manhattan)

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Dear Reader,

By now, I’m sure you’re probably sick of hearing about my love affair with museums. But the way I see it, the more museums you go to, the more you start to see everything as art, especially stuff that isn’t in museums.

I just left New York for the summer and am missing the city quite a bit already, so I’m afraid you’ll just have to bear with my nostalgia for a bit.

In other news, I added a May playlist to the Music Forum so please do go take a look and as always, comment songs you think I’d like. A few of the songs for this month were actually recommended to me last month in the comments — I really do listen to all the songs you tell me to!

And on a final note, I just wanted to say thank you so much for all of your sweet comments on my posts I really do read all of them (and try to reply to as many as I can). Every last one makes me smile and I don’t say thank you enough — thank you!!

I hope you have an incredibly beautiful day.

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XX, The Girl in the Little Black Dress

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