Senegal’s pink Lake Retba: a sight for sore eyes.
One of my favorite things in Sylvia Plath’s diaries are the entries that swing from “I need to start having people over for dinner more often! What a pleasure to cook for people!” to “I need to stop having people over for dinner all the time, they’re assholes and I need more time to write.” (Loose paraphrase!)
I think of this whenever I get in a burst of sociability.
And I said all I’ve got is a bunch of sad stories and I told them all before the night was through and we cried.
We Are Sorry Robin // 2014
JUST LEAKED: a photo still from the upcoming film adaptation of Murakami’s new novel, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage.
bobbydoherty: Celine for New York Magazine