Monday, June 28, 2010

summertime clothes.

images via we live young.

Meg and I (okay, mostly Meg) sanded down and re-painted my Grandmother's vanity that has been sitting in our garage forever. Currently searching for the local version of these coveted Anthropologie knobs to be the cherry on top.

Meg, Casey and I explored THE RINK in Bethany recently which was as awesome as we'd been imagining it since seeing all the treasures Jane Hosman found there for her house in Norman.

Finally ate the famous Oklahoma City Vietnamese pho. So delicate and yummy. And I am improving on my chopstick usage, utensils I find highly intimidating yet am determined to master before summer's end.

Frank Rich on the good journalism being done at Rolling Stone, aka the General Stanley McChrystal scoop.

Every time my mom gets a snocone, she orders diet banana. I find this hilarious.

Saw Toy Story 3. Pretty much laughed like a little girl. I'm not big on animated movies, but Pixar gets things so pitch perfect it's hard not to leave a movie feeling one hundred percent wonderful.

A malt and burger at the Nichols Hills Drugstore. A summer goal come true.
Also, if you ever get the chance to wander around the tiny grocery store right beside it, please do. We're talking plush green carpets, family crests, Grandma's house, suits of armor...

Animal Collective's Summertime Clothes is so perfectly
restlessOklahomasummerIlovemyboyfriendanditfeelslikeBonTempsoutside that I can't help but post them a second time.

Sweet summer night and I'm stripped to my sheets
Forehead is leaking, my AC squeaks and
A voice from the clock says, "You're not gonna get tired"
My bed is a pool and the walls are on fire
Soak my head in the sink for a while
Chills on my neck and it makes me smile but
My bones have to move and my skin's gotta breathe
You pick up the phone and I'm so relieved
You slide down your stairs to the heated street
And the sun has left us with slippery feet
And I want to walk around with you
And I want to walk around with you
And be here with you, we're goin'

It doesn't really matter, I'll go where you feel
Hunt for the breeze, get a midnight meal
I point in the windows, you point out the parks
Rip off your sleeves and I'll ditch my socks
We'll dance to the songs from the cars as they pass
Weave through the cardboard, smell that trash
Walking around in our summertime clothes,
Nowhere to go while our bodies glow
And we'll greet the dawn in its morning blues
With purple yawn, you'll be sleeping soon
And I want to walk around with you
And I want to walk around with you

When the sun goes down, we'll go out again
Don't cool off, I like your warmth

Let's leave the sound of the heat for the sound of the rain
It's easy to sleep when it wets my brain
It covers my rest with a saccharine sheen
Kissing the wind through my window screen
The restlessness calls us, that I cannot hide
So much on my mind that it spills outside
Do you want to go stroll down the financial street?
Our clothes might get soaked, but the buildings sleep
And there's no one pushing for a place
As we end up at an easy pace
And I want to walk around with you
And I want to walk around with you
I want to walk around with you
Just you, just you, just you...