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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>The musings of a twenty-something finding her way in the big city.</description><title>Dreamy and Shit</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @dreamyandshit)</generator><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Defenestrations: The light of the moon is reflective.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://jayarrarr.tumblr.com/post/20973684365/the-light-of-the-moon-is-reflective"&gt;Defenestrations: The light of the moon is reflective.&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jayarrarr.tumblr.com/post/20953545520/the-light-of-the-moon-is-reflective" target="_blank"&gt;jayarrarr&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“What do you want?” he asked.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And she replied, “I don’t know.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Because she couldn’t decide between bricks of bartered and broken things. She wanted to dance barefoot in moonlight and feel the blades of grass cut and tickle her naked soles like velvet-lined stares.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She wanted…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20974875530</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20974875530</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2012 14:56:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me;Other times...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xQXtTgCvyn0?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me;&lt;br/&gt;Other times I can barely see.&lt;br/&gt;Lately it occurs to me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What a long, strange trip it’s been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;—-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Further performed this last night at The Beacon Theatre in New York City. I wish I could have seen the Dead when Jerry Garcia was still alive, but Phil Lesh and Bob Weir can still jam. Incredible at their age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20916475381</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20916475381</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2012 15:42:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>jeanjeanie61:

Jean Dessès Gown - 1950
L’Art Et La Mode...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m28r5coNtH1qh0yodo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jeanjeanie61.tumblr.com/post/20913080990/jean-desses-gown-1950-lart-et-la-mode-no-2740"&gt;jeanjeanie61&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jean Dessès Gown - 1950&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;L’Art Et La Mode No.2740&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I want to get married in a dress like this.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20914172311</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20914172311</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2012 14:54:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>My Life Right Now</title><description>&lt;a href="http://ecantwell.tumblr.com/post/20912443002/how-to"&gt;My Life Right Now&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ecantwell.tumblr.com/post/20912443002/how-to"&gt;ecantwell&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I wanted to avoid learning anything useful.” —Patricia Highsmith&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so I began to spend my days&lt;br/&gt;running beside the lake&lt;br/&gt;with the geese. I stopped counting, I started&lt;br/&gt;singing songs I made up on the spot. When my&lt;br/&gt;father begged me to at least figure out&lt;br/&gt;how to use TurboTax, I scoffed. I&lt;br/&gt;gave away…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20913966096</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20913966096</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2012 14:50:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>timelightbox:

Fantasy No. 1,2004. Jen Davis
Jen Davis looks to...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m27ystTwi01r146zvo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://timelightbox.tumblr.com/post/20814103822/fantasy-no-1-2004-jen-davis-jen-davis-looks-to"&gt;timelightbox&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fantasy No. 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2004. Jen Davis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Jen Davis looks to self-portraiture as a way to deal with her insecurities about her body image. See the stunning work accompanied with an essay by Hannah Frieser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/Hs8ER1%20"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on Flak Photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Davis still uses the camera as a tool to help her understand the world around her. A decade into this project, she finds that her body is changing. As in the past, she continues to photograph through every new circumstance and allows the camera to make sense of it all.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20818473803</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20818473803</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2012 22:05:39 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>What a great idea… I’m definitely planning on...</title><description>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/36163411?title=0&amp;byline=0&amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="300" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a great idea… I’m definitely planning on participating in Sketchbook Project 2013. Sign up begins April 18.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20802959521</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20802959521</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2012 18:22:42 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Looking forward to this event.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.housingworks.org/events/detail/god-bless-your-mr.-vonnegut-a-celebration-of-kurt-vonneguts-life-and-work"&gt;Looking forward to this event.&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20789066802</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20789066802</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2012 14:22:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Defenestrations: In You</title><description>&lt;a href="http://jayarrarr.tumblr.com/post/20768379836/in-you"&gt;Defenestrations: In You&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://jayarrarr.tumblr.com/post/20768379836/in-you"&gt;jayarrarr&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alone I feel (mosttimes) light and real and mostly-muchly me. With you (most of you) I feel stilted and subsumed, yet with these I felt strong. They are a weight I can bear; a feel my heart can carry without being dragged under by a random rip. Our souls sing to solace in the same tune, and this…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20788859609</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20788859609</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2012 14:18:50 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>rachelfershleiser:

slaughterhouse90210:

“She could not explain...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m27tmvrkbO1qzy4ewo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://rachelfershleiser.com/post/20786680279/slaughterhouse90210-she-could-not-explain-or"&gt;rachelfershleiser&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://slaughterhouse90210.tumblr.com/post/20777767998/she-could-not-explain-or-quite-understand-that-it"&gt;slaughterhouse90210&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“She could not explain or quite understand that it wasn’t altogether jealousy she felt, it was rage. And not because she couldn’t shop like that or dress like that. It was because that was what girls were supposed to be like. That was what men - people, everybody - thought they should be like. Beautiful, treasured, spoiled, selfish, pea-brained.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;― Alice Munro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Runaway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mmmhmm.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20788114374</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20788114374</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2012 14:03:50 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>When it’s not always raining there’ll be days like...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BteIwbKU_iQ?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When it’s not always raining there’ll be days like this&lt;br/&gt;When there’s no one complaining there’ll be days like this&lt;br/&gt;When everything falls into place like the flick of a switch&lt;br/&gt;Well my mama told me there’ll be days like this&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When you don’t need to worry there’ll be days like this&lt;br/&gt;When no one’s in a hurry there’ll be days like this&lt;br/&gt;When you don’t get betrayed by that old Judas kiss&lt;br/&gt;Oh my mama told me there’ll be days like this&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When you don’t need an answer there’ll be days like this&lt;br/&gt;When you don’t meet a chancer there’ll be days like this&lt;br/&gt;When all the parts of the puzzle start to look like they fit&lt;br/&gt;Then I must remember there’ll be days like this&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When everyone is up front and they’re not playing tricks&lt;br/&gt;When you don’t have no freeloaders out to get their kicks&lt;br/&gt;When it’s nobody’s business the way that you wanna live&lt;br/&gt;I just have to remember there’ll be days like this&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When no one steps on my dreams there’ll be days like this&lt;br/&gt;When people understand what I mean there’ll be days like this&lt;br/&gt;When you ring out the changes of how everything is&lt;br/&gt;Well my mama told me there’ll be days like this&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20754204560</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20754204560</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Apr 2012 22:11:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Happy Easter!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;#8220;Of course, early Christians realized that the idea that humanity is good and even worth saving is as unlikely and absurd as their theology. But that didn’t stop them from having hope.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/four-reasons-early-christians-were-totally-awesome-punks/"&gt;http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/four-reasons-early-christians-were-totally-awesome-punks/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20753702424</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20753702424</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Apr 2012 22:04:33 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but..."</title><description>““Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt; Oscar Wilde&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20447464217</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20447464217</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 22:52:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>
An Australian wrote that Gardner’s swearing was “like a sailor...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1wx0l5DNN1qefgdko1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;An Australian wrote that Gardner’s swearing was “like a sailor and a truck driver were having a competition.” Even after she threw a glass of champagne at him, his only thought was “the only thing I could think was how bloody gorgeous the woman was”.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20445451555</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20445451555</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 22:19:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>from by9</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lz9rlpTwMu1r1kb6lo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;from &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://by9.tumblr.com/post/20441551859/i-love-this-quote-from-albert-camus-so-i-decide"&gt;by9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20443118479</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20443118479</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 21:44:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"But, I always liked side paths, little dark back- alleys behind the main road - there one finds..."</title><description>“But, I always liked side paths, little dark back- alleys behind the main road - there one finds adventures and surprises and precious metal in the dirt.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Fyodor Dostoyevsky, “The Brothers Karamazov” (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://literations.tumblr.com/"&gt;literations&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20404830586</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20404830586</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 08:14:43 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>i thank You God for most this amazing</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i thank You God for most this amazing&lt;br/&gt;day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees&lt;br/&gt;and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything&lt;br/&gt;which is natural which is infinite which is yes&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;(i who have died am alive again today,&lt;br/&gt;and this is the sun&amp;#8217;s birthday; this is the birth&lt;br/&gt;day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay&lt;br/&gt;great happening illimitably earth)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;how should tasting touching hearing seeing&lt;br/&gt;breathing any&amp;#8212;lifted from the no&lt;br/&gt;of all nothing&amp;#8212;human merely being&lt;br/&gt;doubt unimaginable You?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;(now the ears of my ears awake and&lt;br/&gt;now the eyes of my eyes are opened)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- e. e. cummings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20404399735</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20404399735</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 07:57:05 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>typewrittenword:

by e.e. cummings
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1w46112eS1rp32b4o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://typewrittenword.tumblr.com/post/20397641357/by-e-e-cummings"&gt;typewrittenword&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;by e.e. cummings&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20397732593</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20397732593</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 02:21:28 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>How to stay creative.</title><description>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/24302498?title=0&amp;byline=0&amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;How to stay creative.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20396511958</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20396511958</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 01:38:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>coffeemakescreative:

Wonderful rebranding of Always Tampons by...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1uzgzwn4e1qzpnzoo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1uzgzwn4e1qzpnzoo2_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://coffeemakescreative.tumblr.com/post/20351424322/wonderful-rebranding-of-always-tampons-by"&gt;coffeemakescreative&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wonderful rebranding of &lt;em&gt;Always Tampons&lt;/em&gt; by Minneapolis based &lt;a href="http://cargocollective.com/hedahokschirr"&gt;Heda Hokschirr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dear Duane Reade,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Please start selling these?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20396389917</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20396389917</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 01:34:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Bookmark</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://jayarrarr.tumblr.com/post/20395629433/bookmark" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;jayarrarr&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ve been told&lt;em&gt; ignorance is bliss&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br/&gt;I never understood&lt;br/&gt;        that particular cliché —&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Until now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I find myself buried beneath&lt;br/&gt;            the love your lies built. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’m claustrophobic&lt;br/&gt;           (&amp;amp;oxygenistoospareforspaces)&lt;br/&gt;And stuck.&lt;br/&gt;Remember when we&lt;br/&gt;             were everything we never were?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was happy then.&lt;br/&gt;Perhaps I should reevaluate&lt;br/&gt;My definition of &lt;em&gt;content&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It rests in lies and I’ve always been&lt;br/&gt;More comfortable in fiction. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20396162382</link><guid>http://dreamyandshit.tumblr.com/post/20396162382</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 01:27:49 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
