Yesterday was the STL IA/STL Style photoshoot, on Comptom and Cherokee. We brought our own props, got our own t-shirts, and rocked our own inner-models.
Afterwards, I treated everyone I met with slightly more disdain, since I was now a working 'model.'
The evening was a lovely first visit to the Barnes and Nobles in Ladue. Though much smaller than what I'm used to in the Seattle suburbs, it was still a nostalgic multi-hour multi-bookpile visit to the cafe. I devoured the current issue of Harper's, including an interesting essay by Nicolas Baker (the author of last year's the Anthologist) on pacifism. I'm hoping to guest post about this over at the Chang Dong Times soon. I do wish that Harper's made more of their content available online (or that someone who subscribes would lend me their password).
Other books I picked up and piled: The new translation of War and Peace, in paperback. Alas, wish-list relegated. Several National Geographic photo albums. Ethiopia travel guides. Fast food nation. Swahili phrase book. Many more.
But oh BN, I love you but...
Of these, I only 'needed' 1. a Swahili phrasebook, and 2. a gift for a graduating friend. I found the best options in both categories, pulled out my laptop, checked the (lower) Amazon price, and one click ordered with free two day delivery and no sales tax. Then, I read until the store closed and left the beautiful books behind.
Does this make me a terrible person?
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