{"id":7852,"date":"2015-05-22T14:29:17","date_gmt":"2015-05-22T14:29:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/abitcoquettish.wordpress.com\/?p=7852"},"modified":"2015-08-18T23:27:22","modified_gmt":"2015-08-18T23:27:22","slug":"five-things-5-22","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/five-things-5-22\/","title":{"rendered":"Five Things (5.22.15)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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1. I’ve only just discovered artist FKA twigs<\/a>\u00a0recently and \u00a0I’m in utter awe of her music. It’s raw, but manipulated; sensual, though never grotesque\u2014really, it’s stirring. Otherworldly, even. I’ve had\u00a0“Two Weeks<\/a>” on repeat the past two weeks (how fitting!) and I’m yet to tire of it. It just inspires me to move and more importantly, just listen and\u00a0feel<\/em>.<\/p>\n

2. Leave it to Mindy Kaling to define modern-day, not-quite-platonic relationships with utmost clarity. It’s the most precise label (or description?) I’ve heard since “it’s complicated,” which really just sucks. I’m into the weird romances\u2014no labels is least complicated and most freeing, but real adults will call me a hippy millennial with commitment issues\u2014without having to cast a shadow of negativity that comes with calling something “complicated.”<\/p>\n

She told\u00a0<\/a>InStyle<\/a>:<\/em><\/p>\n

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“I will freely admit: My relationship with B.J. Novak is weird as hell. He is not my boyfriend, but he is not my best friend. I guess you could describe our relationship as a ‘romantically charged camaraderie with loud arguments,’ but I don’t think Facebook would accept this as a new status.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Let’s start a petition, pls.<\/p>\n

3. This past Sunday was another perfect day in the books. Spent in good company with good food, delicious drinks, The Bent Spoon ice cream<\/a> (whose homemade oatmeal walnut cookie is beyond words), and wandering around Paper Source<\/a>\u00a0eyeing all the stationary and\u00a0tchotchkes we simply\u00a0needed<\/em> to own. More days like this, please.<\/p>\n

4. It’s been ages since I put on a proper pair of heels. I’m talking shoes that\u00a0aren’t<\/em> (1) heeled ankle boots, (2) mid-to-chunky high heels, or (3) evening, night-out stilettos.<\/p>\n

So basically, by process of elimination, your bog-standard classic pump.<\/p>\n

I haven’t owned one in a while, too. After my last pair wore out, I was too lazy to hunt down the perfect pair: I’m picky, for starters, and my tiny size-five-feet don’t exactly afford me the luxury of popping into any ol’ store (virtual or IRL) and leaving satisfied. Since salsa dancing (which is mostly done in heels for hours at a time), I’ve convinced myself that my feet needed a break to balance things out, Lucky for me, my office is pretty relaxed on the dress code front; so no pumps were really<\/em>\u00a0needed.<\/p>\n

By chance alone, \u00a0however, I found the perfect pair that ticked all the boxes:<\/p>\n