Alaia

The weather is changing. As the days get shorter and the sun fades i feel a sense of dread come over me. It's not cold now. Its almost pleasant, but its coming.. the doom of winter. Of cold mornings and dry skin and space heaters. layers and layers of uncomfotableness clinging and pulling and weighing you down. wool and socks and shoes. Gloves and hats ugh. no more open windows, and open toes- no cotton dresses-and sunny days that last well into the night. i cannot bring myself to look much less touch the winter clothes that are now filling the stores.. iI'm in denial- and maybe i have a small hope that time will reverse and it will just be summer all over again. all of this aside, the alaia images i found today in the new york city public library reference section ARE beautiful.. and the library is as well. Steven schwarztman builidng is absolutely stunning. The art and architecture reading room is a real treat. you can order up any book you can find 3 at a time and they come up from the depths of the library on these little old tiny elevators and hand delivered to you at your brass numbered seat at one of the gorgeous old wood tables with little brass lamps that line the reading hall.