Big Suspension for Big Buff? Thoughts on Kuznetsov, Namestnikov and more ...
Yesterday I went from flat shoes to pointe shoes to flat shoes to pointe shoes to flat shoes to pointe shoes. That’s 5 shoes changes, with 0 exaggeration. A constant alternation of footwear from death traps to soggy canvas slippers can only mean one thing: Up Close On Hope is just around the corner.
With just one month left in the season (crazy), my inherent and at times unhinging need for sunshine and warm weather has been kicked into the highest gear. Luckily this lazy Sunday morning has served up some sunny windowsills, and I’m more than content eating spoonfuls of cinnamon raisin almond butter/strawberry preserves (game-changing combination, you guys), drinking tea, watering my new “love fern” and reading some short stories by the raddest B.J. Novak. Have you guys read his n