the 인증샷 are pouring in now (yes, we had a quick vocab lesson from Our Contact In KOREA, the lovely Seoul Flâneur).
인증샷 = #sightings (or more correctly in KOREAN “evidence shots”)
shall we proceed?
@_coeurdepirate – who also writes beautifully at herzpiratenblog ordered the book and had it sent (parcel post) all the way to AUSTRIA and, in a little correspondence after we admired the setting-with-ballet-shoes, said (in an excerpt below):
oh yes…*blush* straight from austria these days but with the good intention to spread the word not only in the “Alpenrepublik” but taking it even further up north to Norway with me on my next trip back up there next week. And jetsetter as we are, we might even take it further and let it see the rest of Europe, too. ;-)
isn’t that glorious? The ALPS!
doesn’t that remind you of the Chalet School? *shivers* (there’s a nice essay here if you’re not familiar with this reference of hearty sports and snow-bound teen angst in pinafores and woolly caps).
back to (the United States of) America now for our 2nd 인증샷 of the day.
#howtostaysaneinacrazyworld appears to be a Biker Chick.
the book is also going to slip into a bubble bath with one of the young gods of mobile technology….
and is already languishing wantonly on a bed of grapes in SOUTH AFRICA (thank you Colleen!)and Rosie in Silver Lake is protecting her copy from potential invaders.
you may recall that Rosie is one of our favo(u)rite silent screen actresses, along with her late companion Jake.
and in other news.
we went to sip mineral water with Doree Shafrir for Los Angeles I’m Yours.
there’s been a lot of (nice) driving east and west in the past few days (today is the one day a week where we do NOT get in the car – happily keeping who-we-are-in-RL company as she completes the edits on her piece for ELLE CHINA).
one of the trips *saidvaguely* was all the way over there to the virtual bungalow on the Studio Lot to visit Miss Vickie Lester (who has a wickedly funny post on her site that Just went Live *smiles*) as who-we-are-in-RL was doing a digital check up (we curled up quietly on the lovely chaise looking out through the picture window and flicked idly through a vintage copy of Variety of course).
because En Route we stopped for a little breather at a Most charming Armenian cafe where we saw this poster for a hopefully not-forgotten rock band.
now THAT’s a moustache and no mistake.
the men sitting in the cafe drinking harsh coffee (the sort in tiny cups with grounds at the bottom that probably are very bitter unless one adds sugar and we hear people still do that in certain parts of the world) looked Up as we gazed with curious smiles at the poster and got chatting (because we always stop to find out someone’s story) as the kind cafe owner made our skim latte-to-go but did not meet our eye (we have a feeling it was a male refuge of a cafe for men to talk about the Old Days in Armenia so we did not interrupt).
but there was one chap with a moustache and he looked slightly shy as we looked back at the poster so you never know (ever, actually, which makes everything So Refreshing).
and then, later that day, we ended up somewhere we have not been for a while.
it was a regular check up.
but still, we are Not Fond of these places having spent far too much time there while researching the book, if you know what we mean.
the Charming part (because if one looks carefully and diligently enough there is Always a charming part to every situation) was that we followed the (rather Viking-like) lab technician into the room with waiting test tubes and before he could say anything, we slipped into the (quite comfy actually) seat and pulled down the arm rest and rolled up the slim-fit-black-ballet-teacher-like-long-sleeved-top (almost mesh but not quite) and offered the left (slightly dotted with freckles) arm.
you’ve done this before
he smiled, a tiny bit tinged with sadness.
pointing to the scar (which Adores a mention from time to time).
he said, nodding (with some respect we feel, which was Ever so nice because if one is going to carry a slain-across-the-throat-scar, one Does enjoy Respect for one’s inner Russian gangster circa 1941 soul).
and so we proceeded to carry on with our day.
while the scar preened.
more Sightings Please!
we’re Ever so excited over here (if you couldn’t tell – *ironic_moue*)
in fact we heard the book is going to take a few Flights (in the cabin and not inside a mr. amazon box in the Hold this time).
we’re not sure the book drinks, but it probably enjoys a contact high and if placed by the window, will be Thrilled to see the View.
because the View from here is certainly glorious.