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I go through new bands like New Yorkers go through disposable coffee cups. However my newest addiction is a little "out there" as some people say. They are self-titled, School of Seven Bells (SVIIB) is named after a rumoured pickpocket academy (how edgy eh?) They sound like fairies that got their feet stuck on a reverb pedal. Do not how ever, assume that that is a bad thing... two women and the former guitarist of Secret Machines form a trio of garageband porportions mixed with fabulously clear backbeats and an indie beckoning of magnanomous proportions. So feel free to wear your Tom's and appropriote slouchy winter beany and impress your pack of friends with this band that does not hit Top 40. (Possibly because they lack the innovation...just a side note.) Moving on swiftly from that little digg at my new Brooklyn friends, they are worth a second so check em. Particularly the fan favorite "Half Asleep", woot to you all they have a myspace AND they are itunes (maybe they are Top 40 bound, ha!)


There are also more ways to wear this simple piece of fabric but basically it is fabulous. Not to mention the perfect thing to travel with. Check it at americanapparel or try to make it yourself... (just buy it you know you won't make it...)
Colin, Nicholas, Jackson, and Zachary in the front!
Boys with my uncle Sterling... he looks a little handicapped here...
My personal favorite cause Grandpa has his tongue out too, WHAT a keeper! Love em.
I am reading a book entitled, "Princess" by Jean Sasson. It is not only mesmorizing but fabulously educational. It is a true story about the life of a Saudi Arabian princess. It tells real accounts of how life is for Muslim women. It is astonishing to me all these women endure from limited clothing rights to becoming sex slaves with no escape. Jean Sasson got her information first hand from a princess who gave her intimate details of her upbringing, country, and experiences. Surprisingly my favorite part of the book is that which I thought would deter me from my reading: The book explains WHY Muslim men think the way they do. And although, yes, it is ignorant and degrading to a eastern woman you learn that in their minds their prophet has led them into their beliefs and they are simply following the generations before them that have taught entitlement, inequality, and disrespect. In their minds they are just playing a role that they were born to fulfill. Twisted and unnatural to me the book is filled with ethically situational drama that pulls the reader out of any former comfort and into a foreign world that makes you want to scream. Although screaming may be an easier option...there are others. There are ways we can help these women... first of all by educating ourselves as to whats happening, being educated is the first step in any direction so check out the book or the whole trilogy. There are women, countless women out there with no options, no voice and as trite as it sounds we have the voices to help.... (Insert cheesy music here...)