Paper three of three is in. I celebrated by getting a cappuccino and almond croissant in Nolita and reading "Hannah Arendt: the Jewish Writings," or some of it, at any rate. Didn't quite finish the croissant either, but let's just say I came a lot closer. Then I walked around Soho and tried on a quite reasonably priced (at Barneys but on sale) and chic-looking pair of "Kate Moss for Topshop" jeans, which I might get--they are the right length, which means they are automatically equivalent to a $15 cheaper pair of tall-person-length pants, but they are a bit low rise, and I'm not a fan of that look.
In case this makes me sound like too much of an intellectual, I should note that I have been avidly following the Jamie-Lynn Spears story. My reaction was about the same as what it was to the baby-production of her older sister.
UPDATE:
The official social-conservative word on the matter.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
"We met in church" UPDATED
Posted by Phoebe Maltz Bovy at Thursday, December 20, 2007
Labels: haute couture, haute cuisine, I am an intellectual
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I recall reading somewhere Martin Heidegger say about Aredt (from memory) "she taught how to love and not feel sin." That's quite a testimony. She must have been compelling company.
Imagine if they were alive today and their affair was covered in the gossip -sheets along with Spears? You know Martin dodging all the "are you still Nazi?" questions from the paparazzi.
I'm quite sure that even if they were alive today, Perez Hilton would have nothing to say about them.
' ... Tonight on The Factor we have Martin Heidegger ... Martin, what say you about the rumors ...'
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