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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.9.2 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Thu, 11 Mar 2010 19:44:53 GMT--><rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:rss="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:cc="http://web.resource.org/cc/"><rss:channel rdf:about="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/"><rss:title>Litwit</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.lit-wit.com/main/</rss:link><rss:description></rss:description><dc:language>en-US</dc:language><dc:date>2010-03-11T19:44:53Z</dc:date><admin:generatorAgent rdf:resource="http://www.squarespace.com/">Squarespace Site Server v5.9.2 (http://www.squarespace.com/)</admin:generatorAgent><rss:items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/10/the-gospel-according-to-coco-chanel.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/9/men-at-forty.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/8/lands-end-canvas.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/8/sandra-bullock-wins-big.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/7/in-the-family.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/7/alias-man-ray-at-the-jewish-museum.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/7/last-night-janet-mcteer-signed-her-um-breasts-for-me.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/6/that-little-touch-of-spring.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/5/manny-the-king-fisher.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/4/march-is-like.html"/></rdf:Seq></rss:items></rss:channel><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/10/the-gospel-according-to-coco-chanel.html"><rss:title>The Gospel According to Coco Chanel</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/10/the-gospel-according-to-coco-chanel.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Kari</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-03-10T22:01:35Z</dc:date><dc:subject>books</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img src="http://www.lit-wit.com/storage/G.-Chanel-by-ManRay.L.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1268258548394" alt="" /></span></span></p>
<p>"In the beginning was Coco, and Coco was fashion, and Coco said to the multitude, fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street; fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening.</p>
<p>And the clothes that were elegant were the garments made by Coco, who is Chanel. The cardigans, belted and unbelted, the cardigan coat and day dress, the day dress in beige jersey, the black jersey two-piece evening dress, the evening dresses in white silk net and black Chantilly lace, and in red silk also, to be worn with shoes of red silk and gold piping.</p>
<p>And the suit of tweed, herringbone, or boucl&eacute;, with edgings of contrasting jersey or braid, and the quilted lining of silk, and the blouse of silk that matches the lining, and the skirt that is neither long nor short, but perfect in the eyes of the stylish.</p>
<p>And inside the garments made by Coco, who is Chanel, all is beautiful, a sight to behold, because elegance means a thing's as beautiful on the wrong side as on the right, and luxurious is a garment that is pretty whether it is buttoned or unbuttoned.&nbsp;</p>
<p>And then Coco, who is Chanel, said art is imperfection, disorder is the symbol of luxury. But the garments that issued from the palace at Cambon were perfect in the eyes of all who had eyes to see them, and the multitude declared Coco a great artist, and she said, you do not understand, I am a dressmaker."</p>
<p>&mdash; Karen Karbo, <em><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Gospel-According-Coco-Chanel-Lessons/dp/1599215233">The Gospel According to Coco Chanel</a>&nbsp;(avec&nbsp;<a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/special/chanel/l.asp?img=12">la photo</a>&nbsp;de mon ami <a href="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/7/alias-man-ray-at-the-jewish-museum.html">Man Ray</a>)</em></p>
<p>PS: Not to fear; <em>The Gospel According to Coco Chanel </em>also included a whole chapter on the obvious importance of not hooking up with Nazis.</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/9/men-at-forty.html"><rss:title>Men at Forty</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/9/men-at-forty.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Kari</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-03-09T16:42:23Z</dc:date><dc:subject>poetry</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Men at forty<br />Learn to close softly<br />The doors to rooms they will not be<br />Coming back to.</p>
<p>At rest on a stair landing,<br />They feel it moving<br />Beneath them now like the deck of a ship,<br />Though the swell is gentle.</p>
<p>And deep in mirrors<br />They rediscover<br />The face of the boy as he practices tying<br />His father's tie there in secret,</p>
<p>And the face of that father,<br />Still warm with the mystery of lather.<br />They are more fathers than sons themselves now.<br />Something is filling them, something</p>
<p>That is like the twilight sound<br />Of the crickets, immense,<br />Filling the woods at the front of the slope<br />Behind their mortgaged houses.</p>
<p>&mdash; <a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/poem.html?id=19518">Donald Justice&nbsp;</a></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/8/lands-end-canvas.html"><rss:title>Lands' End Canvas</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/8/lands-end-canvas.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Kari</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-03-08T21:57:03Z</dc:date><dc:subject>amuse-bouche</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>While sitting here waiting for the slow cooker to churn out the <a href="http://www.realsimple.com/food-recipes/browse-all-recipes/spiced-braised-beef-sweet-potatoes-00000000008587/index.html">spiced braised beef with sweet potatoes</a>, a young girl's fancy will turn to thoughts of spring&mdash;especially when it's 59 degrees and <em>so pretty</em> outside. And have you seen <a href="http://canvas.landsend.com/canvas/index.html">Lands' End Canvas</a>? This particular New Yorker will be flaunting, un-ironically, her all-American casual Midwestern-ness this spring (I can't fight it, I can't fight it&mdash;and I am watching <em><a href="http://www.theseptemberissue.com/">The September Issue</a></em> bonus materials even as I type this, but&nbsp;kelly green! striped sailor shirts! cheap denim!&mdash;it's bred in the bones):</p>
<p><a href="http://canvas.landsend.com/pp/CottonLawnCampshirt~203179_-1.html?bcc=y&amp;action=order_more&amp;sku_0=::ENN&amp;CM_MERCH=IDX_00017__0000002201&amp;origin=index">Women's cotton lawn camp shirt</a></p>
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<p><a href="http://canvas.landsend.com/pp/FrontShell~206487_-1.html?bcc=y&amp;action=order_more&amp;sku_0=::ELU&amp;CM_MERCH=IDX_00017__0000002201">Women's tuck front shell</a></p>
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<p><a href="http://canvas.landsend.com/pp/SlimLegJeans~203246_-1.html?bcc=y&amp;action=order_more&amp;sku_0=::RND&amp;CM_MERCH=IDX_00017__0000002202&amp;origin=index">Women's slim leg jeans</a></p>
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<p><a href="http://canvas.landsend.com/pp/SailorTee~207077_-1.html?bcc=y&amp;action=order_more&amp;sku_0=::TNV&amp;CM_MERCH=IDX_00017__0000002201&amp;origin=index">Women's 3/4 sleeve sailor tee</a>&nbsp;</p>
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<p><a href="http://canvas.landsend.com/pp/OblongPrintCottonScarf~203422_-1.html?bcc=y&amp;action=order_more&amp;sku_0=::ENM&amp;CM_MERCH=IDX_00017__0000002224">Oblong print cotton scarf</a></p>
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<p>And to finish it off: a pair of <a href="http://www.shoes.com/Shopping/ProductDetails.aspx?p=EC1108162&amp;pg=5072366">Minnetonka Moccasin ankle boots</a>!</p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img src="http://www.lit-wit.com/storage/Screen shot 2010-03-08 at 17.35.56.png?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1268087779471" alt="" /></span></span></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/8/sandra-bullock-wins-big.html"><rss:title>Sandra Bullock wins big</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/8/sandra-bullock-wins-big.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Kari</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-03-08T19:20:00Z</dc:date><dc:subject>video</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I haven't seen the film and don't intend to (it looks painfully paint-by-numbers to me), but this is the classiest acceptance speech I've seen in a long time, and double triple quadruple points for not making it sound like a reward bestowed upon her by god. Also, she's wearing the best lipstick maybe ever.</p>
<p><embed src="http://v.wordpress.com/wp-content/plugins/video/flvplayer.swf?ver=1.18" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="358" seamlesstabbing="true" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" overstretch="true" flashvars="guid=REuhQHT9&amp;width=400&amp;height=224&amp;locksize=no&amp;qc_publisherId=p-18-mFEk4J448M" title="Sandra Bullock Oscars 2010 Acceptance Speech"></embed></p>
<p>And the <a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/blogs-and-stories/2010-03-08/the-best-oscar-moments/4/">best presenters</a> of the night: LL &amp; Iron Man.</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/7/in-the-family.html"><rss:title>In the family</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/7/in-the-family.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Kari</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-03-07T21:57:02Z</dc:date><dc:subject>family personal</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My brother Todd took this in Florida last month, of my brother Scott and his son Tyler hiking on Marco Island. They camped and fished and let loose the ashes of my niece Sarah's dog Sandy, who was put to sleep on New Year's Eve. They brought her other dog Rascal along to keep it all in the family, I guess. Also, it's clear from the rest of the pictures he sent that at least one person was wearing a Wisconsin t-shirt at all times, which at this point should surprise no one and might actually be some kind of law.</p>
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<p>My family: of all the precious things I know, they are the most.</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/7/alias-man-ray-at-the-jewish-museum.html"><rss:title>Alias Man Ray at the Jewish Museum</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/7/alias-man-ray-at-the-jewish-museum.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Kari</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-03-07T20:15:15Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Man Ray New York City amuse-bouche poetry</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote>
<p>"Photography is not Art. It is not even an art. Art is the expression of the conception of an idea. Photography is the plastic verification of fact." <br />&mdash; Marius de Zayas in <em>Camera Work</em> (from <a href="http://shop.thejewishmuseum.org/jmuseum/product.asp?s_id=0&amp;prod_name=SALE!+Alias+Man+Ray&amp;pf_id=PAMDICODBONDDFHL&amp;dept_id=3395"><em>Alias Man Ray: The Art of Reinvention</em></a>, at the <a href="http://www.thejewishmuseum.org/exhibitions/manray">Jewish Museum, New York</a>)</p>
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<p>I'm pretty determined that my interests in life won't be cut off at the knees by a lazy inability to appreciate the "static arts." So I'm going to start haunting the museums in this town, and let what will bubble up <em>bubble up.</em> Today I learned a little bit about the Dadaists, and Surrealism, and rayographs, and shadows and light and <a href="http://translate.google.com/#en|fr|the%20hand"><em>la main</em></a>, and a man who tried, in a way, to build a life by hiding <a href="http://www.kb.nl/bc/koopman/1931-1939/c201-en.html">behind his</a>. Also: <a href="http://www.thejewishmuseum.org/manrayinparis">Paris</a>! That was the key, a string I can build from; starting from Paris might be my ticket inside after all. And you know what? I went slowly, and it went well.</p>
<p><em>Man Ray, Le violon d&rsquo;Ingres, 1924</em></p>
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<p><em>Man Ray, Noire et Blanche, 1926</em></p>
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<p><em>Man Ray, Untitled, from the portfolio &Eacute;lectricit&eacute;, 1931</em></p>
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<p><em>Man Ray, &Eacute;lectricit&eacute;, from the portfolio &Eacute;lectricit&eacute;, 1931</em></p>
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<p><em>Man Ray, Marcel Duchamp, Solarized Portrait, 1930</em></p>
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<p><em>Man Ray, Interior or Still Life + Room, 1918</em></p>
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<p><em>Man Ray, La fortune, 1938</em></p>
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<p><em>Man Ray, Untitled (Self-Portrait with Camera), 1930, printed 1935/6</em></p>
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<p><em>Pablo Picasso, Portrait of Man Ray, 1934</em></p>
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<p>Several small houses<br />Discreetly separated by foliage<br />And the night&mdash;<br />Maintaining their several identities<br />By light</p>
<p>Which fills the inside of each&mdash;<br />Not as masses they stand<br />But as walls<br />Enclosing and excluding<br />Like shawls</p>
<p>About little old women&mdash;<br />What mystery hides within<br />What curiosity lurks without<br />One the other<br />Knows nothing about</p>
<p>&mdash; Man Ray, "Three Dimensions"</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/7/last-night-janet-mcteer-signed-her-um-breasts-for-me.html"><rss:title>Last night Janet McTeer signed her, um, breasts for me</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/7/last-night-janet-mcteer-signed-her-um-breasts-for-me.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Kari</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-03-07T13:54:00Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Harriet Walter Janet McTeer Mary Stuart theater</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think that makes her a rock star.</p>
<p>Also: I've waited eight long months to get this poster signed and Harriet Walter, you are not off the hook.</p>
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<p>+ That post title is a huge mistake, isn't it?</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/6/that-little-touch-of-spring.html"><rss:title>That little touch of spring</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/6/that-little-touch-of-spring.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Kari</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-03-07T00:39:41Z</dc:date><dc:subject>New York City</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was sunny and windy and I didn't dress warm enough and the train didn't stop at the right station, but at the end of the road&mdash;sorry, the bus and the subway and the train and the road&mdash;was <a href="http://www.nybg.org/tos10/">the Orchid Show at the Botanical Garden</a><span> in the Bronx. Can you believe something in the world looks like this? Plants are crazy. And the gardenias! sitting all high and proud in the trees like snooty old ladies in their prim little Sunday bonnets, holy <span>moly</span>! they smelled just like heaven. </span><em>Or something much, much better.</em></p>
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<p>Meanwhile, back on the outside, they are pushing temperance.</p>
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<p>+ breathe deep: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/casualheap/sets/72157623445071629/">more more MORE spring</a> @ <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/casualheap/">flickr</a></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/5/manny-the-king-fisher.html"><rss:title>Manny the king fisher</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/5/manny-the-king-fisher.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Kari</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-03-05T22:15:07Z</dc:date><dc:subject>television</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img src="http://www.lit-wit.com/storage/Screen shot 2010-03-04 at 21.30.51.png?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1267827332279" alt="" /></span></span></p>
<p>"Wake up, old man! She's trying to get me on that roller coaster."</p>
<p>Nothing in TV land beats the genius of this freakin' kid on <a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/132052/modern-family-fears#s-p1-so-i0"><em>Modern Family</em></a>. He is the very <em>ne plus ultra</em> of actor + role.</p>
<p>(P.S. When's the last time I posted anything about television? <a href="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2009/5/15/30-rock-kidney-now.html">May 15, 2009</a>, that's when. <em>A million years ago.)</em></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/4/march-is-like.html"><rss:title>March is like</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2010/3/4/march-is-like.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Kari</dc:creator><dc:date>2010-03-04T17:56:46Z</dc:date><dc:subject>amuse-bouche</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img src="http://www.lit-wit.com/storage/20100304-DSC_0017.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1267726277820" alt="" /></span></span></p>
<p>Let's try this again.&nbsp;</p>
<p>I come here with a firm resolve not to blog by complaint. It's so easy, isn't it? Grumpiness. So <em>autopilot.</em> And my level of complaining&mdash;the weather? A woman I used to work with in Chicago was killed in her own home along with her husband and youngest son earlier this week, three lives undone just like that, and over what? How do you know? Whatever it was, it will never be worth it. So I don't even know what complaining is anymore. I know what a dark day is, but I will not bring it here. The world doesn't need more of my shadows on it, not the kind that last.</p>
<p><em><a href="http://www.lit-wit.com/main/2008/3/19/here-if-you-need-me.html">Anything could happen, but only one thing will</a>.</em></p>
<p>This morning I was taking a package to the UPS around the corner (spring returns!) and some dude shouted "Hey lady!" as I passed him. The package was heavy, I kept going. "Hey lady!" he called again. "You dropped something!" So I stopped with this huge box of shoes in my arms and turned around to look, and he smiled and pointed down at the sidewalk and said, "Yeah, right there's where you dropped my heart." They're everywhere, these sidewalk Romeos. When I came back out of the store, one of them was helping an old woman&mdash;they're everywhere, too&mdash;pick up some packages that had fallen out of her shopping cart, he had set his own grocery bag down on the pavement and was stacking hers gingerly back in the cart for her, one by one. And for a couple of minutes the world was getting along fine.</p>
<p>Anyway, this was my lunch today, and I enjoyed the holy hell out of it.</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item></rdf:RDF>