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| Gender | Female |
|---|---|
| Industry | Student |
| Occupation | I think all day. |
| Location | Evanston, Illinois, United States |
| Introduction | A senior in college. A francophile. A Detroiter. A painter and sometimes un cinéaste. An eater of squid ink pasta. An avid traveler. And a dreamer. |
| Interests | art crimes, my bike, the drive-in, glitter, lomography, tea, Steinbeck, old cartoons, Josephine Baker, being a foodist |
| Favorite movies | The Virgin Suicides, Underground, La Femme Nikita, Mute Witness, Heathers, A life less ordinary, Run Lola Run, CQ, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Valley Girl, Wonder Boys, The 5th Element, Diva |
| Favorite music | Badly Drawn Boy, Les Nubians, the Pixies, Air, Stevie Wonder, Fela Kuti, liquid liquid, Todd Rudgren, Cibo Matto, Serge Gainsbourg, Kenna, Brendan Benson, gore gore girls, the Tom Tom Club, Beat Happening, Dinosaur Jr., the Cure |
| Favorite books | Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, East of Edan, Fast food nation, Like water for chocolate, The Phantom Tollbooth, Weetzie Bat, On Beauty |
You have a red jar of cedar chips. Why do moths miss the forest?
Everyone misses their true nature. I guess the moths got lured into big city life with the promise of fine wools and textiles, but overindulgence is overrated. The moths just want a piece of home. I'm going to give them a piece with the contents of my red jar.