Last week, virtually every Senate Republican voted against that tax cut. Now, I know many Republicans have sworn an oath never to raise taxes as long as they live. How could it be that the only time there’s a catch is when it comes to raising taxes on middle-class families? How can you fight tooth and nail to protect high-end tax breaks for the wealthiest Americans, and yet barely lift a finger to prevent taxes going up for 160 million Americans who really need the help? It doesn’t make sense.
President Obama, in a statement today urging Republicans in Congress to extend the payroll tax cut (via barackobama)
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Djimon Hounsou, photographed by Herb Ritts.
I love photography very much. My love affair with photographs started with staring at black and white historical images in textbooks. Then there were the high fashion magazines with the fantastical spreads. I’ve dabbled in photography myself in high school but it was never going to be a serious profession or hobby of mine. There was one photograph that I recently tried to find so I tried googling “life study black and white photo” - although I didn’t find exactly want I wanted to find, there was plenty of excellent photos to look at. This reminded me of Herb Ritts and I looked specifically for this photo. I really enjoyed him and Irving Penn and Helmut Newton.
One should aspire to be surrounded by things that fascinate you so your life is never without a dull moment, and you will always be interested in something.
where? courtesy of Google Street View and Jon Rafman
…on public transportation
Oh, Metro!
I have a love-hate relationship with DC’s Metro system, like everybody else. I have been riding the bus more frequently now with my convenient living location and its proximity to the X2 route. Every time I ride the Metro, I actually prefer to sit in the Series 1000 cabs because it feels like home.
It feels like going into the bedroom of your childhood, except that same bedroom also carried probably millions other people since you were born.
The dim yellow light casting shadows, the silent comfort of strangers minding their own business (and a few crazy ones), the orange/brown carpet signaling the ultimate coziness of the environment, and the warm-hued vinyl seats.
I know I’m home in my city when I step into one of these cabs.
December is here.
Latkes time, folks!
Michelle Obama, Vogue
Valerie Jarrett, Vogue
Susan Rice, Vogue
Condoleezza Rice, Vogue
