1999

I've been thinking lately about how this decade only has about six months left. For some reason, the fact that 1999 was then years ago is sort of, to use a Buffy the Vampire Slayer term, wigging me out. I was 15 then. Wow. It feels sort of good that there's a good ten years between current Sahar and 15 year old Sahar.

The summer of 1999 was when I first read The Catcher in the Rye and To Kill a Mockingbird. I remember getting into a huge fight with my step-brother for ruining my Donna's CD. I remember swimming in a pool as it was being refilled with water. I went to an art camp where I impressed this counselor who looked a lot like Aladdin by knowing about things like Dadaism. I remember my bedroom getting infested with insects because I left out this summer sausage I was supposed to sell for some fund raiser. It was all and all a pretty shitty time.

I wanted to gather and share some things that came out in 1999 that I liked a lot at the time.


Coffee and TV by Blur. I think it still holds up.



For some reason, I was really obsessed with this Gap commercial.



I was especially into the guy with the ridiculous hair (he sings, "gonna dress you up in my love, in my love"), even though he would later be responsible for this. I made my mom buy me a pair of Gap flared corduroys for Christmas that year. In our house, since we've never done anything in a normal fashion, the "from" tags at Christmas were usually a silly joke. For the cords, she put "eyebrows" and I knew immediately what was inside the package because for months all I ever talked about was how mesmerizing his eyebrows were She accidentally bought the pants ten sizes too big. Oopsie!

1999 was also the year Rushmore came out. I saw it with my dad in the River Oaks Theater in Houston. We felt special because it was filmed in Houston, even though they never mentioned it.


Youtube is being dumb and not letting me embed this. It is my all time favorite music video.

And of course, how could I end a post about being 15 in 1999 without including some Fiona Apple.

Oh, Romance

I got home last night I had two "boyfriends" in my inbox.

Hunk #1, from my dear sister, Yasmine.


This one is from Katie. It features our 27th president, William Howard Taft.


In other romance news, whenever I sent someone something on Facebook, an ad like this shows up:



Then when you are bored with your Iranian girl you purchased at a great price, you can go chat with your friends using this service:



Or if you love Jesus, get a hold of these people.



Sorry that none of these banners go anywhere.

A Tasty, Plushy Friend

A week or so ago, I received an text from my dear friend Fawn saying she purchased me a gift. All she would tell me was that it involved the word, "pork." This of course intrigued me. What appeared in our mailbox surpassed anything I could have imagined.







Apparently, he is supposed to go like this. Pardon, my gross fingers. I had an ink accident yesterday.



The text on his lil' tag says, "Plush dumplings filled with love...and pork. It doesn't get any more delicious. Whether steamed or fried, these mini pot stickers are sure to warm your taste and your heart---not to mention your love of food-based stuffed things."

It's nice and rainy.

Today was a good day.

Despite failing at drawing realistic boats (don't ask).
Despite spilling a bottle of water in my bag.
Despite the fact that I then spilled a bottle of ink in my bag.
Despite while cleaning the spill(s), I dropped my sketchbook in a puddle.

Because I got a really cute hair cut yesterday and I look like myself again!

Because my wonderful roommate killed the mouse that was roaming our apartment! (It wasn't afraid of people! It was duped by poison. ahhhahha).

Because I saw Adrian Tomine and Seth talk at the Strand and it was really inspiring and lovely.

Because it is summer! And instead of feeling stressed out and overwhelmed, I am eating lots of water melon and watching tons of Kids in the Hall.