Today

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Basics punched up with a shot of color, red lipstick. I continue to draw inspiration from Jeana's closet visits.

Birthdays

My birthday last year seems so long ago. Those few days of celebration were full of so much laughter and warm company. Jack, Jen and Ryan flew into Portland. Mami threw me a pizza party, which was soon followed by debauchery. I was surrounded by friends and family the entire time. It was the last week before I left Portland, a week of Chef's tastings at Park Kitchen, a visit to the grilled cheese school bus on NE Alberta, and not enough packing of boxes.

This year, my birthday was markedly different in several ways, quieter and more secluded than most that have punctuated my life. There was still laughter, still warmth. My former American flatmate whisked me away to an undisclosed location, which ended up being sleepy Kampot. And, among acquaintances (since Cambodia is so small), we spent the three-day weekend at Les Mangieurs (The Mango Trees, in French), enjoying the view of river from our perched location, traipsing about the small town for baked scones or Sri Lankan treats, and perusing the offerings at the local bookstore, which, in its one-room stock, blows away most bookstores in Phnom Penh. I picked up a Naipaul and another Kapuscinski.

The weekend flew by in a hazy blur.

Baubles

Baubles from home. Completely necessary.

The Oven, and Sofia

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Last week, I moved into a new home with an oven, which is perfect because one of my resolutions this year is to find more balance in life -- and baking at home is one of those simple pleasures I've missed dearly. The past 7+ months in Cambodia were intense and amazing and more wonderful (and challenging) than I could have expected. But by the time I arrived stateside, I realized that, in addition to being left inspired, I was also frayed around the edges, tired. In need of simple comfort.

It's evening in Phnom Penh, the end of a busy day. There's something strangely incongruent about living in this country and enjoying the waft from chocolate brownies baking in the oven. Like two disparate realities colliding. Outside, the night is warm, the streets dimly lit and quiet.

Tonight, I'm going to curl up and (finally!) watch Somewhere, as it was (annoyingly) only playing in one theatre in Los Angeles when I was stateside. That's the plan.

Excited

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I won one of the necklaces Jeana was giving away -- good thing, too, as Cambodia offers slim pickings for fun jewelry.

Home

Gazpacho for dinner last night, after tapas and chatting with a lovely couple who is researching cross-border migration in SE Asia, including what factors contribute to human trafficking in those areas. I'm always intrigued by the work people do here, and even more tickled when I find a confluence between their work and mine. Interesting times.

The new place feels very homey.

Words.

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