Tagged?!
Ok, 6 weird things about myself? :) Got tagged recently by Imelda and Terramia, so... here goes:
6. I have synaesthesia. And no, that's not an STD! Synaesthesia for some people means that they smell music, or hear tastes.. for me I just have a color 'value' for every letter and number. 1 is white, 2 is yellow, 3 is blue, etc. For instance, I dislike the American spelling of grAy with an A because for me 'a' is RED and so the English spelling is prettier-- grEy with an E because for me E is blueish.
5. Does this count?-- my lovely late grandmother was friends with Eva Zeisel-- they lived in the same apartment building in NYC and were both artists and had kids the same age.
4. When I was growing up my bro and I weren't allowed to watch TV, eat white bread or "sugar" cereals; I couldn't get my ears pierced until I was 12 and I wasn't allowed to see a PG-13 movie until I was 13!!
On the flipside, however, I started sneaking my mom's makeup from her bathroom and wearing it to school in 5th grade, and when she found out, all she said was, "as long as I can't tell you're wearing it, it's fine." This remains the best make-up lesson I've ever received.
3. I hyperventilate when I get the new issue of Domino in the mail.
2. My main man is from India and a very strict kind of vegetarian, which is a bit of a problem considering I am a New England girl through and through, and I love seafood. But I guessssssss I love him more so we'll see what happens. !Mujhe tumse pyar hai, d'ling!
1. I am seriously unathletic except for one moment in my life: at Oxford on "junior year abroad" I rowed [2-seat] the entire year (yes, writing papers all night, crew at 6am, and going to bed after practice) and got really (for me) muscle-y. When my friend from high school, Regine Jean-Charles, saw me in Paris that spring, she looked my newly-athletic body up and down and said, "Phoeeeebeeee! you've gotten so... ROBUST!" :)
Who's next??
I pick: dear ada; hoping for happy accidents; design agent; designer's library; love made visible, and giornale nuovo! c'mon... don't be shy!
(images from top via: littlebirds; npr; 80s tees; domino's b&w living room gallery; india tourism travel; and upenn's photo archives.)
6. I have synaesthesia. And no, that's not an STD! Synaesthesia for some people means that they smell music, or hear tastes.. for me I just have a color 'value' for every letter and number. 1 is white, 2 is yellow, 3 is blue, etc. For instance, I dislike the American spelling of grAy with an A because for me 'a' is RED and so the English spelling is prettier-- grEy with an E because for me E is blueish.
5. Does this count?-- my lovely late grandmother was friends with Eva Zeisel-- they lived in the same apartment building in NYC and were both artists and had kids the same age.
4. When I was growing up my bro and I weren't allowed to watch TV, eat white bread or "sugar" cereals; I couldn't get my ears pierced until I was 12 and I wasn't allowed to see a PG-13 movie until I was 13!!
On the flipside, however, I started sneaking my mom's makeup from her bathroom and wearing it to school in 5th grade, and when she found out, all she said was, "as long as I can't tell you're wearing it, it's fine." This remains the best make-up lesson I've ever received.3. I hyperventilate when I get the new issue of Domino in the mail.
2. My main man is from India and a very strict kind of vegetarian, which is a bit of a problem considering I am a New England girl through and through, and I love seafood. But I guessssssss I love him more so we'll see what happens. !Mujhe tumse pyar hai, d'ling!
1. I am seriously unathletic except for one moment in my life: at Oxford on "junior year abroad" I rowed [2-seat] the entire year (yes, writing papers all night, crew at 6am, and going to bed after practice) and got really (for me) muscle-y. When my friend from high school, Regine Jean-Charles, saw me in Paris that spring, she looked my newly-athletic body up and down and said, "Phoeeeebeeee! you've gotten so... ROBUST!" :)
Who's next??
I pick: dear ada; hoping for happy accidents; design agent; designer's library; love made visible, and giornale nuovo! c'mon... don't be shy!
(images from top via: littlebirds; npr; 80s tees; domino's b&w living room gallery; india tourism travel; and upenn's photo archives.)
Labels: keeping it real
posted by Phoebe at 11:38 PM
9 Comments:
I'm impressed! You managed to deal with being tagged with much better grace than I could muster. Well done!
You and Hockney and Kandinsky! In good company with the synesthetes. I think it's a terrifically fun problem to have to cope with.
Ooh and I'm in the same boat on No. 4. Add to that list Campbell's chicken noodle soup, caffeinated soda and shaving my legs. All a no-go. The last one might not have mattered were I not a gymnast.
Fascinating! I agree with Heather... mucho grace a in time of maximum vulnerability! (:
thanks heather and terramia!
e-- why no campbell's chicken soup? :) too bad we didn't know each other as tweens-- we could have commiserated... :)
impressive lists, phoebe! ;-) Thanks for playing along.
Fantastic!
Would also add to your list that you were once a "spiral staircase tower girl" at a Cambridge castle.
THANKS so much for writing about your synethsasia, I have been trying to figure out a way to explain it to people my whole life! I also see A as red, and math I do in my head completely based on color!
Thanks for your great posts too!
so welcome, michelle! x p
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