Sometimes people who come to my place for the first time think I am a beautician, and that my tiny flat is a beauty parlor. Of course, for me there is no greater compliment. To be able to pass for a beautician means that you look good. As for the flat, it looks like a beauty parlor on purpose; I bought my French boudoir furniture piece by piece. I saved, bought one piece. I saved again, bought another.
Here I am with a book I am reading now and which I like - The Invention of Nature, Andrea Wulf's biography of Alexander Von Humboldt. I am only at the beginning - Humboldt is a student of economics and hates it. I love Wulf's language; pithy, full, yet not tiring!
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