…and then a Style Quiz Called Me an Alcoholic.
Great news.
I got my baby back.

That’s right, my favorite lens is back from the Nikon repair shop. Remember when she might have broken because I dropped her on a cement floor? Not my brightest moment.
So now I can start taking pictures like this again:

And this:

And even this:

It feels a little like my arm fell off five months ago and the doctors were just now able to sew it back on.
Exhilarating.
In other news, I took this little style quiz that I found over on YHL because, as much as I hate spending money on decor, I still like to fish around the web every now and then for ideas of what I’d like if I did enjoy spending money on decor.
I’m doubting there’s any merit to the quiz results, considering they’re based on picking the most appealing images from some random photos. I mean, what’s with the one with the hats? But the whole thing takes about 30 seconds to complete, so if you’re bored, I just found a way for you to kill 30 seconds.
You’re welcome.
I went around picking photos like this one:

And this one:

My result? Swank Aesthete.
My reaction? WTF is that?
At best, it sounds like some debilitating foot fungus. At worst, it makes me sound snooty and shallow.
But then I read the description, and I have to say… I kinda like it.
“Cozy… not oversized – a hand crafted gem.” Yes, please! A craftsman bungalow would be my dream home.

Or something like this, which I saw over on one of my new favorite travel blogs the other day:

Photo by Nate, at MyTravelMap.wordpress.com depicts a hand-built home in the town of Cuyin Manzano, Patagonia Argentina.*
The quiz results also stated that I’m “Blown away by the handcrafted nature of art,” and that couldn’t be more spot-on. Whether it’s music, photography, painting, or architecture – when someone takes the time to create something beautiful, I take the time to see it.

But then the results get a little… confusing.
“…you enjoy your niceties. A cool refreshing drink – and often more than one!”
Now what is that supposed to mean? Okay so it’s true, but that doesn’t mean I want some know-it-all style quiz rubbing it in my face.
I mean, it might as well be saying, Why don’t you go ahead and pour a little more bourbon into your morning coffee, Alchie?
Talk about judgmental.
Moving on.
The quiz redeemed itself at the end. Immensely.
Apparently, because the quiz knows all, I have the same style as Cate Blanchet, Ingrid Bergman, and Johnny Depp!

So basically, this means I could share a home with Johnny Depp and we totally wouldn’t argue about aesthetic or design because we have the same taste. And we could afford a pre-war apartment on the upper-east side (which the quiz thinks I want) because, come on, I’d live with Johnny Depp. Although I’m thinking he might prefer Paris.
Which is a concession I’m willing to make.
So what’s your style? And which celebrities do you share it with?
Oh, and I made something good last night. Really good. And it was unfortunate because I mis-timed the recipe, which left me approximately 1.4 minutes to inhale a steaming plate of it before running off to work, resulting in burning the top layer of taste buds off of my tongue.
But it was so worth it.

Stay tuned…
*Nate, as per usual, I did not ask permission to steal another blogger’s photo because I didn’t know I’d be posting it until just now. Don’t hesitate to let me know if you’d like me to remove it!