Yes yes blog hiatus. New ideas. New plans. Big plans.

Me and Mr. B_kronos along with another very talented friend are embarking on a brand new project. Called La Révolution; it's gonna be something special in fact check out the blog, watch the video be inspired. more blog posts to come soon I promise. My whole idea Manifesto is for it be sort of like a web diary of the project I do for La Révolution and also maybe a few tid bits of inspiration I find around the interweb.

............oh yeah also I am working on another project right now, but it's gonna be kept secret for awhile. It could go nowhere....but I'll post about it soon. Preliminary meeting is saturday. So stay tuned this year is gonna be a doozy

The Perfect Loose Sweater (Even thouhg it's summer)

Whats more comfortable than a cashmere sweater. Soft and like butter. Baggy and loose to perfection. Torn an worn for optimum comfort. I can't wait for fall to come, so that I can throw on a huge comfy sweater and a pair of leggings or skinny jeans.

You know who wears big comfy sweaters the best......the Olsen twins. But then again they have that joie de vivre that makes everything they put on amazing.

Victorian Underwear Calvin Klein Resort 2010

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relizations and revelations on a tuesday night

It's 4:21 in the morning and I'm eating an apple with peanut butter. I'm desperately needing a cigarette which can't be had until my parents leave for work at 8ish. So I 4 hrs to go. I'm contemplating my life and the priorities, that have recently been in control. I'm finally taking a hard look and reevaluating what I'm doing with my life. I have spent many hours in bed wallowing like a tragic hero who has fallen due to hubris. And in a way it was hubris that has brought me to this point. Countless times, I laughed in the face of the academic gods, giving them half assed attempts at being a student. And it worked too! For awhile at least.....and then the many all nighters and late assignments caught up to me. One day I realized where the attitude had gotten me......Nowhere. I had become an average student with no exceptional talents or skills. I had friends who were exceptional musicians and artists or writers. I had dabbled in all of those things and showed talent in all. What made me different from them? Why didn't I have a talent that destinguisded me from everyone. I realized now that I had no drive. They all were trying to be the best they could be. I only had the drive to be the best until something got too hard and fustrated me. Then I cut and run. Which is exactly what happened with school.

The right thing to do when you realize that you've become mediocre at everything that you have tried, is to actually work harder and show the world what you're made of........I did exactly the opposite I gave up and became a recluse. I slept to escape reality knowing that it was only a temporary fix. And now I am finally waking up. No more half assed attempts at life. I am going to idnetify what I want and get it.

Today has been one of those days where staying in bed is the only option for happiness. And not just happiness but BLISS. I had coffee, the blinds were open to let the soft white light from he cloudy day in, and was doing ballet in bed. Not real ballet mind you. It's hard to explain it. But.....you know when your a body of water and writhe and twist around underwater. It's kinda like that except in a bed.

fashion, whiskey and romance......late at night

To nights is the first night that I will be going to bed alone and ok with it. It's taken awhile to getting used to the idea that my soul mate isn't going to drop from the sky. It's just that I've wanted to be in love so bad. So that I finally I can feel the feelings I read about or see in movies. But, ;ove rarely happens like that. And when it does it is sporadic and has no predictable pattern. But, I'm slowly getting used to the idea that being single is ok. Wild romances and affairs are for made up characters. Reality rarely allows for such flurishes. I'll get mine in the end I just have to wait and be patient.

This blog is turning out to be nothing about fashion oops.....

But here is something fashion related. Chanel Resort 2010 in Venice. Fanciful and delectibly 20's. Right in keeping with my recent obsessio with anything from the jazz age.


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I really want to have a 20's party. Opium den or prihibition club ambience and everythind. A smoky den, gin, and good jazz. hmmmmmmmmmmm dreams will one day come true

I like being trashy

I had dinner or sorta like dinner with my friend Brad today, at our local coffee shop. We always have the most surreal times there. Tonight mainly because I unwittingly (or maybe not?) and in detail began to engage in a conversation with a friend about my sexual exploits in front of a "Jesus Freak" and sorta scared him off. I was kinda drunk off of a cheap wine named MD 20/20 which cost me a whopping 3.25. I know right! Amazing! That's my excuse for my behavior. Fun times had by all. We smoked. I drank. I ate. We laughed.