Wednesday, September 8, 2010

toocoolforschooool

jen penned a poem along with this necklace for the invite to her show next week... def just toocooooolforschooool...

Wednesday, September 1, 2010



everyone knows i'm a hip hop music fanatic times infinity.

Friday, August 27, 2010

les-khakis-de-chanel



everyone is talking about this!!!! i'm generally not a nail polish consumer, nor do i really paint my nails in different colors; i just ventured into mis match mani-pedis (where your mani is a different color than your pedi) and dark colors-- well really just a dark purple from OPI.

what is best? i think i could do the army greenish?



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DONE and DONE

finally.





feels like a monday

swamped and thinking about getting a tat in a year..
stay tuned!

i think i need that grey mink

thank you ashley!

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

shooting stars

It's late and I'm awake
Staring at the wall
Open up my window
My head floats out the door

No one else around
And a shimmer takes my eye
I lift my head
I'm blinded by the sky

Feel my weight in front
Following the sound
It moves away so fast
I fall down to the ground

I know there's more to come
Jump back to my feet
And I only see ahead of me
Chasing down the street (down the street)

Gave my love to a shooting star
But she moves so fast
That I can't keep up
I'm chasing

I'm in love with a shooting star
But she moves so fast
When she falls then
I'll be waiting

musing.

I know that we are young. And I know you may love me. But I just can’t be with you like this anymore. Alejandro. She’s got both hands in her pocket. And she won’t look at you, Won’t look at you She hides true love En su bolsillo. She’s got a halo ‘round her finger. Around you. You know that I love you boy. Hot like Mexico, rejoice. At this point I gotta choose, nothing to loose. Don’t call my name. Don’t call my name, Alejandro. I’m not your babe. I’m not your babe, Fernando. Don’t wanna kiss, don’t wanna touch. Just smoke one cigarette and hush. Don’t call my name. Don’t call my name, Roberto. Alejandro. Alejandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Just stop. Please. Just let me go. Alejandro. Just let me go. She’s not broken, She’s just a baby. But her boyfriend’s like a dad, just like a dad. and all those flames that burned before him. Now he’s gonna fight your fight, gonna cool the bad. You know that I love you boy. Hot like Mexico, rejoice. At this point I gotta choose, nothing to loose Don’t call my name. Don’t call my name, Alejandro. I’m not your babe. I’m not your babe, Fernando. Don’t wanna kiss, don’t wanna touch. Just smoke my cigarette and hush. Don’t call my name. Don’t call my name, Roberto. Alejandro. Alejandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Don’t bother me. Don’t bother me. Alejandro Don’t call my name. Don’t call my name, Fernando. I’m not your babe. I’m not your babe, Alejandro. Don’t wanna kiss, don’t wanna touch. Fernando. Don’t call my name. Don’t call my name, Alejandro. I’m not your babe. I’m not your babe, Fernando. Don’t wanna kiss, don’t wanna touch. Just smoke my cigarette and hush. Don’t call my name. Don’t call my name, Roberto. Alejandro. Alejandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Don’t call my name. Don’t call my name, Alejandro. I’m not your babe. I’m not your babe, Fernando. Don’t wanna kiss, don’t wanna touch. Just smoke my cigarette and hush. Don’t call my name. Don’t call my name, Roberto. Alejandro.

Monday, August 23, 2010

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

arcade fire




everyone knows i have a strange obsession with bracelets of all kinds. the more the better. so when i came across this photo.. i can't help but think about myself.