Sunday, January 30, 2011

no time to think.

Loneliness, tenderness, high society, notoriety
You fight for the throne and you travel alone
Unknown as you slowly sink
And there's no time to think.

Memory, ecstasy, tyranny, hypocrisy
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss
In the valley of the missing link
And you have no time to think.

China doll, alcohol, duality, mortality
Mercury rules you and destiny fools you
Like the plague, with a dangerous wink
And there's no time to think.

bob dylan

honest mistake.

this made me smile.


bloody sunday.

bring it all into the light, let me read what's on your mind.
I crave your thoughts, and sleep to your rhythm.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011


my detox lasted 36 hours. party on wayne.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

tickets money passport.

getting ready to jet set. high stress.

ideal reincarnation...

marianne faithful. blonde. style icon. notorious groupie...
"My first move was to get a Rolling Stone as a boyfriend. I slept with three and decided the lead singer was the best bet".
...oh and literal god on absolutely fabulous.

skinny love.

my detox is eating away at my brain. never mind my love of pub fare and mcdonalds. how do people function in society without coffee? I am sorry but green tea does NOT compare. and not having a glass of wine every night is giving me anxiety.
...and yes I see the irony in this following my previous post.

the addict.

why does everything bad for you feel so good? what happened to make broccoli not taste like chocolate and how come nice guys finish last? why do we fiend the challenge and bore with what comes easy. we tear our hearts apart striving for something we don't even know, and push our bodies to attain something we see on screens. each drink each drug each casual encounter is all part of the master plan to reach euphoria by pushing ourselves so close to the edge that we see the light. we don't care how dangerous it is as long as it beats the mundane. then we crash and we go back to these demons to numb the pain.

put a ring on it: or dance a ring around the pole?

the sexual cost of female success is a really interesting article about modern day women and their sexuality. what is at stake when it comes to women and success and a brief look at modern 'hook up' culture. what power do we really have? Can we use our sex appeal as power or is it just modern feminist bs to get ahead using sex? "I still think you have better odds of succeeding, especially if you're attractive, if you don't give in, if you make him work hard, get to know you, make commitments -- all that stuff that seems pretty basic. This is not about getting sex. Women can get sex whenever they want. Post it on Craigslist and you can have it within the hour. This is about getting commitments." perfectly put.
thank you gala.

Monday, January 24, 2011

you are my definition.

“There is always one person you love who becomes that definition.
This is the person who unknowingly sets the template
for what you will always love about other people.”
-Chuck Klosterman
via the magnificent katie boland

Friday, January 21, 2011


thank god it's friday. got my coachella ticket today and as scene as that sounds IM LOSING it with excitement. look at the list below and try not to bust something with that line up. oh and just to push the scenester further ALL I can think about is what grungy/hippy/vintage/hunter combinations I can wear.
tgif scene yo.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

I do not care for the winter sun.

thank you for capturing my thoughts on this sunny, snowy, frigid day.
the ever wonderful beach house


a pure example of simple success in design. the design group antrepo takes products and strips them down to the minimal. less is more.
thank you madame lamb

Wednesday, January 19, 2011


parkway is tough. but we have all been there. help a friend out. be dd. try and pump the brakes. and dear lord it's winter, black ice comes out of nowhere.

dear diary.

I was recently put off a little by blogging. the dear diary esque some people were getting. my lack of creativity stemmed from christmas or better known as, my hell on earth. with january comes jANOary and all these new years resolutions conclude with me feeling like a fat bridget jones. but! I've been reading lots and a new hurricane in my life has forced me to be inspired for the better. SO we are young and rich and free. boom.
my faith in love comes from my extreme happiness and excitement for the first one of my best friends getting MARRIED. literally got a ring on it. I know this glee will get old fast. but she is the first and her wedding is in the hot hot heat and my god I will dance with my other girls like 'a single girl at a wedding'. but in all seriousness, the above picture is a sham and to the love of my life...



I recently made my own wine and wrote a review for artful winemaking. It is an enjoyable experience to produce and enjoy your own creation... and unlike veggies from the garden wine gets you buckled. don't drink and drive lovelies.

Friday, January 14, 2011

Thursday, January 13, 2011

less disney.

... false. he is in the bar drinking. and yes goldie locks is all over him.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011


not too successful... yet.

Monday, January 3, 2011


the idea that this year will be more fun than the last