Reminding myself where i come from ..

Read this and then close your eyes and think about it like an indie kid. aha
I just wrote this post and i feel like such a Hippie.

You know.. sometimes life swallows you into its chaos. it literally takes you in and holds you as its captive for a little while.
and while it's got you in its madness you change.
we transform into the chaos.
but once we're let go we start being ourselves again.
but the whole trouble with this is we sometimes forget who we originally were.

i know personally with me i either become super cold to everything and just wanna be bad and fuck shit up for fun.
and then the other time i want to just stargaze to Delicate by Damien Rice or interpretive dance to Florence and the Machine or Ingrid Michaelson.

and sometimes i wonder which "half" of me would have better results in life.
i sort of sound like i have multiple personalities disorder , i don't .. i just have a different way of looking at things.
but anyways lately i can fully say i have been unemotional and uncaring and then just this recent hour i've been doing things that are more like the other things i like to do. and it feels good.
listening to thoughtful musicians like the Rolling Stones.

and classics like Bob Dylan. they make me want to fly.

Just whats been on my mind recently .

Bad ass Insensitive

A Straight Shooter who is just here for the Party that makes you like you can do anything and not get in trouble.

and even if you do get in trouble you don't care.

being able to see that someones eyes are so unemotional that they can look right at you and you can look at them and see nothing.

Music Appreciating Interpretive Dancing Life Lover.

What i look like when i listen to Damien Rice.

Filling tents with these and looking up and seeing more than what you're looking at.

feeling like William Miller in Almost Famous when his sister tells him to light a candle.

realizing how great the party is when you can fully enjoy classic fun for what it is, Unfiltered fun , without bullshit.

S.O Fashion

xo

Find Yourself & Breathe in the Music.

What I want is what I've not got 
What I need is all around me.

Sincerest Apologies, Stay posted

Alright so i've been the biggest failure lately , i'm serious.
i just haven't done anything that i've wanted to.
i'm even convinced i eat foods that i don really want to eat but i just eat them cause they're there.
an awful thing to realize one is doing.
i haven't even read any of the magazines i've wanted to read .. pure bummer.
i always want to read in the bath because it's quiet and peaceful but i always make the water to hot to be able to stay in long enough . weird.
and then on top of that i just like to sleep in  muahah
and on top of my entire life yesterday was the worse day ever. ugh pure crap.
i just listened to Damien rice's "Delicate" and Mumford and Sons all night and let the single tear droplets roll down my rosie cheeks.


He's a genius.
i could be blissfully teary eyed listening to him forever
i love him always.

anyways i wanted to share with my readers the tremors of my worlds known as my bed.
no not tremors due to sex.
but tremors because of the large chaotic mess that shakes me.
other than my emotional masochism that allows me to never move forward.

This is my room.
featured are all the magazines that remain unread.
thrown in are so lovely free product that i received from the kindness of the world.
Gucci Envy Perfume. its greatly a winter musk.
Clarins body products
Kibio, Vichy LancomeRoc, Cliniderm etc.

i'm convinced that if i consume myself  with my feelings of adoration for the fashion industry my problems will go away. 

it might work right ?

i also just want to be as great as i know i can be , but i'm having such an internal struggle with this one. 

i feel that every time i encounter a problem and surpass it i run into something new. 

it's extremely strenuous
none the less tonight i will be attempting to move forward. we'll see how that goes.
i'm going to read magazines and look up important fashion figures and attempt to be productive.
no slow-poke shit.

i'm also pure grunge tonight it's a cute look if you ask me ahah

Sorry for the cleavage.

will blog immediately after with new topic.

S.o Fashion

xo