TALK TO ME.

ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE.

...RECEIVE ANSWERS, AT LEAST.


DON'T BE SHY; THAT'S WHAT THE ANONYMOUS BUTTON IS FOR. =]

I KNOW YOU'RE A CANNIBAL.

YESTERDAY I POSTED THE BESS LEATHER ZIP PANTS. I TRIED TO RESIST OVER KILL BY NOT POSTING THE ENTIRE LOOKBOOK, BUT I FINALLY CAVED AND POSTED "A FEW" OF MY FAVORITE IMAGES. IT WAS INCREDIBLY DIFFICULT TO RESIST THE URGE TO POST THE WHOLE THING. DARK AND SULTRY, THE WAY I WISH I WAS.

MY FAVORITE PICTURE FROM THE LOT.

APPARENTLY BESS OPENED A FLAGSHIP ON MELROSE AT THE END OF THIS PAST NOVEMBER. I MIGHT HAVE TO TORTURE MYSELF WITH SOME WINDOW SHOPPING.

YOU MAKE ME WEAK

BESS LEATHER ZIP PANTS

UMMM... NEED A JOB AND/OR SUGAR DADDY.
CURRENTLY ACCEPTING APPLICATIONS FOR THE LATTER.

iii WANT CAKE

CHECK OUT MY TUMBLR SOME TIME.

IT'S MORE LIKE THE CONSTANT FLURRY OF RANDOM THOUGHTS THAT FLOW THROUGH MY HEAD.


IF YOU'RE INTERESTED IN THAT TYPE OF THING.

BEING CRAZY ISN'T ENOUGH

I'VE BEEN PUSHING THE BOUNDARIES ON WHAT HEMLINES ARE APPROPRIATE TO WEAR WITHOUT PANTS FOR QUITE SOME TIME NOW (OFTEN TO THE DISMAY OF MY PARENTS). AS OF LATE, THOUGH--AND MOSTLY DUE TO THE LATEX REVOLUTION THAT IS LADY GAGA)--IT HAS BECOME *NEARLY* SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE TO DO AWAY WITH HEMLINES ENTIRELY. THANKS TO THE MILD WINTERS WE ARE BLESSED WITH IN LA, I'M THINKING OF ATTEMPTING TO MOLD MY WINTER WARDROBE IN A SANS-BOTTOMS FASHION.


SO, I DECIDED TO WHIP UP A FEW SETS ON POLYVORE TO INSPIRE MYSELF TO FOCUS ON BUYING ACCORDINGLY.






BUT FIRST, I NEED A JOB.
...PERCHANCE TO DREAM...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM

"A MOTHER IS THE TRUEST FRIEND WE HAVE, WHEN TRIALS HEAVY AND SUDDEN, FALL UPON US; WHEN ADVERSITY TAKES THE PLACE OF PROSPERITY; WHEN FRIENDS WHO REJOICE WITH US IN OUR SUNSHINE DESERT US; WHEN TROUBLE THICKENS AROUND US, STILL WILL SHE CLING TO US, AND ENDEAVOR BY HER KIND PRECEPTS AND COUNSELS TO DISSIPATE THE CLOUDS OF DARKNESS, AND CAUSE PEACE TO RETURN TO OUR HEARTS."


-WASHINGTON IRVING

IT DOESN'T MATTER, BABY.

AS LONG AS WE KEEP SMILING.


BY ALL THOSE 3HREES ON ETSY

WELCOME TO THE AGE OF UNINNOCENCE

"NO ONE HAS BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY'S ANYMORE
AND NO ONE HAS AFFAIRS TO REMEMBER."

I HAVE HESITATED TO POST ON THE DEATH OF DAUL KIM FOR A NUMBER OF REASONS.

THE FIRST, AND MOST INSUBSTANTIAL, BEING THAT I WANTED TO FIND THE PERFECT PICTURE OF HER. MILLIONS OF IMAGES ARE AVAILABLE THROUGHOUT THE INTERNETS OF THIS BEAUTIFUL GIRL, BUT I STRUGGLED TO FIND THE ONE THAT I FELT WAS THE MOST "PERSONAL." BUT THEN AGAIN, WHO I AM TO DECIDE WHICH IMAGE OF THIS TOTAL STRANGER IS "PERSONAL?"

WHICH LEADS ME TO MY NEXT REASON.
I DON'T KNOW THIS GIRL; AT LEAST, I DO NOT KNOW HER BEYOND THE EDITORIALS AND RUNWAYS THAT SHE HAS GRACED AND THE TABLOIDS AND GOSSIP COLUMNS THAT HAVE RECENTLY TAKEN TO OVER-ANALYZING HER EXISTENCE. SO I FEEL THAT ALTHOUGH IT IS APPROPRIATE TO MOURN THE LOSS OF SOMEONE SO SUCCESSFUL IN THE INDUSTRY, THE DETAILS OF HER DEATH AREN'T REALLY ANY OF MY BUSINESS. ON THE CONTRARY, SHE WAS VERY OPEN ABOUT HER FEELINGS AND STRUGGLES ON HER PERSONAL BLOG.

BY NOW, EVEN IF YOU WEREN'T A FOLLOWER OF HER BLOG, YOU HAVE HEARD ABOUT IT'S CONTENTS. AND YOU MOST CERTAINLY HAVE HEARD ABOUT HER LAST POST...[SOMETHING ALONG THE LINES OF "SAY HI TO FOREVER"]...I HAVE TO SAY THAT I ADMIRE THIS GIRL FOR BEING SO OPEN ABOUT HER STRUGGLES WITHIN THE INDUSTRY, AND I REALLY WISH THAT HER BLOG OUTLET COULD HAVE BEEN MORE THERAPEUTIC FOR HER. AND I HAVE GROWN INCREDIBLY WEARY OF BLOGGING ABOUT HER DEATH BECAUSE, EVEN THOUGH I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT THIS GIRL, I HAVE FELT AN UNSETTLING CONNECTION WITH HER STORY:
(1) -REMOVED BY REQUEST-
(2) I KNOW WHAT IT IS LIKE TO FEEL SO MISERABLE, SO TRAPPED, SO ALONE, THAT YOU FEEL THAT THE ONLY ALTERNATIVE TO YOUR DISSATISFYING LIFE IS DEATH. I UNDERSTAND THAT PAIN AND CONFUSION. AND WHEN I HEAR STORIES LIKE DAUL'S, THAT DO NOT HAVE HAPPY ENDINGS, IT SCARES ME. IT SCARES ME TO THINK THAT I COULD HAVE BEEN THAT GIRL. BECAUSE REALLY, WE ALL HAVE THE POTENTIAL TO BE THAT PERSON. IT'S JUST A MATTER OF WHEN THE LAST STRAW IS DRAWN. FORTUNATELY, I WAS ABLE TO CLIMB MY WAY BACK UP BEFORE HITTING ROCK BOTTOM. BUT IT BREAKS MY HEART EVERY TIME I HEAR ABOUT SOMEONE WHO WAS NOT SO LUCKY.

.:1989-2009:.
SHE WAS MY AGE. MY AGE. I CAN'T SHAKE THAT.


BY NOW YOU'RE EITHER BORED, SCARED, OR YOU'VE QUICKLY SCROLLED PASSED THE TEXT JUST TO SEE THE PICTURES, THE WAY MOST OF YOU DO.
BUT IF YOU DID READ THIS...THANKS. AND IF YOU EVER FEEL LONELY, EMAIL ME SOME TIME. I MAY NOT COMPLETELY UNDERSTAND OR RELATE, BUT I CAN LISTEN. SOMETIMES THAT'S ALL WE REALLY NEED...TO KNOW THAT SOMEONE OUT THERE IN THE UNIVERSE CAN CONNECT WITH THE EMOTIONS THAT PERVADE OUR MINDS AND OUR HEARTS, AND CAN TELL US THAT EVEN THOUGH WE FEEL HOPELESS, EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE OKAY. IF THERE IS ONE THING IN THIS WORLD THAT I HAVE BORNE WITNESS TO, IT IS THAT EVERYTHING REALLY CAN TURN OUT OKAY, TURN OUT GREAT EVEN.
I PROMISE.


RIP DAUL KIM

I WANT YOU ALL OVER ME.

C-HEADS MAGAZINE ... ISSUE 18

I DON'T KNOW HOW ONE IS SUPPOSED TO SIT DOWN IN SUCH A DRESS.
BUT I WOULD DAMN-WELL STAND FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE IF IT MEANT THAT I COULD WRAP IT AROUND MY BODY.

IGNORANCE IS LOVE, AND I NEED THAT SHIT

"LET US BE GRATEFUL TO THE PEOPLE WHO MAKE US HAPPY; THEY ARE CHARMING GARDENERS WHO MAKE OUR SOULS BLOSSOM."


OFF TO TEXAS FOR THE HOLIDAY.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING, EVERYONE.

I DON'T HAVE TIME TO BE ANYTHING BUT VACUOUS.

BUT FOR THIS, I SUPPOSE I CAN MAKE AN EXCEPTION.
FOR SOME REASON, I FELT INSPIRED TO ATTEMPT THE PROUST QUESTIONNAIRE THAT VANITY FAIR HAS MADE OH-SO-INFAMOUS.


...THE PROUST QUESTIONNAIRE...

1. What is your idea of perfect happiness? GOOD FRIENDS, GOOD BEER, GOOD FOOD, GOOD VIBES.

2. What is your greatest fear? FAILURE. I FEAR BECOMING A DISAPPOINTMENT.

3. What is the trait you most deplore in yourself? PROCRASTINATION TO A SEVERE FAULT. I AM FULLY AWARE OF IT, TOO, WHICH I SUPPOSE MAKES IT THAT MUCH WORSE. IN FACT, I'M PROCRASTINATING RIGHT NOW BY DOING THIS INSTEAD OF GETTING DRESSED.

4. What is the trait you most deplore in others? DISHONESTY. I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE OR WHAT YOU’VE DONE, ALL I ASK IS THAT YOU’RE HONEST ABOUT IT. I WANT THE TRUTH, WHETHER IT BE GOOD, BAD, OR UGLY.

5. Which living person do you most admire? MOM.

6. What is your greatest extravagance? I LOVE SPENDING MONEY. PERIOD.

7. What is your current state of mind? HAZY, WITH A SLIGHT CHANCE OF SUNSHINE.

8. What do you consider the most overrated virtue? FORGIVENESS. SOME THINGS ARE UNFORGIVABLE, AND I'M NOT GOING TO MAKE CONCESSIONS TO CERTAIN PEOPLE JUST BECAUSE IT'S "THE RIGHT THING TO DO."

9. On what occasion do you lie? WHEN IT SUITS ME.

10. What do you most dislike about your appearance? MY BIRTHMARK ON MY RIGHT LEG. IT USED TO BE MY NOSE, BUT I HAD THAT FIXED.

11. Which living person do you most despise? I'D RATHER NOT SAY IN SUCH AN OPEN FORUM.

12. What is the quality you most like in a man? RESPECTFULNESS.

13. What is the quality you most like in a woman? I DON'T LIKE MOST THINGS ABOUT MY SEX.

14. Which words or phrases do you most overuse? “SHUT UUUP" "OUT OF CONTROL" "DUH"

15. What or who is the greatest love of your life? MYSELF. I'M NOT BEING A NARCISSIST. WHAT I MEAN IS, MY OWN FAULTS AND MISTAKES HAVE BEEN THE MOST DIFFICULT
FOR ME TO ACCEPT AND OVERCOME. IT IS IN LOVING MYSELF THAT I AM ABLE TO OPEN MY HEART UP TO LOVING OTHERS.

16. When and where were you happiest? WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL, MY MOM AND I WOULD GO VISIT MY GRANDPA AT THE MARKET HE BUILT THE TORTILLA MACHINES FOR/WORKED AT. WHEN WE ARRIVED, HE WOULD GRAB MY HAND AND SAY "LET'S GO FOR A WALK." HE WOULD TAKE ME AROUND THE STORE AND LET ME PICK OUT ALL THE COOKIES AND CANDIES AND PASTRIES THAT I WANTED. I LOVED THOSE WALKS.
AS OF LATE, THOUGH... LAYING ON THE ROOF OF MY CAR IN THE BITTER COLD UNDER A BLANKET SEARCHING THE SKY FOR THE METEOR SHOWER WITH YOU. I COULDN'T HAVE BEEN HAPPIER.

17. Which talent would you most like to have? I WOULD JUST LIKE TO BE AMAZINGLY TALENTED AT ONE THING, ANYTHING, INSTEAD OF MEDIOCRE AT MANY THINGS.

18. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? I NEED TO STOP SETTING MYSELF UP FOR FAILURE.

19. What do you consider your greatest achievement? LIVING.

20. If you were to die and come back as a person or a thing, what would it be? A MIRROR IN A SECLUDED HALLWAY. I LOVE THE WAY PEOPLE LOOK AT THEMSELVES WHEN THEY THINK NO ONE ELSE IS AROUND.

21. Where would you most like to live? IN SANITY. {PLEASE NOTE THE SPACE.}

22. What is your most treasured possession? JEEP = FREEDOM.

23. What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery? BEING CONSUMED BY THE OVERWHELMING FEELING OF WORTHLESSNESS, TO THE POINT OF BEING DISAPPOINTED EVERY TIME YOU WAKE UP TO SEE ANOTHER MORNING.

24. What is your favorite occupation? I HAVEN'T FOUND THAT YET.

25. What is your most marked characteristic? MY SASS.

26. What do you most value in your friends? I CAN'T STRESS ENOUGH HOW MUCH I VALUE HONESTY, MATURITY AND UNDERSTANDING.

27. Who are your favorite writers? J.D. SALINGER, CHARLES BUKOWSKI, F. SCOTT FITZGERALD, SHAKESPEARE.

28. Who is your favorite hero of fiction? HOLDEN CAULFIELD, HAMLET, GATSBY. ENCHANTINGLY TRAGIC.

29. Which historical figure do you most identify with? MARIE ANTOINETTE. YOUNG, BLONDE, AND COMPLETELY UNPREPARED FOR THE WORLD THAT AWAITS ME.

30. Who are your heroes in real life? MOM & DAD. AND THE TWO GIRLS I'VE COME TO LEARN THAT I CAN ALWAYS DEPEND ON, NO MATTER WHAT. THEY KNOW WHO THEY ARE.

31. What are your favorite names? KAITLYN, DUH!

32. What is it that you most dislike? WAITING. I ABSOLUTELY DETEST WAITING FOR ANYTHING, WHETHER IT BE IN LINE OR IN LIFE. IRONICALLY ENOUGH, I AM ALWAYS RUNNING LATE.

33. What is your greatest regret? I WOULD LOVE TO SAY THAT YOU WERE, ARE AND WILL ALWAYS BE MY GREATEST REGRET. BUT I NEVER WOULD HAVE LEARNED TO SWIM IF YOU HADN'T COME AND PUSHED ME IN.

34. How would you like to die? GRACEFULLY.

35. What is your motto? I FEEL ALIVE AND THAT’S ALL THAT MATTERS.

LOUISE GOLDIN x TOPSHOP

THESE SHOES HAVE BEEN CIRCULATING THE BLOGOSPHERE WITH A FURY AS OF LATE, AND THEY HAVE FINALLY MANAGED TO PRESENT THEMSELVES BEFORE MY EYES. DUE OUT SPRING '10, THE WORD ON THE INTERNETS IS THAT GOLDIN'S SHOES ARE A KNOCK-OFF OF LOUB x RODARTE, AND TOO LITTLE TOO LATE.

WHETHER OR NOT THEY ARE A "KNOCK-OFF" I CAN'T SAY. I THINK IT'S FAIRLY OBVIOUS THAT THIS "TOUGH-GIRL CHIC" AESTHETIC HAS PERMEATED ALL LEVELS OF FASHION. IT'S A LITTLE DIFFICULT TO KNOCK-OFF SOMETHING THAT EVERYONE AND THEIR MOM IS DOING NOW. MAYBE WHAT SHOULD REALLY BE SAID IS NOT THAT THEY'RE KNOCK-OFFS OF THE RODARTE LOUBS, BUT INSPIRED BY THEM. THEN AGAIN, WHO'S TO SAY THAT THE RODARTE LOUBS STARTED THE TREND OF SPIKES AND STUDS IN THE FIRST PLACE? FOR THAT, SHOULDN'T WE BE THANKING DEDICATED HOT TOPIC SHOPPERS??
WHAT ABOUT THE 1970'S PUNK SCENE THAT BROUGHT STUDS, STRAPS AND LEATHER TO THE MAINSTREAM'S ATTENTION??
BUT REALLY, SHOULDN'T WE BE THANKING DIE-HARD BDSM PARTICIPANTS EVERYWHERE?? I'M JUST SAYING... IF WE'RE GOING TO GIVE CREDIT WHERE CREDIT IS DUE, LET'S DO IT RIGHT.
[SIDENOTE: DON'T CLICK THOSE LINKS UNLESS YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW ABOUT BDSM. NOW YOU CAN'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU.]

ANYWAYS.
CHECK OUT THE BEAUTIES FOR YOURSELF. NO MATTER HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT THE AFOREMENTIONED, THERE IS NO DENYING THAT THESE ARE AMAZING SHOES.

GRIM GRINNING GHOSTS COME OUT TO SOCIALIZE.

I'VE DECIDED TO DO AN INCREDIBLY BELATED HALLOWEEN POST.
ACTUALLY, THESE PHOTOS ARE FROM THE WEDNESDAY BEFORE HALLOWEEN. WE HIT UP THE LOCAL WEDNESDAY NIGHT THAT WE LOVE TO HATE (MOSCOW @ BOARDNERS), THEN HEADED OVER TO OUR FAVORITE NIGHTLY HAUNT, SCORPION. I KNOW THE HALLOWS EVE HYPE HAS LONG SINCE PASSED, BUT THOUGHT IT WAS ABOUT TIME FOR ME TO POST SOMETHING TO KEEP YOU INTERESTED. SO HERE'S A MINI-GLIMPSE INTO MY WHIRLWIND OF A LIFE. ALTHOUGH I HAD ORIGINALLY INTENDED TO AVOID THE "TYPICAL" ANIMAL COSTUME THIS YEAR, MY FRIEND JEN AND I FOUND OURSELVES SHOPPING SUPER LAST MINUTE. AND I MUST SAY: WE WERE THE CLASSIEST SLUTTY-ANIMAL-GIRLS ON THE BOULEVARD.







NOW TELL ME THAT YOU LOVE ME, RIGHT MEOWWWW.

HAY MUCHAS PREGUNTAS Y POCAS REPUESTAS

HERE'S A LITTLE VISUAL STIMULATION.
PUT A LID ON IT; LET IT SIMMER.








































I WANT TO BE HONEST WITH YOU AND TELL YOU HOW I FEEL.
I WANT YOU TO KNOW ALL THE THINGS THAT ARE GOING ON IN MY HEAD AND IN MY HEART.

BUT THE TRUTH IS
THAT I AM EXHAUSTED;
THE TRUTH IS
THAT I AM ALL OUT OF CLEVER THINGS TO SAY.






I HAVE STARTED TO MAKE A LIST OF WHO I NEED.
I AM BEGINNING TO REALIZE THAT YOU BELONG ON THE BOTTOM.






EDIT: I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT BLOGGING. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.