Do what you did yesterday, go on repeating.

How come no one’s ever thought of cable-knit trousers before?

Welcome to the dollhouse.

The japanese are weird. But I love it anyway.

My favorite girls.

Aries (March 21 to April 19)

Annie

Taurus (April 20 to May 21)

Audrey

Gemini (May 21 to June 20)

Abby

Cancer (June 21 to July 22)

Meryl

 

Leo (July 23 to August 23)

Ronnie

Virgo (August 23 to September 23)

Anna

Libra (September 23 to October 22)

Kate

Scorpio (October 23 to November 21)

Jean

 

Sagittarius (22 November to December 22)

Elisa

Capricorn (December 23 to January 19)

Charmain

Aquarius (January 20 to February 18)

Agyness

Pisces (February 19 to March 20)

Jenna

 

Done.

I avoided the stampedes by shopping online.

Black Friday! Luckily with age comes wisdom, and I definitely utilized online sales today. I haven’t participated in physical Black Friday events since a near fatal incident three years ago that resulted in my friend getting trampled and my brother dry heaving…too long to explain. Anyway, seeing as I’ve been quite conservative with my money lately, I saw it fit to treat myself. As much as my family tries, my Christmas presents have never really been that great, so I told them to just donate the money they would’ve used  to buy my presents to charity, while I just by my own presents.

 

Things I bought.

 

1. Balenciaga Bomber Jacket.

2. Band of Outsider Polo

3. Bear Claw Slippers (thanks for helping me choose).

 

 

4. Balmain Double Breasted Coat.

 

5. Thermal Insoles  (every New Yorker needs these).

 

6. Silver Fisherman Hoodie

7. Fisher-Price Music Box Record Player

8. ASOS Metallic Suit

 

9.Big Ass Lanvin for H&M Bow Tie

 

 

10.  Miles Davis Bitches Brew Session

and…

Googly Eye mittens, because like Christopher Walken I love anything googly eyes.

 

and…

Tickets to the Pee-Wee Herman Show on Broadway! Cannot Wait! I will surely wear my metallic suit, big ass bow tie, and Bear feet slippers to the show.

 

 

Red Wing Boots memory.

Although much of my style has changed into high fashion (i.e. Burberry and Jill Sander suits) and less Americana-denim, I can’t help but love this look. Still doesn’t make me want to go back to lumberjack shirts and denim-on-denim outfits, but at least it’s a memory.

Grizzly Slippers.

Can’t choose, please help again.

 

And, yes. I plan on wearing them everywhere.

Dear Kanye…

Why can’t you get it through your delusional mind that YOU caused this whole debacle. If you would’ve just shut up… Taylor Swift wouldn’t have gotten so many fucking sympathy votes (i.e.her always on the news, and her Grammy award). People would’ve seen her winning the award and found her just as it was, undeserved. But no, you, being the egotistical bitch that you are had to say something. And you know what, if you’re going to say that George Bush doesn’t care about black people… say it with some force, not like some pussy. Because of you Kanye, I have to hear about Taylor Swift more than anyone needs to hear about her. Of course she’s riding your wave, you started it! Why should she apologize? If it’s anyone that needs to apologize, it’s you for getting us to the point where Taylor Swift is literally shoved down our throats. Stop blaming others for your mistake.  Honestly, you can’t be this thick in the head Kanye? Afterall, you did write a song about yourself being a douchenozzle, or wait did you think everyone thinking you being a douchebag was just some kind of joke?

And to the people who love to stick up for Kanye, who I dub to be the same as the woman who think they’re abusive husbands who beat them will change, wake up! This isn’t the first time he’s ever interrupted someones awards speech or done something douchey.

And to everyone else, I’m really sorry because I really don’t like to discuss this stuff on my blog, as it certainly doesn’t correlate to my topics, but I’m just so tired of hearing about Kanye West and Taylor Swift,irrespective, the incident or just them alone. If this VMA event hadn’t had happened, Taylor wouldn’t be as overtly praised as she is, and Kanye would just be another somewhat talented jerkoff, therefore not having people subject themselves to Team Kanye or Team Swift.

Love,

TEAM NEITHER OF THEM

“Yo Kanye…Imma’ let you finish but Rakim is one of the illest lyricists of all time.”

Decisions, decisions.

Which one should I get?

All I need in the future.

House.

Sneakers. Braun.

Coat.

Chair.Another house.

 

Defender.

Suit.

 

Was I asking for it?

SSENSE always finds a way to rape my pockets.

These stories don’t mean anything, if you got no one to tell them to.

I don’t want this girl anywhere around me.

You’re my best friend, but then you died.

Why do I want this jacket? It’s so ugly. But I can’t help but want it.

If I throw a brick, maybe the brick will go and solve it.

Tim Soar Stripe Baseball Shirt.

Words are so cheap, but they can turn out expensive.

Not bad for Topman.

R.I.P. Saola, the Asian Unicorn.

Saola

Asian Unicorn Saola Dies Captive – The animal known as the ‘Asian Unicorn’, the Saola, is a rarely captured or seen animal which lives in the Annamite Mountains bordering Laos and Vietnam. Not much is known about these creatures, as they are very elusive and they are an endangered species. The animal, sadly, dies in captivity.

There are no Saolas in captivity in zoos, and scientists don’t know much about the animal, which makes it much harder to look after the creature and maintain its survival. Similar to an antelope, the Saola was only found in existence in 1992. It is know as the ‘Asian Unicorn’ due to its rarity, two long horns and white facial markings.

Laotian authorities have banned the capture of the Saola due to conservation reasons. Scientists and conservationists are concerned as to why the villagers captured the animal. The World Wildlife Foundation has spoke out about the illegal trade involving the Saola, which, due to their rarity, are a prized trophy of wild game hunters.

Dr Pierre Comizzoli, a veterinarian working with the Smithsonian Conservation Biology Institute, said scientific examination of the saola’s carcass could yet yield some good. “Our lack of knowledge of saola biology is a major constraint to efforts to conserve it. This can be a major step forward in understanding this remarkable and mysterious species,” he said.

-newsopi.com

This isn’t fashion related, but I just felt so compelled to post this. This story is such a lesson to  humanity.

The things we so desire, we end up destroying through quest.

Long time no see, fuck your Tumblr.

Too much?

Groove is in the heart.

Toy Story.

We come from a place, we come from a place.

This shirt says “Fuck Christopher Kane” all over it.

It burns and blisters, you want it to.

An 11 year old frustrated with Tavi.

I’m sure all of us are familiar with her.

I really have no opinion on the matter. Tavi Gevinson, of course.But from what I can understand there’s been a bit of a backlash from actual fashion editors and now some fashion bloggers. But what I found interesting was this criticism from a online forum written by someone around Tavi’s own age group. An eleven year old. The same age Tavi was when she began her blog. So I’d thought I’d post it, since it’s an opinion from someone not over the age of 18.

Well seeing as I’m 11. I guess I can possibly comment on her? No? Yes?

Tavi is hyped. And it is specifically because she has chosen to reiterate herself (thoughts, ideas, etc.) to the fashion sphere. Now don’t get me wrong, she is bright. But so are the thousands to millions of distinguishable youths that can compose concertos, or the ones that attend programs that are designed specifically for the gifted. Even my own peers, who don’t go to such programs have contracted high gpa’s and dare I say can write even better than Tavi. FYI, a good writer can instill a sense of their own character and imperative declarations (i.e. Sassy Magazine,  hipster columnists such as Peaches Geldof and Alexa Chung, and of course Tavi,…) but a great writer is someone who can strip their own wry-witted voice from a piece and still have it to be interesting or at least not have their voice be so overbearing in a piece. Would Tavi’s writing still be impressive if she stripped all her forced irony or clever “see, I’m still a kid at heart” lines out of her posts? Something I’m still unsure of. But then again, I don’t think Tavi will ever have to write about the epidemic of Darfur or the plights of Street Art vs. Vanadlism in NYC for the Washington Post or New York Times, as her structure of writing fits and suits fashion jounalism. So I’ll leave her alone on that.  To give her the benefit of the doubt, I’m sure she means well with all of the 90s references, though I’m sure she hardly remembers anything as she was born in ’96 or ’97. I was born in ’99 so Lord knows I don’t know anything, other than the stuff people have told me about that decade. Which means she and I never got to experience shows such as Are You Afraid of the Dark, Rocko’s Modern Life, Ahh Real Monsters, etc. Stuff my sister go to indulge in as a child. Tavi does so cleverly pick up the “cool things” of the 90s though, such as Daria and Kurt/Courtney romance. Clever meaning, those were the things 20-30 years old would remember, seeing as they were teens then and sought those things as cool too. Funny enough that the main fashion blog demographic revolves around 20-30 years old. While people laugh at people who criticize Tavi, I laugh at the people who are so enthralled by her that they don’t realize that there’s alot of clever and bright kids out there in the world! Past and Present. Difference is Tavi, found a gullible platform. As an 11 year old I would like to know at what age it’ll be to where I’ll forget how clever and smart children are? Why do we underestimate our youths so much? Don’t get me wrong ,Tavi and I,… well basically all youths have the unfortunate bug of “I know everything!” when we in fact don’t. But come on people give us a little something!  From observance I can say in the nicest way possible, that Tavi’s fans are ignorant. Well no not ignorant, it’s just that they seem to overlook certain things in exchange for a deity, much like religion. In all, am I saying that being hyped is a bad thing? Absolutely not, because alot gifted youths are hyped as well. All I am trying to say is that, she’s nothing but a hype that appeals to the latter generation of the 90s. Sorry let me re-write that she appeals to the “cool” (i.e. hipsters) of the latter generation of the 90s, and  to some teens who also want to seem cool (i.e. again, hipsters). Does hype necessarily mean she’s not going to make it? No. Because once something is hyped it will most of the time be invariably successful. So don’t take my hype as being mean, Tavi. Hype worked for Kings of Leon, no?

After reading this you’ll probably dismiss me as someone who couldn’t be eleven, because it’s scientifically impossible. The only bright eleven year old (now 14) in whole world is Tavi 🙂

Love,
An eleven year old frustrated at some people who can’t possibly process in their head that there are other people like Tavi in the world that don’t choose to use the internet as a platform like she does.

To be honest I find this whole  “fashion blogger” heirarchy ridiculous. I have a fashion blog, because I love fashion and love to post about my favorite stuff. I don’t expect or hope to turn my blog into a business. I don’t accept invitations to fashion shows for the sole fact that Lanvin or Acne noticed that I had a fashion blog, I don’t take pictures of myself looking nice in my trendy clothes, and I don’t ever put advertisements on my blog. And that’s personally me, that doesn’t have to be you. If you want your blog to become a business, let it be. Oh, and to the eleven year old. I’ll agree with Tavi that Daria is awesome, but I’ll agree with you on the fact that she has yet to experience the brilliance of Are You Afraid of the Dark and The Adventures of Pete and Pete.

A wanted poster posted all around my neighborhood.

And no, it’s really not a joke.

According to the source, the lithe 5-foot-6, 115 pound thief, described in a wanted poster as possibly Middle Eastern, strode into the store at around 1:30 p.m. She prowled for about 45 minutes before donning her disguise and pouncing on a sales clerk.

“Give me the money. I have a gun,” read a note Cat Woman passed to the worker, according to the source.

She got her paws on $86 in cash and scampered off, the source said.

Obession is blind.

My heart is knitted.

Edifice Boots.

Essentials.

My young bride, why are your shoulders like that?

Uhhrrgg…

Have you ever thought of an idea or thought up something that you were so happy about,and if you ever had the chance were going to make it happen. Only to find out, someone’s already beat you too it?

These were mine.

Shoez.

Sorry I haven’t updated much lately, I’m at a thing called college.

You are more than that to me.

U.H.B.

Universal Healthcare Bitches

It’s spring, and it’s cold?

Mix match.

The name that you call in it’s place, isn’t waiting for your embrace.

Vintage Bitch.

Color. Colour. Kolor.

Can’t decide if these shorts are ugly or not.

I give a wrong time stop a traffic line.

To whom it may concern,

I have many problems with the fashion industry, and this perv is my biggest peeve. It’s unbelievably hard for me to work and stand by the fashion industry when we allow for young woman to be subjected to this sperm. There’s a reason why me and a bunch of my fellow co-workers who have aswell had  to work with him in some way or another, have hesitated to continue to follow in our fields. Words can’t describe what we’ve witnessed, and I humbly apologize for me and for others who have kept quiet about such circumstances. I knew that “such stuff” was morally wrong but went along with it because, others told us that it’s just fashion. And even if we did speak up, all it would result in was our own expulsion from our internship. An internship we’ve painstakingly want and try to keep, an internship where we’re constantly worried that we’ll be thrown out in such a Devils Wear Prada way, all of it for the chance to witness the creation of outstanding garments and the visions of such camaraderie.

I hope to leave this post with words that I’ve deemed to dismiss every time I exited Mrs. Templeton’s fifth grade classroom, “What’s right isn’t always popular, and what’s popular isn’t always right.“

I’m Sorry.

Or do we just keep on pretending? And hope our love is never ending.

Manchester Madhatter.

The modern Mad Hatter, was born in 1985 and gripes about how ravin’ in Manchester isn’t what it use to be. He’s particularly taken a liking to crisp oxford shirts that he purposefully mismatches with vibrant shorts. He’s almost always on some kind of club drug, and can’t wait for the bucket hat to come back in style. His favorite bands include The Stone Roses, but for now he’ll settle for anything folk electronica. He is in all, a figment of my fashion imagination.