Wednesday, December 16, 2009
ASAP
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Meow
It isn't a secret that I love shoes. There is one style that I really can't abide though: The Kitten Heel (for those of you confused look at the photo to the right).

Thursday, November 26, 2009
Dear Vogue,

I know it seems like this cover is fine, but it isn't. There are so many things wrong with this. Yes, these are pretty good looking dresses. Here is the question why do these actress look less than their best? I know you can't always take a great picture every time. And it would be difficult to get all the actresses looking good in the same photo. Here is the thing though I watched "The September Issue" I saw what you are capable of, putting a head on a different body choosing which neck was better than the other one. So you can't tell me that you can' make the best body pose go with the best face shot.

This is the cover that really brought my attention to your problem. Yes this is a gorgeous picture and it is everything I could want from a Vogue cover except it looks like part of a photo shoot and you just couldn't find a cover shot so you stuck this on the cover. In fact it reminds me a Town & Country cover I've seen. is that what you are trying to go for Vogue, Town & Country?

I have one question: When did Charlize Theron become a model for Ralph Lauren?

Again the smallness of this picture is probably perplexing you as to why I picked it. Look closer why does Cate Blanchett not look so great? What is with the lighting or make-up on her face? I have seen better of Cate and of you Vogue. Also this is the December issue yet if I didn't know that I would think it was July or something definitely not a winter month. And December should sparkle, it is the holidays.

And how boring is this? All white with a belt? Looks like another Ralph Lauren ad. Where is the fashion, the drama?
So Vogue I expect better out of you in 2010. I know you lost advertising pages and your September issue was smaller. I get that times are hard, but isn't the cover what draws people to you? I think you would want to make the best showing that you can. So just do better, be better.
Sincerely,
Sunday, November 22, 2009
On the Radio
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I Know I Know it isn't Breaking News
I also particularly like the light weight ones that can be worn in warmer months. Those are usually worn on the hipster/emo guys. You know those guys that wear super tight clothes and are skinnier than most girls. Yeah I like scarfs on those dudes. or I just like how they style their scarfs (see below).

*Chuck Bass can wear whatever he wants.

Sunday, November 8, 2009
Show Them All Your Good Parts
Another song I am loving right now. A little slower a little melancholy but I adore the lyrics.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
There is Probably a Reason

Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Confession
As a side note this did not begin to bother me until college. It all began with a friend of a friend, she mentioned shaving her arms. I have never been one to shy away from trying new things when it comes to beauty. I have dyed my hair blond at home, dyed it darker, used to do my own highlights etc. Anyway, I shaved my arms. Whoosh that feels better, like a weight lifting off my shoulders. Confession is good for the soul.
So back to the point, I shaved my arms and I liked it, for about a day. See the thing with shaving is that your hair grows back and it comes in prickly. And there isn't anything attractive about that. Also I missed spots and that is so freaking annoying, just staring at these patches on your arm.
I stop shaving my arms and have been annoyed with my winter arm hair ever since. Until last week. I was at the store and needless to say I had been thinking of my receding tan and that led to thought about my hair. And I thought why haven't I tried something like Nair on my arms. A depilatory cream (makes the hair disintegrate). I had used Nair on my legs in High School didn't like waiting for it to take effect and it totally stank.
Deciding to check anyway I cam across Veet and it promised that it smelled like aloe and white jasmine. I tried it. And let me tell you that I totally LOVE it. It didn't smell awful it worked faster than the Nair I used in the past, and most importantly I don't have prickly arms.Good Bye arm hair.
Friday, October 30, 2009
Buried Deep
My enthusiasm is down, need to pick it up
Don't want you to think every minute is calamity
Can't let you see the real me
I want that dream;
The kids, the dog
That picket fence, manicured lawn
I know it's not right to use you like this
I need an out, I need a win
And you're a winner
help me out
Just this once
I'll learn to like you, learn to love you
This moment is temporary insanity
My enthusiasm is down, need to pick it up
Don't want you to think that every minute is calamity
Can't let you see the real me
Where's this desperation come from?
This need, this drive
I don't see you I see security
I see things, status
I see through you to that perfect life
It's not your fault
It's a lack in me
Somethings missing, at least i think it is
This moment is temporary insanity
My enthusiasm is down, need to pick it up
Don't want you to think that every minute is calamity
Can't let you see the real me
You're my shot out of this mess
My salvation
Don't know where these mercenary tendencies came from
There are here though and i can't shake them
I want to want you
More than the possibilities
More than for the monetary
But I don't
This moment is temporary insanity
My enthusiasm is down, need to pick it up
Don't want you to think every minute is calamity
Can't let you see the real me
Can you feel my desperation as I take your hand
Don't you sense my panic when you leave the room
You seem so complacent
My smile is over bright
I clasp I grab
needing you in my sights
You are my future
I've determined you are my out
This moment is temporary insanity
My enthusiasm is down need to pick it up
Don't want you to think every minute is calamity
Can't let you see the real me
Trying to collect myself
Bring it all together
Show the face you've been accustom to
The one you seem to like, to love
Only a brief flash of the real me
The one I keep hidden
My every moment is insanity
Faking my enthusiasm until it is real
Creating calamity in my every minute
The real me buried deep beneath this facade
