CRACK at Royal T

This was a last minute thing!

And it makes my top faves for fun randomness!

Don't leave us in an empty art gallery with a Porta Party filled with 70's boogie!

Ok. Imagine a black and white film. Its a silent one. You're in it. You're at the beach somewhere in the East Coast. Then theres a man. Hes just standing there. You can't quite see his face. But you know he's smiling at you. And you're smiling too. You don't really recognize this man. Or maybe you just can't quite remember. But you know deep down inside, you know this man. And you know he knows you too. And you guys are just there, standing and staring at each other in the distance with a smile. It's not a big smile. But its not just any smile. Its a smile of genuine happiness. Its like finally finding something. You weren't really looking for it, but somehow, you know it's the one you've been missing all along.

Its like knowing that feeling. And then knowing that you don't have that.

So I'm sitting here, wedged between the cushions of this new fat ass fluffy couch trying to finish my Stockholm text when I suddenly, seriously out of nowhere, I start feeling lonely.

Its the weirdest feeling!

Its like a flash of emotions and then its gone.

And now my brain can't quite grasp the concept of what just happened so it's clinging on to that recent memory.

WEIRD I tell you.

Its not the kind of lonely, when you feel all sad and emo and all Korean soap opera. No, not that annoying kind.

Rather, its the concept of being alone. Physically alone? No. There are three other people in the apt. Socially alone? No. NEVER on that side!

I guess its a feeling of amorous loneliness.

It's the weirdest feeling.

Not even a second long. But it has baffled me ever so dearly.

Its like I'm not lonely at all, but I'm lonely.

Its kind of like that feeling... that yearning feeling. For someone. It's like you've known him all your life. But you just don't know who.

Oh wow. I'm yearning for someone I don't even know.

Rachel Roy

I had the privilege of working with the Rachel Roy project for work just recently and I didn't even realize how amazing this woman is until I had finished writing the lengthy article.

Upon first being assigned to the project and doing a half ass research just to get my head in the game, these were the thoughts that ran in my head.

"Your answers are so trite, I wouldn't be surprised if you ripped those off Teen Vogue's In My Room section!"

"Like Nicolas Ghesquire hasn't done that. Aren't you a little too late for the geo movement?"

"Ps, Alber Elbaz called, he wants his sleeves back."

"Whats up with Dutch chicks and black dudes? She and Doutzen should be BFFs! ...Well if shes friends with Doutzen, I guess she must be nice."

But upon doing much research, I asked my friend about the gender roles women play in Indian cultures. Are they conservative? Are they traditional? Are they family oriented? My friend furthermore explained the role tradition and family.

To be honest, shes quite BALLSY considering the fact the she deviated from the traditional social norms of being an Indian descent. Having been married and divorced with two beautiful children and being a successful fashion designer, Rachel Roy has been through so much for a woman her age.

Therefore, I take my hat off to Rachel Roy for being the woman she is!

I can see Mexico from my house!

Bungee Jumping [X]
Skydiving [X]
White Water Rafting []
Jetskiing [X]
Wakeboarding []
Climb inside a volcano []

what a bunch of T BAGS!

This is a demonstration of how a White Man takes his mail order bride.

Was it a tea house or a brothel? I can never tell the difference!

In the masses

When TIME arrives in my mail, the first thing I check are the Milestones in the briefing section. A bit grim, yes, but I like knowing of people who parted this world and what legacy they leave behind.

On a lighter subject, check out that lady with a bag and the dude with a heart on his polo. STYLE!

YOU SUCKE KARLA JANETS DICK

The Many Firsts of Elboobs with S and B

Superstitions and The Telling of The Bees

Los Banos de Senior Fish

Little Tokyo

Track his Package!!!

IN FULL SWING!

This blog project came about randomly through a text.

NOM DE PLUME REQUIRED

have you HUURD?

Have you guys ever heard of Rumi Neely? Well Dana and Cat interviewed her last week for Marie Claire JP and I have to say she's pretty kicking! Fashion Blogging and a billion Balenciaga bags... no wonder she's LA's most wanted blogger!

Fashiontoast

Paris ExitSnaps

Last week I was viewing the Paris ExitSnaps in preparation for Fashion Week and guess who I stumble upon...

my very own Francy France France!!!

BINGO!!!

S and B headed off to Venice today for a nice cup of tea! ... and then some!

Round Two!!!

@elleeyeenn

@coolhuntceline

What a nice day to walk about Venice.

NatASS and Marissa Miller

HAHA! So the feature I worked on for Glitter Japan finally came out! I could not stop laughing! I called NatASS immediately and told her shes an Engineer Assistant! hahahahaah!

Anyway, while you're at it, check out Mila's feature! Pretty damn cool!

HEY not LADIES!!!

I have absolutely been on a rocky mountain high since my weekend getaway with The Argentine.

It started Friday morning, sleepless, heading to PV foreign country to rendezvous with the girls. The acacia flooded me with childhood memories.
Moving on.
After 6 hours of driving and smoking the Indian, I finally knocked out on the 3rd floor of a 4 story house.
Sardines.
Stargazing. Theres so many. I feel...
Into the Wild.
Morning.
Headed for the peak. Almost gangbanged a fatass motherfucker on a golfcart. V fell on her ass.
I'm on a bus.
Funky ride to the top. The gondolas are quite panoramic. Nearly had a heart attack.
Jumped out of the gondola. Pictures at man made lake.
Moving on.
Pictures on a snow cap. Go brunette sorority.
Pictures on a rock at 11,000.
"Daddy, is that what you're supposed to do?"
The descend.
Sing sing sing sing.
Bloody pad on sole.
Ran/tumbled down the mountain.
Wait for the rest.
Hitch hiked on a some random dudes truck.
Wheres Dom Quiqui?
Dance with a bunch of camp kids.
Reunited.
I'm on a bus.
Walk home.
Separated.
Trampoline.
Gave birth to a hand. AhhAHHHHHHHHH!
Swimming pool. "My friends are beautiful." "We are the best group." "I don't even know why they try." "People should just give up."
Synchronized swimming.
Night.
Out.
"HEY LADIES!"....."HEY not LADIES!"
I'm getting married! ..at a burger joint.
"Theres so many chicks"
Whiskey Creek. (tsk tsk tsk)
Home. Party!
2 second pillow fight that broke the lamp.
Mafia.
Some game that MY and The Argentine dominated.
I'm drunk. Peroni anyone?
Titanic.
Morning.
Breakfast club. Amazing
Crying in a bathroom stall eating a tub of nutella.
Goodbye house. Squeaky clean and super glue!
Store/gifts.
Popped out at the rocky mountain chocolate factory.
The baby lake is freezing.
LA girls are crazy!
Are they colorful over there? Faceplant!
Amazing plunge! I feel like a newborn baby!
Drive home.

The Locksmith

I finally picked up my suitcases from my locksmith Ramon! He's a sweetheart!
Anyway, I bought the vintage suitcases for the Glitter shoot with Tasha and since then, I've decided to keep it all for myself.

Since I'm traveling next month, I decided to get locks for them and Ramon was more than helpful! Don't even get me started on my cobbler! I think this is the only reason why I like Torrance.

Semi Pro

S0 the FedEx man finally delivered my Semi Pro SLR!!! So I took it out to Haggerty's to play!