baggy like peanuts and jelly

So I had my interview today and this is what I wore. Obviously a bit on the baggy side. But baggy and oh-em-eff-gee-I-thrifted-Doc-Martens coincide like peanut butter and jelly.

The interview on the other hand went alright. I was running on 5 hours of sleep and three cups of coffee so in the waiting room I almost passed out, but the interview was overall mediocre. Two teachers did the interviews and pulled the ol' good cop/bad cop treatment. I hope the good cop pulls for me though, that school is gorgeous.

go trains and the nineteen twenties

I skipped school to sketch and go thrifting. This is what I wore out of the house, taking the hat off, changing the shoes (I'm still hesitant to wear heels on certain occasions) and adding my winter jacket. I have an interview for the Ontario College of Art & Design tomorrow and I'm kind of scared. And by kind of I mean scared out of my wits.

+1

Oh, and I hope you all like the new layout. I like it better than before. Then again I am going through a neutrals stage at the moment, and am extremely indecisive.

this is a song about a superhero called tony

Guys, I don't care how teen cliche and hipster and Teen Vogue and Gossip Girl (well, this is according to a lot of people who've seen the collection but I can't really say so myself because I've never seen an episode) the Wren 09.10 Fall collection is, I love it. It's so eccentric. My favourite are the first two of the pictures. Need need neeeed

On a contradictory fashion note, I don't really know how I feel about the whole Alexander McQueen pre-Fall 2009. I know I'm a bit late, but I thought I would get accustomed to it, as is what always happens with Alexander and I. I am iffy at first, and then grow to accept, like and then adore it. But this one? I don't know. Would it be weird for me to say Dr Strangelove Or: How I learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb inspiration in this? A mixture of the manical, idiosyncratic Dr Strangelove and the Russian man who fabricates trustworthiness just to attain more power for a country with already so much? Obviously a lot of past eras in there. I don't know, maybe I need some more time, but it has never taken me this long to love McQueen. Especially after the orgasmic collection that was his Fall 2008 RTW collection. I guess only time will tell.

Oh yeah, and I'm back I guess. The inspiration overpowered my laziness.

i don't want it anymore

I'm taking a break from the blog. School applications. Not in the mood. Not to mention I don't even get to wear nice clothes often with a school uniform.

I'll be back. Later though. Have a good life till then.

the night could last forever

Hi guys. Exams and new classes aside, I took time off from the blog because I felt like I needed it. Here are some pictures from the past weekends.

My outfit. Wish I'd have lost the blazer but oh well.

I love my friend's outfit here. Yellow and grey look perfect.

This song makes me feel depressed and satisfied simultaneously. 

hi hi hi

In order: Sleeping cousin, stoned aroused cousin, Marilyn Monroe, Marilyn Monroe, an image from having friends over on my Macbook.

Motion Picture Soundtrack

Red wine and sleeping pills

Help me get back to your arms

Cheap sex and sad films

Help me get where I belong

I think you're crazy, maybe

I think you're crazy, maybe

Stop sending letters

Letters always get burned

It's not like the movies

They fed us on little white lies

I think you're crazy, maybe

I think you're crazy, maybe

I will see you in the next life

(Something comes after the silence, and it's transcendental.)

they got a ranch they call numba fifty one

I adore the imperfections of blurry photos. You don't truly know the details of the photo's subject. It evokes a lot of mystery.

Tomorrow I go to the six floor library downtown to study, then to a few vintage record stores. It's little things like that that make me extremely jovial. Plus there's a huge organic food market next door. They sell the most orgasmic brownies I've ever tasted.

nausea heartburn indigestion

When I'm in a nostalgic mood, carbohydrates are my best friend.

People in the restaurant were looking at me taking pictures of my food like I was naked and schizophrenic and shoving my food in my bra. But I took them any way.