UGH. I can't take it lately. This is NYC label Sophomore. Grossly good. And I'm sorry, but seriously this model is ultra cute in the weirdest way. Maybe its that one of her eyes is just a but smaller or lazier than the other. My last boyfriend had that and I thought it was adorable on him too.
Oh, covet covet covet. I'm dying here! I've been (and still am, of course) SO SO ill for the last two weeks. Ugh. Gross. Can't freaking handle it. I'm wrecked. And, of course, it's the beginning of finals at my school (art school) so I'm completely screwed. S-C-R-E-W-E-D!!!! Plus, I of course have some totally bogus "group" project and neither of the people doing it with me haven't gotten hold of anything. So, guess I have to do: a, a blog for a client (though it's almost done), two record covers for the label I work for (Smogveil), a portfolio website for my Intro to Scripting Languages class, an animation (!!!!) that's supposed to be a "group" project, (due tomorrow, by the way), and oh, I don't know, try to leave the bathroom floor? That'd be fabulous. So, in the meantime, I have nothing but time to lust after clothes. I am ridiculous. But really-some if this shit is so right it's not right. I'm obsessed (as some of you already know) with AllSaints, Bassike (an unreal Australian label, I mean, what do these people do? Rock N Roll, clothes, good God!!!), Sass & Bide....ugh. It's killing me. I need to make more money. And spend less on tuition. Come on, financial aid!!! Hook a sistah up!!!! Mama needs some new threads! Check this shit:
it’s a long walk
for a flat
green leaves expressing spear tips.
Sticky, fresh smell,
Leaks onto our thighs and cools quick and dirty.
Tangled mass of venetian blinds
Scream, clattering into the night.
You said it’s a lack if sensitivity, or manners,
Cigarette burning on the countertop at the edge of the porcelain sink.
Into a cap declaring fortune
Cookie fables of defeat.
Cotton swab ends
On man’s breath,
Dandelion of the yellow cheeks
Streak the tiles
With blood in your elegant injection’s
(sarah k. chavez 2009)
Yeah, I've been MIA lately. Totally swamped with classes, work, life, health, etc... Mostly the health part, actually, but c'est la vie! I've found some real gems in the vintage cat lately, and hope to be posting some soon for sale in the store. Please check them out and look for the records to be slowly but surely added as well. In other news, I have discovered the face of God in my bathtub. His name is Lush. Holy Cow!!!! Has anyone used this stuff?????? It's amazingly fantastic. I bought the Rock Star soap , the Sonic Death Monkey bath gel, the Ma Bar bubble bar, the Geo Fizz bath bomb, and the Too Drunk To F*ck bath emotibomb. Yes, that's really the name of it, which is all the more reason for a girl like me to shop there. Last night I took a bath, as it was snowing like crazy outside and my body aches like you wouldn't believe, with the Geo Fizz bath bomb and the Rock Star soap. I have to vouch for these bad boys-they work. Really, really well. I have been craving another bath all morning, and honestly may just make myself a cup of tea and hop in to some hot scented water when I get home. Sigh. If only that were now, and if only someone would pay me to take more baths. That appealing hot pink slab is the Rock Star soap, which I used to shave my legs (AH-mazing!) and smells like bubble gum. Yay!