I love Daisy Lowe.

http://hypebeast.com/2010/07/palladium-authenticity-daisy-lowe/
WATCH THIS.
Lover her style.
her accent.
her jacket.

Laver's Law

This was interesting to me.
Laver's Law is a theory that James Laver came up with. He is a writer that is known for his studies in fashion history. This is his theory on the cycle of fashion and fashion trends. The law about an item of clothing or a trend is above.

I take this to be pretty accurate, wouldn't you say?

Fashion and 9/11.

Just a second ago, i was reading a blog called searchingforstyle, and the author was talking about this book she read called " The Thoughtful Dresser", by Linda Grant. She proceeded to include certain paragraphs from the book in her post that she found interesting. This is one that she shared that i thought was both interesting and humorous:

“…if there was ever an indictment of the vacuity of the fashionable mind and its stubborn (occasionally heroic) insistence on ignoring reality, it was the revelation that on September 11 the Yves Saint Laurent store on Madison Avenue, which had just taken delivery of its $2,500 purple gypsy peasant blouse with puff sleeves, received over forty calls to find out if they were still open and if the blouse was available.”

I really want to read this book now.

I DIE FOR THESE.

Finsk wedges. SO SO cute. i absolutely, 100% cannot live without them. saving starts NOW.

Burberry Spring/Summer 2010 collection.

I love these looks. especially the coat in the first picture.

uh oh.

This is how lame I am. I have just developed an interest in ebay. Now, i am slightly angry that my mom has sold all my old designer purses in yard sales over the past few years. Off i go to find other random shit to sell. 

I'm thinking I'll sell my hookah before I leave. That will make some money for sure. 

Style Icon.

Rihanna has some mad style. I love how her look is so edgy now. suits her much better than her fun, innocent vibe she had going on back in the day. These photos in the July 2010 cover of Elle Magazine, are probably my favorite photos of her, ever. Not only am i a huge fan of leopard print anything, but i love the seductive elegance of these pictures. 

So many choices.

I cant make up my mind. At first, i was thinking i would go to Saddelback Community College and get a business degree and then transfer to FIDM (Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandising). Then i thought to myself, "well, i really want to get started in fashion NOW, but i still need a business degree." So, i thought i would double major at Saddleback in Business Management and Fashion Merchandising. Though, i dont exactly know how to go about double majoring.Then, while i was researching today, i found out that i could have just applied to FIDM for a 2-year fashion merchandising degree and just continue on to a 4-year degree with business management. SHIT. If only i had looked into this earlier. Now, i am super confused. I dont want to make the wrong decision that will take me down the wrong path to broke instead of the path to MILLIONS. I swear, i need a career counselor or something. I JUST NEED TO BE SUCCESSFUL. Im 100% willing to do whatever it takes to get there. So, is that so much to ask? I wish there was just a list of steps layed out for me and all i had to do was follow them. Now, i have made the decision that I'm going to go to Saddleback for one semester for Fashion merchandising( just so i dont waste time taking a semester off from school), and then transfer to FIDM in the spring. That is, if i get in. I would have to do a project to get in and write an essay and all of that. Ive never done that before. Also, if i dont get in, my plan is fucked and i have no idea what i will do. I should probably apply to a back up fashion school as well, huh? 

I'm also going to need a job as soon as i get to California. My dad's words were, " I'm not paying for anything anymore. You'll get food...maybe, and a roof over your head." Oh, great dad. Im hoping to get a job at Nordstrom's. Regardless though, i AM going to apply for the internship there. That will definately look good for FIDM.

i am proud of myself for coming up with some-what of a plan for the next year at least. I hope to God that everything works out. 

last time i checked

I wasnt 5 fucking years old.

LUST

I have an intense longing in my soul for this Alexander Wang bag.

its starting to hit me.

i cant stop thinking about moving. im excited, yes. excited to get my life going. excited to finally be feeling like im doing something, getting somewhere. But, it really hit me today, as i was registering for classes that im MOVING for good. Im not coming back. All the wonderful people ive met here, all the memories i have. FINISHED. Yeah, ill keep in touch with people, but its not the same. Ill never have close relationships with any of them ever again. This makes me so sad i cant even explain. No more comfort zone. No more mom to talk to every morning. No more big comfy room with all my stuff on the walls and all my random shit ive collected over the years sitting everywhere. No more Gucci, the sweetest most loveable dog. No more huge awesome gym where i know almost everyone, where i accomplished so much. No more Starbucks where i can go and almost always see someone i know. Im terrified of being lonely. What if i dont make any friends? What if the only people i have to talk to are my brother and my dad who i can barely stand? What if something happens to my mom or my grandma while im away? I dont want to miss out on whats going on here. I fear that Ill come back to visit and no one will care. Or ill have gone so long without seeing them that they will have forgotten about me. 

now, here i am. i cant sleep and im crying because im so sad. Ive been alone for 4 days straight. litterally sitting in my room for 4 days without talking to anyone. Thats not good for my mental well-being. I need comfort. I need some reassurance that everything is going to work out.

HOLY JESUS.

this is my future husband.

this just leaves me speechless...

this man is perfect.

of course, he's probably like married to some super hot chick that looks like angelina jolie or something. 

figures.

but, DAMN.

Moving day

is getting closer and closer and i am TERRIFIED. Terrified of whats going to happen. Terrified of the unknown. Terrified of living with the fucking devil (aka my father). What if i dont make it. What if i dont make any friends? What if i fall flat on my face? this cant happen. I am moving to force myself to grow up and do something with my life for real. Knoxville has no opportunity. When i get there my life will be filled with studying, working, and going to the gym every day. I cant wait to be that busy. Hopefully ill be so busy, ill barely have time to eat, but plenty of time to work out. I hope I meet a lot of amazing people and have an amazing social life. That's all i want. I AM SO SCARED.

I love this.

why

Why do i continue to do this to myself. its like im punishing myself. i cant do anything right. i can stick to it for a long time, then have weeks and weeks of fucking it all up. then it takes several more weeks to fix. i hate this. and i know it makes me feel like shit. but i cant stop. its a battle that will never be won. always fighting.

my love.

Fashion is my passion.

Its the only thing that makes my eyes light up.

i love the way clothes tell a story of the person wearing them.

i love the affect they have on a person’s mood.

the way they can draw people in, or turn people off.

the way clothes can make a person feel better about themselves.

the capability they have to bring out a person’s best features.

nothing is more exciting to me.

one day soon, im going to make it big.