By: Jey Quichocho.

Sunday, November 30, 2008

The Saga Continues.

It seems as if humanity refuses me integration into this world. I thought my rantings on exceptionally rude people were over, but that appears to be untrue.

Yesterday my mom and I were out shopping for things for my dad, and our first stop was our post's exchange. For you non-military folk out there, an exchange is basically our puny version for the civilian Wal*Mart. Anyway, as my mom and I were scanning through shelves of mounted portable DVD players, some woman thinks it's okay to walk up perfectly to my right side, her arms brushed up against mine, proceeds to reach her left hand carelessly to a tag on the shelf which is directly in front of me while my face is behind her elbow. At this point I'm thinking she's about to get tackled any minute now, but I forfeit these thoughts as I probably would have caused my mom distress. She continues to stand at this uncomfortable distance beside me, and I sure as hell do as well. My mom is to my left and obviously notices this, she slightly tugs my cardigan motioning me to move out of the way, to which I responded very loudly, "What? I'm looking too." The damn woman continues to stand there like a negligent jezebel and my mom advances her motions to rid me of this situation as she grabs my arm to whisk me away. In my first steps to start walking, I turned around to the lady and intended for my mom, "You know, SHE could say excuse me." Ugh people these days.

And because I am obviously a target for being incessantly accosted, an interaction at my doorstep didn't go so well. I answered the door to an aggressive knock followed seconds after by four doorbell rings. There stood an old man with a very stern look on his face and a clipboard in his hand. From my recollections, here's how the conversation went:

Me: "Hello, sir."
Homeboy: "Hi are your parents home?"
Me: "My mom is."
Homeboy: "Okay can you get her?"

I adjust to close the door and then stop. He looks up as if I was lacking in chromosomes.

Me: "Sorry, what's your name?"
Homeboy: "Joe."
Me: "From where?"
Homeboy: Sarcastically, "Not from anywhere."

So at his last words I swing the door shut in his face, stomp to the foot of the stairs, and yell out to my mom that there is a rude man named Joe downstairs who would like to speak to her. Okay, I know it sounds like I'm being melodramatic in all of this, but I guess all I can say is the picture is more vivid and legitimate in person. I'm not being unreasonably frivolous. I'm not acting like there is someone out to get me. And I will not succumb to any deficit of kindness. This generation of humanity perpetuates a devalue in character by the lack of congeniality between people within social interactions. I mean, why is it so wrong for complete strangers to be genuine and cordial? Tell me because I am otherwise convinced that my future is doomed.

In other news, I found this at The Selby, and he/she is currently melting my heart.
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Saturday, November 29, 2008

Shine.

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For sushi with my brothers.

Well I had an eventful Thanksgiving. Not really. I spent most of my time preparing the meal with my mom after which I devoured my plentiful portions of moist turkey, mashed potatoes, red rice and corn.

I was watching The View yesterday and one of the ladies mentioned that people on either side of the shopping counter tend to get increasingly bitchy towards Christmas, which is very true in my experiences. Before sushi yesterday, my sibs and I stopped by Radioshack to pick up a memory card for my dad's camera. In short, a sales associated managed to bark information to me over the volume set by shoppers and their personal conversations. I'm not asking for a damn Saks shopping experience but tend to every shopper as you would want to be tended to.

And as if this debochal wasn't enough to inaugurate my day, homegirl at the sushi place dared to use the this is my first day so please be patient with me excuse on us, which I think is an example of weak character and more importantly, incompetence. To which I responded audibly "Don't tell me how to dine especially when I come into YOUR restaurant." We were honestly cordial in our interactions until she spat such a lame refutation. Whatever.

At any rate, not much is going on in my sphere of life. It is an exceptionally foggy day that definitely sets the mood for the weekend, though I thought I should share. I do plan on compiling a list of my pet-peeves. That should be fun.

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Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Pompadour.

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Except for the chromosome-lacking stylist who rushed my cut, I'm in love with it!
So none of you are surprised by the rumors of Anna Wintour retiring?

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Canary.

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I asked my sugar plum Jenny in NYC to send me a little outfit of herself so I could share it with my blog buddies, but I actually had clandestine intentions to debut her natural beauty. Haha my favorite is the freakin' picnic basket! I LOVE YOU JENNY BEAR & you tear up Parsons with your viscosity sugar plum!


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  • I am uncontrollably excited for Christmas, and I haven't yet devoured my Thanksgiving dinner.
  • My mom is usually more exuberant around the holidays which is always delightful.
  • I absolutely genuinely look forward to volunteering this holiday season.
  • My dad's in Afghanistan, fighting for your freedom, but I refuse to pity myself and my family especially now because there are far worse situations ensuing in these current times.
  • Christmas music is paramount starting November.
  • Inaugurate yourself into this new year with a goal to contribute love to this wretched world.
To conclude, freak out here.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Shutterbug.

A gallery of genius from my favorite amateur photographer.

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INSANE, right? Find him here.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

The Visionary.

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Exactly what I was thinking.

I LOVE YOU BB & Congratulations on your very first magazine editorial!
check out more here.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Squint.

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To satisfy my skinny dress pant craving, I gave in to a pair of women's pants I found at Ross today. Told you I prefer immediacy. I also purchased a pair of acid wash purple skinny jeans just so people can scoff, which I always appreciate. Haha.

I'm feeling unusually disconnected from the fashion circle these days; having more interests in finding or being found by 'love'. But to remain relevant, did anyone snatch any CDG goods from H&M? I probably wouldn't have gone considering the hysteria that is the mass market, and I prefer shopping when everybody else is at work anyway.

Also, the CFDA/Vogue Fashion Fund Winner is...

It is quite admirable of Alexander Wang to remain so humble amidst his sudden rise of publicity, and after his SS09 show only being his sixth rtw collection, the designer sheds his novice skin and ventures into an aesthetic he can finally claim as an Alexander Wang signature. Looks like the future of fashion has already arrived. =]

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Mid-air

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So my hair is getting a little crazy nowadays. I KNOW I have it in me to avoid surrendering to my discomforts … or maybe not. I guess I'll see. I really don’t want to cut it yet, but it’s getting so F-ing irritating that I might just have to visit a salon pretty soon.

Oh and I was wondering if anybody had any suggestions as to where I could possibly purchase Men’s skinny dress pants made with a sheen-type fabric, maybe satin or crepe? Living in the mecca of podunk towns, I don’t exactly have the option of shopping at exciting places which is quite sad for the residents here considering how I’ve seen people dress.

Anyway, have any of you folks seen the new PS01 bags by Jack & Lazaro over at Proenza? Only the duos closest friends have been issued bags from the collection, and they don’t even come out until Spring.

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Look out for my mini-'interview' with Renée Sturme from FashionFillers!

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

The Ugly Dress.

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Surprisingly, my sister willingly participated in my spontaneous crave for new outfit shots. Along with the boots, this is the dress we thrifted a while ago at the Goodwill. Though even with this outfit, I'm still not quite sure as to how I would style the dress otherwise. I mean I'm not entirely in love with this look, but immediacy fulfilled my crave. Without the belt, the bust is quite loose, so essentially without any support it just sort of hangs there. But it's okay for now because my sister werrked it out.

Anyway, I went to the dentist today which was a complete disaster. My appointment was at 2PM; I wasn't seen until 2:45; I didn't leave until 4:30. Let's just say any type of service on a military post is 10x slower than a civilian service outside that post. The slogan holds true: hurry up and wait.

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Monday, November 10, 2008

the sand & the sea.

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Not much for you guys today.
But I thought I should let you know that I LOVE THE BEACH.