Escape.

My absolute favorite place to surrender.
I'm pretty lucky I can drive to a place this beautiful in a matter of minutes.





I've been flocking to Style Sightings on a daily basis for an insane dose of street-style. No clue why I haven't stumbled upon the site before because the content is so fresh and organic, a couple of attributes I will always admire amidst a community of duplicates. It's definitely the prime place for the young fashion pack to get inspired by new ideas, and of course to drool over how amazingly dressed some people are out there. Here are a couple of my favorites.

Click to enlarge, silly.




I spy Balmain, Chanel, Margiela, and Balenciaga. What do you spy?

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Disco Stick.

Hey kids.

First and foremost, I bought myself a little gift on Wednesday between the time I had from my two job-o's.



Inducing a quivering hot-pocket.

I thought I'd test out the camera's most popular feature, the Image Stabilizer on a whole bunch of random people at a drag show. At the end of the night, I was clicking through the photos I took and didn't recognize half of the people in those photos. But I guess my alcohol abuse can attribute to that. Whatevs.



(Kohl's fedora, Twelve by Twelve embellished top)

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The Shocker.

(Brother's beanie, AA mint big tank, FTL long johns, vintage Calico boots)

Dressing has become so much of a chore for me these days; however, I do feel like I am achieving a sense of my style which I still can't describe to you today. I told myself a few months back that I needed to rebuild my wardrobe because I felt like there was little to say about my style as I continued to dress in supertight Abercrombie t-shirts, plaid shorts, and leather slippers. This look, which has managed to be donned by thousands of young men like myself, is no longer tickling my fashion fancy and eventually faded into oblivion as I started learning more creative and, most importantly, more stylish ways of dressing.

I say to anyone feasting on this text to step out of your comfort zones and experience new ways of dressing yourself. It may seem hard at first, but something beneficial to your self-esteem will come out of it. I can honestly attest to this because you become an individual once you start developing your personal style, something I learned once people started taking note.

I don't know where all that came from, but moving on. I need as much input for this as possible so please feel free to throw in your two cents. I will be purchasing a professional camera sometime this week before I continue to deplete my funds, and before anything else, I am debating between Canon, Nikon, and Sony. My budget is $700 and since it's such an investment for someone of my financial standings, I am incredibly frightened of buyer's remorse. Please include your opinions if you own professional cameras, and feel free to suggest specific ones to make my purchase speedy.

Thanks =]

*Does anybody know why the complete right side of my layout is now at the bottom of my page? Help, please!

Flower Power.

(Royal Bics bow-tie, Bench shirt, American Apparel oversized-pocket cardigan, F21 chiffon flower brooch, Boutiki beaded ring)

I thought it was funny that I wore this to a tacky beach-themed club party. I will vomit if I ever wear beach shorts on any surface other than sand.

My parents and brother left a couple of days ago (my mom & brother to TX, and my dad back to Afghanistan), and I'm feeling unusually disconnected from the world. I called in sick to work this morning for no apparent reason. I probably didn't want to deal with the life I built in independence before I got a jolt of much needed family time. I don't know if that exactly made sense but whatevs.

I really need to document all the crap I 'gathered' from the internet last month. My mom also brought me back some really essential basics for my wardrobe that I don't think I've mentioned before, all the more reason to abuse my Canon. Aside from that, during my little break from posting, I was spending a lot of time with my family because sometimes I get sucked into this theory where I'm living an individual life, disregarding the fact that I have loving and caring relatives all around me. It's sad because I subconsciously know that I feed this unhealthy theory when I cut time short with relatives just to be alone. WTF is that? I'm sorry that I have to share my mental instabilities with you all. Please bear with me while I sort through all my thoughts.

I've read several articles concerning the Alaia VS. The Met Gala/Anna Wintour/Harold Koda case, and I'm glad mainstream films--cough, The Devil Wears Prada--emphasize just how powerful ONE opinion can have over an entire billion-dollar industry. I'm no fashion historian, so please help me understand why Momma Wintour and AA can't hold hands and sing harmoniously around a warm camp-fire?

Enough of that; I must retire under my covers to assure that I am fully functioning tomorrow.

Oh, and Happy Mother's Day to all you baby makers!

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