Coloured Denim

LOVE.

the best

Speaking of nylon magazine, one of my favourite shoots come from their fall issue that Megan Fox covered. Her beauty, the clothes, the makeup, her personality and the word vomit. I love her.

and this

I need to post the image of the leopard traveling the city now that I mentioned it. The Mulberry blog, check it out.

http://blog.mulberry.com/

blogger, blogging, blog

As a blog writer I really enjoy other blogs and what people have to say. Some of my favourites are the blogs of fashion houses and magazines. The one I follow the most is Nylon magazines, considering their magazine is about film, fashion, music and art, the blog reflects that. They post on favourite fashion picks, what nail polish is the best, different films, new musicians that are hitting the scene and all sorts of art. Nylon TV also offers personal looks into different parties and different activities around the city involving all sorts of media outlets. They also interview a lot of amazing celebrities and people in the business. Another favourite is the Mulberry blog. Mulberry does mostly fashion and people seen wearing the fashion houses' line. Recently they feature a blow up leopard that was apart of their fashion show around town; on the subway, out to dinner, on the street, and carrying a coveted Mulberry bag. There are many more that I like but those two are probably my favourite and I make a point of checking every single day.

love

Love that will not betray you, dismay or enslave you it will set you free. Be more like the man you were made to be. There is a design, an alignment to cry of my heart you see, the beauty of love as it was made to be.

tribute

With the new series of Charlie's Angels premiering this past week, I think it is only fitting to pay tribute to one of the original angels. Farrah Fawcett. Her beauty was astounding, this image was probably the bedroom staple for most men young and old. She left this earth way too young, but thankfully her persona will be in film history forever.

classic.

One of my favourite female artists of all time is Stevie Nicks. She is the definition of badass. A rock chick at heart and a beautiful talent as well. Let me put Rumours on repeat. Thank you Fleetwood Mac.

sigh no more

As the winter winds litter london with lonely hearts Oh, the warmth in your eyes swept me into your arms.

Their album is on repeat and I am ecstatic that I get to see them this coming October. The lyrics, and the harmonies are beautiful. This album makes me want to take a bus ride across the country and let my emotions take over. I couldn't say it more plainly, I love Mumford and Sons.

sk8r grrl

HBD AVRIL!

bundling up

Coats are my thing. I own more than six and they all vary in style and fit. I have the basic parkas, my good old Community parka and my beautiful Canada Goose, pea jackets, a duffle coat, leather, ski jacket and a fall canvas coat. In this country coats of all styles are necessary. Right now I am coveting two jackets from Aritzia; T.Babaton's Howell Peacoat and TNA's Cropped Deerfield Duffle Coat. Although I own the full length Deerfield duffle, there is something so perfect about a shorter jacket and the camel colour is this seasons must have colour. It might not be the most practical for the winter months but for the next four, it is perfect. I might have to bite the bullet and splurge for one of these pretty babies.

thought of the day

In earlier posts I talked about the "all about me" craze and issues that have come up involving things that I have said about others moral compasses. I just can't stop thinking about it. I can't give it up. I'm so amazed at the sheer ignorance of people and the lack of insight into their own lives. I can't stand hearing the phrase "i am busy". I can't stand it. It literally is the most irritating phrase ever. Everyone is busy, everyone has a life but for some people their shit is way more important. I just wish people could gain some insight. Mind you, if it was that easy everyone would change. My favourite Shakespeare play is King Lear. A man who has no insight and doesn't gain it until he loses everything. To be honest, Shakespeare deals with a lot of life lessons and the blindness people have to the simplicities of life. I cannot stress enough how little insight and little reflection people put into their own lives. It truly is sad the way that the human race is ending up and will forever be with new age technology. It's hard to watch the intelligence die off and people say things that are truly ignorant and dumb. What i find amusing about when people ask me if I am studying English to become a teacher. Not because literature is the source of knowledge and personal wealth. By studying English you are gaining insight and information that a math equation or a science experiment could never teach you. The biggest problem with this world is that everything is a formula and a step by step issue. If more people studied the arts, they would gain a moral compass and a new look at the world. There are reasons why old literature and philosophers are still studied and it isn't because they want to bore us. It is because there is so much depth and knowledge within these texts that people don't even realize because they don't take the time to learn it. I feel as if the epidemic of science and math majors will make this world lose it's intelligence into the practicalities of life. People will become so boring and lifeless that studying things like English won't make any sense because no one will have the brain capacity to understand the in depth analysis of what the truth to life really is.

what I love

four legged friends and mine in particular

the return

There you go people, i'm bringing them back. The red toms. Possibly one of the comfiest shoes that exist. Go buy a pair and check out their new desert boots while you're at it.

and then

it became fall. The crisp mornings, warmer days, and cooler evenings. Rifling through my drawers for jeans and my plaid button ups. Blowing the dust off of my leather jacket and the starbucks pumpkin spice latte in hand. The season change is beautiful and is welcomed this time of year. Covering up may be hard and there are always the people who can't give up their flip flops just yet. Mind you, that is what is so great about fall, minimal layers are necessary.

i miss ....

high school lockers, the gossip, the friends, and the vulgar graffiti inside. Nostalgia.

let me be

wild and free. let me have the freedom to stand alone and be who I want. I want to see the world, to know the things I have never thought possible. I want to stand at the top of a mountain and look out over the world, knowing that there is a world larger than myself before me. I want to be wild and free without a thought and free fall into a beautiful life.

badass bitch

Erin Wasson.

one step closer to almost famous

Mulberry Alexa. Need. Want. Must Have. Now.

printed scarves

Scarves are the epitome of the seasons. For each season there is a scarf with different materialand weights, Cashmere and wools in the cooler months and silks and light cottons in the spring and summer months. With the cooler weather approaching I am all about getting new scarves. The biggest trend I love right now are animal imprinted scarves. I am currently coveting Crumpet England's cashmere scarf collection. They are fun and luxurious as well as practical. My favourite one (which is currently out of stock and from an older season) is the terrier printed scarf. Recently it was seen on Emma Watson as she strolled the streets of London. Hopefully I will get my hands on one sooner rather than later. Scarves can be found at www.crumpetengland.com: Soft lilac peacock, Black/White heart print, Snow leopard print.

sometimes i wish

sometimes i wish you could read my diary

open the pages and breathe my air

to be able to read the way i feel

read the things i dare not say

feel my anger, my hurt, my smile

see the passion in which i live

know how i feel about you

i sometimes just wish that my diary was a novel

so people would stop judging me

and get to know me better

if my diary was a on library shelf

people would know how much i care

how much happiness i have and how much i never share

but my diary is my own and it is not a novel

my feelings and thoughts and hopes and dreams remain inside

tomorrow i will still be judged by those around me

it is such a shame that they will never get to know me

the way i see it

I know these people will probably never read my blog. They will never see my thoughts and will never know how I feel. Unless I make it public to all my friends this person/people will never see how I will feel about them. Somewhere inside this blog is nice. It is public, yet no one I am close with knows that it exists. I try not to put personal feelings online. I feel like they cause more turmoil than anything else. I know this because a few weeks ago I made a personal statement about manners. I didn't name a name but it was pretty clear if these people read it. They think they are so humble, so great, so flawless in their actions. They declare imperfections yet believe themselves perfect in their actions. The carelessness and the selfish behaviour put me over the edge. I couldn't handle the inner feelings that surged. I decided to take a step in the public direction and make a statement about how I felt. I'm not sure if this is believable but these people took offense. They actually read it and decided to write an email to my mom. MY MOM! My mom feels the same way, actually my entire family feels the same way. My grandpa agreed with me when my mom told him what I had said. These are people who have their heads so far up their own asses that they cannot realize the effects of their own actions, or lack there of. The email asked if I would take it down. I thought about this. I truly did. I thought about what I had said and how I didn't direct it personally at them but how much it clearly affected them. How they saw how it made them look back and possibly guilty about how they acted. I really did think about the whole thing a lot and decided that taking it down goes against how I feel about the situation. It would show remorse and sympathy for people who do not care about others. That choose to live their lives only thinking of themselves rather than the family they have around them. It would give into their stupidity and their carelessness. I couldn't do it. For my pride and my strength. I put it out there for people to read and react. This was the exact reaction I set out to grab. I wanted them to read it and think of themselves. I wanted to make my point about the rudeness and behaviour that they showed. The obvious brush off of family coming to visit from Europe. I wanted to prove a point. At this point in time they haven't made an attempt to talk to me or my family. I find it amusing, like a high school game between girls. That mean girling attitude where its only funny until its directed at you. I pack a mean punch. I am not stupid or dumb. I do not pretend that I don't see things for what they are or people for who they are. I call it as I see it. Maybe one day I will post my blog out there for my close family and friends to read it and maybe then I will see a real reaction.

to you

to you i am only

a pretty face

to you i don't have

grace

to you my life is an empty space

to you i am

selfish

to you i could never be

selfless

to you i am

spoiled

a brat

irresponsible

ungrateful

to you i have

no boundaries

to you i don't know

what true pain is

to you i cannot feel

empathy

to you i am just

a joke

vain

shallow

and cold

to you i cannot be

a good person

with a heart

who could care

to you i have

no problems

to you i am

just a pretty face

who only thinks inwards

there is no beyond

to you i am

the pain in your side

the girl you wish wasn't in your life

to you i stole

your thunder

childhood memories gone

shadowed by what i took from you

to you i am only

lucky

i'd struggle without help

and you would love to see me fail

to you i am

the thorn that keeps on pricking

the happiness i have makes you green with envy

to you i have

everything in the world

like a beautiful flower i bloom with sunshine

to you i am

the competition

the one who never tries to win

to you i am

whatever you want me to be

the book you judge by the cover because your afraid to know the real me

There are people in this world that will live to hurt you. They live to see you fall on your face and watch you fail. They never help you up but have no problem beating you down. I've encountered many people in my small lifetime that resemble this type of person. I breathe and live each day to prove that their small mindedness and bitterness is their problem not mine. I take each day in my stride knowing that years from now they will still be bitter and hate their lives and I will embrace all the goodness and try to live a happy life. Positive thoughts, make for positive energy. Their is no room for negativity. Take what you have and make something of it. Their are things in life you cannot change but their are things you can.

The best revenge of all: Happiness.

Nothing drives people crazier than seeing someone have a good fucking life.