H&M MOTORCYCLE JACKET, SILENCE & NOISE CORSETRY BRA, NASTY GAL MAXI SKIRT, GUCCI SHOES, ARMOR JEWELRY BODY CHAIN, TOM FORD SUNGLASSES
This is why I'm singlex2.
Aside from running their store, the couple enjoy making films (check out their latest above), hosting art shows, and listening to good music. They're also offering one of my readers a chance to receive a promotion code worth $75! Open worldwide, to enter follow Charlie & Lee and myself on Twitter and leave a comment below with your email address and the craziest thing you've ever done for love (just because I'm curious). I'll choose a winner next Friday, September 3rd.
TALULA SWEATER, CURRENT/ELLIOTT DENIM SHORTS, FRYE SHOES, CC SKYE BRACELETS
Do you ever feel like the universe is trying to tell you something? A bunch of events all happen within a relatively short time. They're not related, in a causal sense, but have enough in common that it makes you wonder?
HELMUT LANG TOP, CURRENT/ELLIOTT DENIM SHORTS, CHRISTIAN LOUBOUTIN SHOES
...for now. Thank you for all the emails and comments on my last post. I really appreciate those who are courageous to share their own heartrending story. It's nice to know I'm not alone and that there are other people who are/was just as lost and confused as I am. Carrie, who I've known since 7th grade, hit the nail on the head when she recently said to me, "We put a lot of pressure on ourselves to have everything figured out by a certain age." I blame high school.
I can't promise I won't have anymore breakdowns. I've mentioned before I'm fucked up, so I'm already out of that closet, so to speak. But perhaps the ability to open myself up more to the world, to put aside my pride and to tear down my walls, will make me less of an asshole in the end. Not to mention get me a hell of a lot more dates, but that's a whole 'nother story.
TALULA BOYFRIEND SHIRT, H&M LACE BRA, CURRENT/ELLIOTT DENIM SHORTS, ALEXANDER WANG SHOES, URBAN OUTFITTERS HAT, CC SKYE BRACELETS, CHANEL BAG
Who am I? What should I do with my life? These sort of questions haunt me. I know this is all part of being in your 20s, but that doesn't stop me from feeling lost. I thought I wanted to do something in fashion (hence the name of my blog). I was jumping from one job to another; same shit, different pile. Then I realized sometimes, I don't even give a fuck about fashion. Vogue is not my bible, models are not my idols, and I'm not up to date on the latest trends. I actually hate the word "trends." Don't get me started on those how to articles. All of a sudden these people are experts on wearing double denim or socks with heels... as if.
At the same time, I don't know what else to do. I don't know what else I can do. I also don't know where I'm going with this. I'm just thinking out loud. In a strange way, there's comfort in complete strangers reading my thoughts. Maybe someone will understand through the glimpse of my words.
PHOTOS BY NANCY OF TELL ME TO SHUT UP
AMERICAN APPAREL DRESS, CHRISTIAN LOUBOUTIN SHOES
- I'm still on a shopping ban. These shoes don't count.
- You'd think in this outfit I was going out on a hot date or to a club. Actually, I sat outside on a rocking chair watching cars go by. How old am I again?
- I was going to book another tattoo appointment today, then I realized I don't want to remember this time in my life right now, so I'll wait. Somewhere, my mom is rejoicing.
Have you ever wanted someone so bad, knowing you can never have them?
- I didn't get the job, but I'm not moving to Toronto... yet. Instead, I'll be visiting second week of September. My dear Toronto readers, please enlighten me on what to check out in the city.
- Watched Step Up 3D with T earlier. Watching Eat, Pray, Love with Nancy tomorrow. Good movies and good friends always warms my little black heart.
Avi of Lavender Scribbles drew these incredible portraits of me (thanks, Avi!). I'm always in awe of people who can draw. I took different types of art classes in junior high and high school, and a fashion illustration class in college. I'd always pass, but it never came easy to me. What should only take a few minutes usually turned into a few hours.
VINCE BUTTON-DOWN SHIRT, CHRISTOPHER KANE T-SHIRT, CITIZENS OF HUMANITY JEANS, GUCCI SHOES, BAG, AND WATCH, WILFRED HAT
To feel the highest high and come tumbling back down after the goodbye's are said stress me out. So do titles.
My current "situation" reminds me of my favourite quote from Eat, Pray, Love: "People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that's holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then they leave. And thank God for it."
Eat, sleep, shit, play, repeat. Sometimes I wish I was a kid again.
On our way to Cirque du Soleil's KOOZA.
JNBY COAT, ALICE + OLIVIA DRESS, GUCCI SHOES AND BAG, RAY-BAN SUNGLASSES
My mom took these photos of me. It's nice not to have to use my tripod and self-timer for once. She, my dad, and nieces are visiting for the week.
A couple days ago the right heel on my Gucci suede booties broke. Of course my friend Alyssa, the one person who has always made fun of me for buying ridiculously pricey shoes, witnessed the whole thing. She laughed, I cried... okay, not really, but it was quite tragic. There was no point in trying to get it fixed since there was a recall on them, so I exchanged them for this Gucci 1973 small shoulder bag in python instead.
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