Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Sunny Side

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Today is let's blow off class and head to the beach day here in San Francisco. Very rare, let me assure you.

BONUS: It's favourite graffiti time!




Odd defamation to say...





Very inside joke. You'd only get it if you lived near Clement street. It's Quickly vs. Genki. Go Sweet Delite is what I say.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Sew In Love

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So this is the muslin of the couture dress I am doing. Pretty excited. It will be done in a scarlet duchess silk.

It's probably the best sewing project I've done. So far

Friday, August 22, 2008

Better

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I'd like to say, that I hae pretty awesome friends that take care of me and keep my spirits up.Also, thanks to all my peeps that are virgos because this weekend and next is about a billion chances to get drunk,. Which I am now.

Yeaaaaaaaaaaa it's gon a be alright!!!

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Are They Filming?

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I saw a man who looked like this combination exit the Muni underground today.

I also saw a car that looked like a duct taped Bat Tank on Market Street.

Monday, August 4, 2008

You Can Fix Anything

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There was a girl I knew in college. She was was full of life and constantly throwing people's perceptions of her back into their faces. From her blog:

I wonder… I wonder because I've agreed and come to terms that I don't know. I don't know about the world I live in, because I can't stand to hear the crap that people have to say about it.

I've decided that I need to buy my own carton of Ice cream and sprinkles and prepare it the way I want it. Which usually means, load the sprinkles in the bottom of the bowl, then insert your ice cream flavor and successfully follow through by adding more sprinkles and finishing it off with whipped cream and a cherry.. or three.

It's in this bold movement of snack time bliss that I decide to stop what I think I should be doing and DO what makes me happy. And if making me happy consists of sugary goodness, than so be it.

The Point being, Why NOT? Why did we decided that what we loved to do, the things that made us happy.. And I'm not talking a heavy night of drinking happy, or drug intoxicated to a point where I see pretty colors when the gong tolls or I think I'm happier when I getting laid… Crap.

I'm talking the soul inside you can't help but laugh, happy. I'm talking my life for this single moment is perfect and I will not let my doubt, regret, past mistakes, or the shitty present ruin that.

When did Happiness become your last favorite chocolate that someone else got to eat… and hated for that fact because they thought it was their favorite so they globbed it in their mouth chewed it .. made a nasty ass sponge face before spitting it out into the garbage an unidentified muck of sludge and saliva.

We have a choice… a choice to live and the choice to BE ALIVE. Tomorrow may never happen the way we expect it. And the future could possibly suck. But for the moment… shit for all moments I want to be happy, and I don't think that's too much to ask for.