The people who talk all the time and still, about nothing.

These are the people you need to cut out of your life.

I've been on an optimistic kick lately and I've been noticing more and more that certain interactions with people are extremely feigned and, in turn, a waste of their time and mine (but since this blog is essentially about me, I will just go ahead and say it's a big fucking deal to waste my time)

Let's move this along, shall we?

These people do not benefit your life. As much as our economy and society begs us to do this fake bullshit called "networking," you have to take a step back and think--What kind of people will (so-and-so) connect with me? And once they do, will I be able to tolerate their presence?.......errrrrrmmmm no, you will not.

You will continue on this viscous cycle of letting fake people into your life that will drag you around and put you in situations with other people you will also hate.

Do something better, get your fucking colon cleansed--you'll feel better and I would consider a fresh new start from your life of taking it from people that won't even hint bending over for you.

..oh, and Happy Easter.

Goats.

80 out, Gilt Party

Here in Athens, we don't have the glamor of the Gansevort Rooftop when it gets hot, but we make do with the 909 poolside.

Sophie, Mollie, and I gabbed, bullshit-ed, and read magazines that rotted our brains(*cough*Cosmopolitan*cough)




At night, Rasaan, El and Terence threw a Gilt Man party at 283 Bar.
Couldn't decide on an outfit but ended up wearing my cowboy tuxedo.
Inspired by (duh) Chloe.





My cheaper version.
Shoes, Simply Vera Vera Wang for Kohls, Denim Shirt- Urban Renewal/Urban Outfitters, Jorts old American Eagle Jeans I cut, Bracelet-F21

Photos from the dance party for Gilt Man...

Tilda Swinton

So statuesque. Whether you think she’s attractive or not, NOBODY LOOKS LIKE TILDA SWINTON. I love her. I love the androgyny. I love the defiance of tradition. To TILDA!

gasp*

Maryna Linchuk by Mateusz Stankiewicz in Room 858 | 25 Magazine Spring 2010

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Reverting

Rarely do I find myself blubbering like an idiot. If I feel uncomfortable or I am intimidated by someone, I just shut up. One on one's are my thing but no one has ever made me feel like more of a middle school girl than my journalism professor.

She is one of those rare people that feel completely ok with silence amongst people she barely knows. I, however feel the need to fill that air with bullshit small talk and mumblings that really have no substance.

So, cheers to you professor--thanks for reverting me back to my awkward years.

Clocked!

Lunch at Clocked-some say they have the best burgers in town but I still love the East West Burger...i suppose that's my bias though.

And then I had my friend take pictures of me in front of Sunshine Bicycles.

i'm trying...

There comes a time in every little girl's life where she vows never to be like her mother.
Then, a couple years down the road she has that "oh shit" moment where she does something that her mother would do.

In my case, I have adopted my mom's wardrobe color scheme. Which includes gray, black, white, and the occasional khaki.









Well kids, I had a brief affair with Color and I think I can't decide whether I like him on me. As you can see, we're taking things slow...

(sorry if you don't like feet)


Polish "Blue Me Away!" Sally Hanson and a random Romper I got from T.J. Maxx!

From Something Within

From Something Within

Journalism;Unemployment

I'm just a girl on the verge.
I'm a girl on the verge of ripping out her fucking hair.
Oh really? Resumes AND cover letter's to potential employers?
Networking and Social Media? SEO, HTML, and Wordpress?!|
Thanks for the freshman career class synopsis.

Please don't sit me down and give me advice that was relevant when you were in the job market over a decade ago when the world had money and we thought we'd never run out so we went nuts and bought that yacht or maybe switched off that GPM because, you know--god knows nothing will happen God wouldn't let the children starve and for all we know people don't want the truth anymore and if anything, they can provide it themselves by tweeting, blogging, photographing, linking, texting until all we've got left are freelance jobs but jesus, why would you want to do that? And is it really realistic? Sure, I'll pitch things here and there but to make ends meet wouldn't that mean I would have to get atleast three stories published a month at a dollar per word but to guarantee I get the go-ahead I would need to pitch atleast 15 stories? Then if i can't commit, I'll be a fucking mess running around trying to write more stories than I can handle but society clearly does not value the truth--it's not like restaurants are going around telling people to cook their own food, pour your own drinks, and write your own check because maybe--it's just more cost-efficient and this way they can have more eatership.

Please. Don't feed me that bull when I'm on the verge. Cuz right now .....FUCK! I'm on the verge to rip your hair out...especially since we all find you irrelevant.

Quote Of The Day

"The last thing a young woman needs is another picture of a sexy pop star writhing in sand, covered in grease, touching herself. My image was an issue at my record label. I fought for months and cried at meetings. I got criticized for being arrogant because if you're sure of yourself as a woman they say you're a bitch whereas if you're a man and you're strong-willed it's normal."

- Lady GaGa tells Q Magazine
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Fate and Infiniti

things we've always wanted to do--things we were destined to do.
I will not sit around and bitch anymore...


...actually, forget that last part.