island

hoodie: RLX Ralph Lauren, 2009 | skirt: street vendor, 2009 | boots: Alexander McQueen, 2007

 

obviously i stole this look from my Balinese friends. now i finally know what to do with all those "pashminas" i’ve acquired over the years during those occasional hysterical fits of fabric amassing.

 

and away we go

top: Yohji Yamamoto (men’s), 1990 | leggings: Forever 21, 2010 | shoes: Missoni, 2008 | bag: Chanel, 2010

 

i’m kinda excited.

:)

 

waiting for the bell

sweater coat: Geld Iaz, 1999 | pants: Calvin Klein Performance (altered), 2010 | boots: Sportmax Max Mara, 2010 | eyewear: Chanel, 2004

 

i know i’ve been pretty vague lately, but i think i don’t want to ruin the surprise. believe me, even i can’t wait to see how it all turns out.

:)

but i promise i won’t make the same mistakes this time around.

 

sand

hoodie: Michael Kors (men’s), 2007 | skirt: Adrienne Vittadini, 2010 | wrap: Geld Iaz, 1996 | stockings: Givenchy, 2007 | shoes: Dior, 2005

 

time flies when you’re … running around like a headless chicken.

dinner at DBGB with friends from another continent.

 

psych. ick.

jacket: Demoo, 2007 | t-shirt: H&M, 2011 | pants: Tankus (Seoul) 2007 | shoes: Dsquared, 2004

 

i paid five dollars for a "detailed psychic reading," just to have the answer to the question "will… projects succeed" be answered with a response that essentially amounted to "there’s a lot to juggle" and "get the right team."

no shit. geee, there goes my original plan to sit around on my ass and surround myself with morons.

five bucks down the drain, no refunds.

 

1000 words

 

it’s in Staten Island at Bay Harbor Motors, thanks for asking :)

true, i have not ridden it in over a year. i had it here in Manhattan but didn’t want to pay the exorbitant indoor parking fees at all the public garages, so i left it outside, which was a horror. aside from “alternate side of the street parking” which necessitated it be moved back and forth across the road every day, it would seem that NYC drivers have absolutely no respect for other people’s property. a cracked faring, a broken footpeg, a smashed rearview mirror, two busted front and rear blinkers, and a mangled kickstand later– i finally gave up.

but not forever.