Thursday, February 10, 2011

Granny



(Theory top, Forever 21 drapey knit & leggings, Saks black socks, Payless booties)

Candid shot for the 2nd. I was trying to put my foot in my booties before the self-timer went off! ...didn't work out in time, hence the awkward position. But .. my new favorite grandma knit to just throw on on winday days! c: The weather has been so nice and sunny out despite the slightly gusty winds haha.

On and I had to show you guys, this oyster I came across. HOW THE HELL IS IT SO LARGE!!! It's like the size of two oysters combined .. IN ONE!!!



THE TOP LEFT ONE, LOOK AT IT!! SHOOO HUGEEEE!

my tigrarrr fwend (1:03:09 AM): and hopefully hes a knight in shining armor and not a retard in tin foil

^ Hahahahaha, my favorite quote last night. c: Thank you for cheering me up my fwend. c:

Saturday, February 5, 2011

If you really miss me, you come & see me.

I was going through tumblr and happened to just stumbled upon this really interesting passage by Ashton Kutcher (haha) that I would like to share. It forever irks me how much we've evolved from face-to-face interactions to hiding behind that screen of ours.. :c

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I was shooting a scene in my new film, No Strings Attached, in which I say to Natalie Portman,

“If you miss me, you can’t text, you can’t email, you can’t post it on my Facebook wall. If you really miss me, you come and see me.”

I began to think of all of the billions of intimate exchanges sent daily via fingers and screens, bouncing between satellites and servers. With all this texting, emailing, and social networking, I started wondering, are we all becoming so in touch with one another that we are in danger of losing touch?

It used to be that boy met girl and they exchanged phone numbers. Anticipation built. They imagined the entire relationship before a call ever happened. The phone rang. Hearts pounded. “Hello?” Followed by a conversation that lasted two hours but felt like two minutes and would be examined with friends for two weeks. If all went well, a date was arranged. That was then.

Now we exchange numbers but text instead of calling because it mitigates the risks of early failure and eliminates those deafening moments of silence. Now anticipation builds. Bdoop. “It was NICE meeting u” Both sides overanalyze every word. We talk to a friend, an impromptu Cyrano: “He wrote nice in all caps. What does that mean? What do I write back?” Then we write a response and delete it 10 times before sending a message that will appear 2 care, but not 2 much. If all goes well, a date will be arranged.

Whether you like it or not, the digital age has produced a new format for modern romance, and natural selection may be favoring the quick-thumbed quip peddler over the confident, ice-breaking alpha male. Or maybe we are hiding behind the cloak of digital text and spell-check to present superior versions of ourselves while using these less intimate forms of communication to accelerate the courting process. So what’s it really good for?

There is some argument about who actually invented text messaging, but I think it’s safe to say it was a man. Multiple studies have shown that the average man uses about half as many words per day as women, thus text messaging. It eliminates hellos and goodbyes and cuts right to the chase. Now, if that’s not male behavior, I don’t know what is. It’s also great for passing notes. there is something fun about sharing secrets with your date while in the company of others. think of texting as a modern whisper in your lover’s car.

Sending sweet nothings on Twitter or Facebook is also fun. in some ways, it’s no different than sending flowers to the office: You are declaring your love for everyone to see. Who doesn’t like to be publicly adored. Just remember that what you post is out there and there’s some stuff you can’t un-see.

But the reality is that we communicate with every part of our being, and there are times when we must use it all. When someone needs us, he or she needs all of us. There’s no text that can replace a loving touch when someone we love is hurting.

We haven’t lost romance in the digital age, but we may be neglecting it. In doing so, antiquated art forms are taking on new importance. The power of a hand-written letter is greater than ever. It’s personal and deliberate means more than an email or text ever will. It has a unique scent. It requires deciphering. But, most important, it’s flawed There are errors in handwriting, punctuation, grammar, and spelling that show our vulnerability. And vulnerability is the essence of romance. It’s the art of being uncalculated, the willingness to look foolish, the courage to say, “This is me, and I’m interested in you enough to show you my flaws with the hope that you may embrace me for all that I am but, more importantly, all that I am not.”

- Ashton Kutcher

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Wednesday, February 2, 2011

New York #2

Sorry for jumping back and forth between time haha. In case you didn't notice in my more recent photos, I have shorter and slightly different colored hair. Longer hair in the New York photos. Just a little more time till it'll grow out longer. c: Anyways pictures from Day 2 in New York.


Waiting for the subway! I love how public transportation is so easy & convenient in New York. You can't travel anywhere in California without a car. ~_____~ (for the most part)






Dirty Chicken! SHOOO NOMSY, fried chicken with various sides.








Dinner at our local hotel restaurant. Can't remember the name of it, but we stayed at Hotel Indigo... so whatever the restaurant of that hotel was called, hah.






Ready to go out! ... went out .. and then ended up coming home early cause club was not like what I was thinking haha. We ended up going to the Halal truck again .. so freaken nomsy, great for snacking at 4 AM hahaha. HALLLAHHHLLLLL. They need one here in California.


(lacey tube dress courtesy of bsp, M by MNG cardigan, necklace courtesy of breezy, Urban Outfitters green reptile clutch, Christian Louboutin peeps)

We couldn't get enough of the fisheye mirror in our room, hahha. c:





& last but not least, MY FAVORITE ... HALLLLAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. To die for.


Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Beginning of Spring Semester



(Forever 21 u-neck, Silence + Noise drapey thingy, random brown belt from HK, khakis courtesy of breezy, Kimchi Blue bag, Stuart Weitzman flats)

2nd day of school where I actually got to wear something other than my normal work clothes! Hehe. c: I am absolutely in love with my new school bag ... only problem I have with it, is the awful clasp! It's hard to keep it closed when the bag's too full ... ends up busting my whole flap/bag open! Grrr...


(vintage Mom's shirt & belt, Dickie's shorts, assorted bracelets/band)

Outfit I wore for the 1st day where I was free to wear whatever I please! c:

School hasn't been too bad yet ... 15 units this semester, which is pretty average for me. Debated on taking 18 units, but I wasn't able to add BUS 160 (Organizational Management & Behavior). It's okay, more to focus on my existing courses ... hoping that my two MIS classes (111 & 112) aren't going to kill me, hahah. :c Striving for more A's this semester!!!