29 September 2008

holy progesterone, batman!


I am such a bad blogger. Boo on me. I am also known as "that tablecloth girl" and "iCarly" at school now. Whatevs, at least they like me enough to tease me... maybe...

Anyway here is today's outfit. I've been wearing variations of the same outfit the entire weekend and whatnot: skirt/tablecloth/sweater as a skirt.

I also have been wearing this shirt for like the past 3 days because I'm dull and I just really really like this shirt. Behold, my outfit two days ago.

Notice the INTENSE. DIFFERENCE. I could try to convince myself the first outfit is totally more a reference to mint. designs than the second one.....


but then I'd be lying. I just really like wearing things to death. My mom had a hernia when she saw me in these wooden beads. Apparently the necklace is like a million trillion years old from monks and is worth more than my life. Oh well, I can content myself with my sweater-as-skirt..


P.S The book I'm holding in that picture is called Style Deficit Disorder and it is my fashion bible.

27 September 2008

we eat marshallows and fog and call it a social life

It rained yesterday, and the fog made me happy. I love my new rainboots.


It was really cloudy and depressing the entire day, which makes me happy because I like the cold. Jew and I sat in the Gazebo overlooking Hoboken and Manhattan and had deep philosophical conversations -- well, as philosophical as we can be as 15-16 year olds eating marshmallows.

When you can see your entire life quite literally in front of you, point out every place you've ever visited because it's in front of you and can be packed into a square mile, it's very scary and very sobering. You can feel trapped wherever you are.

Meanwhile, while Abigail is scared by this fact, I can content myself with my memories of underground Taipei malls and getting lost in foreign countries, insulting their government first hand, and destroying presidential apartments before I turned 6.

Good times.

25 September 2008

please excuse me while i die slowly

Comme des Garçons H&M Dress to Cost $350.

Comme des Garçons H&M Dress to Cost $350.

Comme des Garçons H&M Dress to Cost $350.

GOD HATES ME. By God, I mean Rei. WHY REI. WHY.

Why couldn't you be like Alice + Olivia and sell awesome things for $50?