Stuff White People Hate

"When looking towards a succesful career in print media- start a blog and try to gain a following!"

Who gives a rat's ass. I'm going to go listen to The Ramones.

I wish they could've come and blown up my high school back when I actually attended.

Anyway.

I've noticed the only succesfully eccentric people have eclectic lives.

You can't market that shit.

Which is why I feel dumb for even talking about it.

My life is quite literally nothing.

Anyways.

I've decided no matter what happens, I am going to learn Mandarin and Russian.

Even if I'm forty.

It's just something I've always wanted to do. And spend a month in Moscow.

I'm going to go read Shojo Manga until I feel sad about not having a boyfriend.

Kbye.

My finger is on the button

I switched back to my journal for the summer trips.

So far nothing to report. Turkey is a place that I will only visit once. Besides the amazing history it's just so...Eurotrashy.

I'm turning into my snobby cousins I fear.

Twitter has become this sick, self-indulgent thing for me. Which is good, because so is this. Now I have two.
I'm slightly more excited about college. There was a period in which I gave up on it you see. Also I now realize that it is not paradise, it just is what it is being what you make of it...

Oh!

The scans I promised...Who the fuck am I talking to? I'm treating this blog like a person. Whatever. Okay, so the scans...idk man. A publication is a sacred thing. I'll only do this a couple of times. This is supposed to be a visual aide, nothing more. Buy the publication.
Top:Dress by Tsumori Chisato. Bottom: Table of Contents (Both images from Lula)

Top:Sculpture featured as a part of an advertisement on the inside back cover of Interview magazine.

Bottom: Possibly the most beautiful image I've ever seen (featured in Lula)
Above: Marc Jacobs hat (Lula)

Nothing really left to say. Well I found a red flying insect in my bathroom that's roughly the same size as my fist and most likely a carrier of malaria. If I hdn't run out of the room shrieking in hysterics and trying to get my cat to hunt it down, I would've taken a picture.