9.11.11
8.11.11
The Key
Maybe it's just me
But I've always had some problems.
Stubborn, Too amiable too often, Not pushing myself.
Yada Yada (The list goes on)
What I've realized as I've gotten older is you have to face these things
you do worst in order to get over them.
By indulging in your weakness you hinder your true potential
and that's something I have no time for.
I also realized I love being challenged and having that extra push to prove
So laying back relaxing is NOT the move.
But then again... maybe it's just me.
But I've always had some problems.
Stubborn, Too amiable too often, Not pushing myself.
Yada Yada (The list goes on)
What I've realized as I've gotten older is you have to face these things
you do worst in order to get over them.
By indulging in your weakness you hinder your true potential
and that's something I have no time for.
I also realized I love being challenged and having that extra push to prove
So laying back relaxing is NOT the move.
But then again... maybe it's just me.
7.11.11
6.11.11
3.11.11
My babies I purchased the other day along with cheetah print ones and these other killer ones!!! (Surprise)
But these by far will probably be worn the most. Right now it's too simple for me. I was probably going to add a satin black or patterned bow along the back or stud the heel. I might go with the bow because it's not to permanently damaging but I will definitely take a picture of the end result!
I love them already.
I have Had a heart.
And it's not that I was blindly in love...
Just comfortable where I was
Cuddled up in the fetal position
Making love with our everyday talk
Loving, Learning, Fighting, Living, Tasting, Touching, Being
Loved
I thought I would fall and be caught
But instead I ran into a wall
Overlooking a fatal sharp edged fall
Painting of a sharp cliff over looking
the Maui ocean
Warm and welcoming with waves waving up at me distantly
Fanning me in closer to the edge
I step back and pebbles drift off the edge to nowhere
I was given a version of life never to be fulfilled
Empty hopes and dreams
A sad ended destiny
A path never written
I often retrace my steps and try and figure out where things went bad
But you can't erase the pain nor regain the trust lost
Miley!
Miley! Where are you?
Here reminding me of a make shift family that was never to be
Tail waging trying too hard to make the inevitable unfold
In my hands like foreign origami
The pieces bent and wrinkled from retakes and mistakes
Nothing is ever perfect
Perfect is never there but what it was was rare
But when do you stop, look, listen and realize
the other just doesn't care?
Saying, Doing and Acting are three different things and when 1+1 doesn't equal 2.
Something's pathetically wrong
I sit and wonder if I'm the only one feeling feelings
But I know looking back will only fool me again
Painting a new picture of a sunset rising in the early drafted sky
I see the colors before me
But know it's only smoke and mirrors doing the tricks
and hiding the treats
Feeling a little bit empty I start my journey alone
Arms by my side and head held high
A little sore, eyes wide, broken yet strengthened to the core
Like the broken hearted story retold
And it's not that I was blindly in love
Just comfortable where I was.
Just comfortable where I was
Cuddled up in the fetal position
Making love with our everyday talk
Loving, Learning, Fighting, Living, Tasting, Touching, Being
Loved
I thought I would fall and be caught
But instead I ran into a wall
Overlooking a fatal sharp edged fall
Painting of a sharp cliff over looking
the Maui ocean
Warm and welcoming with waves waving up at me distantly
Fanning me in closer to the edge
I step back and pebbles drift off the edge to nowhere
I was given a version of life never to be fulfilled
Empty hopes and dreams
A sad ended destiny
A path never written
I often retrace my steps and try and figure out where things went bad
But you can't erase the pain nor regain the trust lost
Miley!
Miley! Where are you?
Here reminding me of a make shift family that was never to be
Tail waging trying too hard to make the inevitable unfold
In my hands like foreign origami
The pieces bent and wrinkled from retakes and mistakes
Nothing is ever perfect
Perfect is never there but what it was was rare
But when do you stop, look, listen and realize
the other just doesn't care?
Saying, Doing and Acting are three different things and when 1+1 doesn't equal 2.
Something's pathetically wrong
I sit and wonder if I'm the only one feeling feelings
But I know looking back will only fool me again
Painting a new picture of a sunset rising in the early drafted sky
I see the colors before me
But know it's only smoke and mirrors doing the tricks
and hiding the treats
Feeling a little bit empty I start my journey alone
Arms by my side and head held high
A little sore, eyes wide, broken yet strengthened to the core
Like the broken hearted story retold
And it's not that I was blindly in love
Just comfortable where I was.
2.11.11
I think there are enough pictures of me on here but I wanted to describe my Ombre hair!
I recently died my hair into a cute Ombre look
Ombre: multi-colored hair variation, transitioning from roots to ends.
I had fun doing it on my own because 1. they don't sell this weave in stores yet and 2. I love learning how to do new things!
The end result was similar to the picture above I even changed it up and wore it with bangs.
It is a common trend among Caucasians when the blonde touch ups simply grow out over time, slowly but surely more people tried it including Teyana Taylor (who inspired me and wore colors like blue and green on the tips but I have a job or two I'd like to keep =/) and now everybody is trying it!
FYI, they should start selling it in stores soon.
I fell in love with this look =)
Frank Ocean was unknown to many at the beginning of this year. In February his mixtape Nostalgia,Ultra was passed around like pipping hot HPV, no seriously everyone heard of Frank O, then his cosigning on Watch The Throne and features with fellow weirdo, Tyler the Creator? People knew he was a star on the rise. His first video to Novocane was an utter and complete tease with a little bit of this, little bit of that and he decided to follow it with this one?
I know Frank Ocean is a different individual on the edge of creativity, steady pushing the boundaries. However, there is a difference between capturing the audiences' attention and trying too hard to hold onto the new hotness. This right here... is NOT the new hotness. It's just a random video with type C iPhone videography, the staple Panda hat (sort of cute), an ugly orange stretch limo, Ninja Ocean and images a this "her". There are so many ways he could have taken this video so it could have been a hit instead of a distant splash, so many lines that could have been drawn so gracefully but weren't...
Blah.
Still love you though.
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