Monday, August 31, 2009

bad kids

currently listening to:
it ain't me babe ~ bob dylan
lover's spit ~ broken social scene
stuck on repeat ~ little boots
this is not a test ~ she & him

Tuesday, August 25, 2009


i need to diy this jacket ssssoo bad

Saturday, August 22, 2009

like a rolling stone

i don't think i'll ever stop being fascinated by edie sedgwick.

once upon a time you dressed so fine
you threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
people'd call, say, "beware doll, you're bound to fall"
you thought they were all kiddin' you
you used to laugh about
everybody that was hangin' out
now you don't talk so loud
now you don't seem so proud
about having to be scrounging for your next meal

how does it feel
how does it feel
to be without a home
like a complete unknown
like a rolling stone?

you've gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely
but you know you only used to get juiced in it
and nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
and now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
you said you'd never compromise
with the mystery tramp, but now you realize
he's not selling any alibis
as you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
and ask him do you want to make a deal?

how does it feel
how does it feel
to be on your own
with no direction home
like a complete unknown
like a rolling stone?

you never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
when they all come down and did tricks for you
you never understood that it ain't no good
you shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
you used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat
ain't it hard when you discover that
he really wasn't where it's at
after he took from you everything he could steal

how does it feel
how does it feel
to be on your own
with no direction home
like a complete unknown
like a rolling stone?

princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
they're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
but you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
you used to be so amused
at napoleon in rags and the language that he used
go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
when you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
you're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
how does it feel
how does it feel
to be on your own
with no direction home
like a complete unknown
like a rolling stone?

Wednesday, August 19, 2009


i have been reading a blog recently that is always beautiful and often profound.

"it's hard for me to tell sometimes because i'm in love with love and this is something i've grown to accept, i'll never ask my head to come down from the clouds because that is where i think it belongs. you fall farther when you live way up there but you live better, you live so much better."

in a similar vein i watched this film for the first time in quite a while.

"i don't know who i am. i'm like cat here. we're a couple of no-name slobs. we belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us. we don't even belong to each other."

it came to my attention that i spend an awful lot of time wondering what it's like to belong to someone and for someone to belong to you.

"i had fun, but i didn't really have anyone i particularly loved. and i still don't, except for loving friends. but i mean, i haven't been in love with anyone in years and years. but i have a certain amount of faith that it'll come."

~ edie sedgwick, the ciao manhattan tapes

Saturday, August 15, 2009


photographer philippe halsman once said: "when you ask a person to jump, his attention is mostly directed toward the act of jumping and the mask falls so that the real person appears."

currently listening to:
playing your song ~ hole
mushaboom ~ feist
sweet disposition ~ temper trap
we will become silhouettes ~ the postal service


"like, when i, when i step outside myself kinda, and when i, when i look in at myself you know? and i see me and i don't like what i see, i really don't."

Monday, August 10, 2009

ground control

“the whole of my life seems to be condensed into this one wonderful moment. everything that i have been, everything that i have done, was for this. could anyone dream of more?”

"the earth is blue. how wonderful. it is amazing."

~ yuri gagarin, first man in space

Saturday, August 8, 2009

R.I.P. john hughes

"you know, everyone in this family has gone total outer limits."

"life moves pretty fast. you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."

"i just want them to know that they didn't break me."

"we're all pretty bizarre. some of us are just better at hiding it, that's all."

he's always wearing shades

i have a bit of a sunglasses fetish. i bought a pair of rayban clubmaster knock-offs earlier today to add to my collection which is pushing 10 at the moment, not including sunglasses with clear frames because of my secret desire for non-20-20 vision. i love karen walker - a LOT - especially her new collection called (ironically) celebrate the sun.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009


grace and elegance is all well and good, but sometimes i just love a good hot mess.

Sunday, August 2, 2009


lately it seems like that naive, sheltered private schoolgirl that i once was still exists somewhere deep within me, but she has been buried down underneath all those other incarnations of myself. i feel as if i'm a completely seperate person now, but i'm not too sure if that's the case, or if i'm the same girl i always was and have just been shoved into different circumstances. if this is true, i guess i've fooled everyone but myself.
currently listening to:
been caught stealing ~ jane's addiction
parlez-vous francais? ~ art vs science
roller girl ~ anna karina
he's a rebel ~ the crystals
sea of love ~ cat power