I'm loving this trend of colored hair!
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
You have to hold your head high, because people would pay money to see you fall. Look at them, standing in line at the theater, dollar bills smashed in sweaty palms, desperate to see some misery that isn't in their own heads, that isn't in their own lives. Desperate to grab onto some emotion that they can own for an hour or two, desperate to watch it fade away into the night as they leave.
A ghost of a feeling, a whisper of a time they knew what they wanted, knew what they felt, and felt it with all of their heart, felt that their chest and heart and lungs would burst with it. That feeling just before the explosion, just before the firecracker becomes a firework, as the last thread burns and simmers, and you know what's coming but it's too late to stop it, to late to do anything but watch the beauty and light and horror and glory.
We used to try to live those moments. Now we pay money to feel them float through us. Because we fear that uncontrollable moment, when it's out of our hands. So we act as though we can control it, turn the feelings on and off with the moving pictures on our screen and then move into our own lives as shadows, drained of feeling, drained of fear.
But we forget that no matter how hard we try we cannot ever truly live like that. We cannot have the firework if we won't light the firecracker. If we don't take the risk and chance of that moment, the moment filled with gasps and wonder and worry and question and dispute and love and suspense and fear, we will never see what it becomes. A light beaming through the streets, tiny fire sprites dancing on the pavement, a belief in magic.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
I have spent far too much of my life anticipating. Living a pathetic sort of half-life, where my dreams occupied one plane while my life sped by on another. But I am done. I want to live everything. I want to feel the entire planet, I want to know all parts of life. I'm done anticipating, waiting for the silent sign that will allow me to live my dream. I am in the dream, I am in the world, I am ready. It is time.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Has anybody else heard of Colton Harris Moore?
He's 18, and has been on the run for quite some time. He's stolen small planes, and has been living in the woods and such escaping the police. It's pretty crazy.
People are making t-shirts for him:
Monday, February 8, 2010
isn't it weird seeing Lady Gaga when she's not....Lady Gaga?
She seems like she just flew in on a firey comet, and ran through the forest in a flurry of glitter and rainbow light grabbing shimmering clothing and tights and showed up on stage and started technodiscofying the radio stations.
but she once was a brunette! and wore an aquamarine dress! and played piano with her hands!(she uses her feet in this video)
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
I'm oddly drawn to the first image of the orb dress. The matirial is so intriguing, the way it seems to hover and float reminds me almost of an egg white...that sort of movement and flow. The collection was said to be inspired by the moon, which I find interesting, because it reminded me slightly of McQueen's Spring 2010 collection, which was inspired by a water theme. I'm sensing a kind of fusion between nature and "the future" in fashion recently, almost as though it is reflecting the world's current question of nature's place in our very technology driven society. It's as though some designers were trying to bring us back to those roots (haha, roots, like trees, like nature...sorry, I love bad puns), but in a new, experimental, 80's perception of the future sort of way. All very interesting though, I like it.