NOTHING BETTER TO DO THAN COMMENT…..
SERIOUSLY, why do people have to feel ‘superior’ enough to judge and micro-analyze? It’s about fun, fashion and fabulousness! This is why I despise most people who take themselves so seriously. Get over yourselves and live your own life.
HERMES STILL ROCKS-HAAARD!
Still wearing the Hermes scarf (“I got an earful about how pretentious Hermes scarves are. F that! Love them!”), Lucky shirt, Cartier necklace ( gift ) and helicopter accessory by www.fairlystupidandextremelyriskyadventures.com.
They are kind of pretentious, but not nearly as pretentious as a Birkin…just saying.
Assumptions…..
You think you may know the inner-workings of my psyche. The reasoning behind why I do the things I do, or say the things I say. I take it all as complimentary jibber jabber.
There are days that I wonder why I surround myself with the people I do. Some enable me, and others, well, I just can’t understand why I continue these nonsensical relations with. I often wonder why I continue friendships with people I have NOTHING remotely in common with. Is it because they were once a part of the fabric of my life, and now I feel as though they are owed my attention? I’ve been re-evaluating the structure and dynamics of who I am. And, I have come to see, that when it comes to fulfillment, happiness and inner love, I have to fulfill myself first. Not in the vapid sense, but in a way in which only I can embrace my convictions.
With all of this being said, I LOVE FASHION. I love talking about fashion, and the latest items rolling down the runway. The touch of a fine fabric, the shimmer of an exquisite notion, button, enclosure or buckle. Ah, and the beauty of an exquisite piece of footwear. How a 5” heel compliments the fine grayish suede upper of a bootie. Or, how I feel when I’m walking down the street in those aforementioned boots.
I also have a second love. Down and dirty, gritty, loud ROCK AND ROLL. The louder the better. A tube amp that can make my ‘Hello Kitty’ growl like a jungle cat. The smell of the stage, and the hustle and bustle of the road crew plugging in, testing, and throwing their lanyards over their shoulder while they are working on the ground. When I stroll through my surroundings, with Iggy faintly playing in the background, I always stop by the ocelet carpeted studio, in awe. Each resident, standing at attention, waiting to tell a story. They are all so shiny and pretty, much like the fabrics and heels I so adore and covet.
This is my little love story. A wink and a nod, so to say, to all things of beauty that surround me. I’m blowing little kisses at them, with my lipstick stained martini glass nearby. Life is meant to be lived fabulously. By whatever means you deem ‘fabulous’.
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One can never go wrong with an Hermes scarf. And, for those who say Hermes is too conservative to mix with rock and roll, I so beg to differ.
