Saturday, December 27, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
my favorite time of year.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008

Chicago Fashion Focus is finally over.
It was pretty nice to see some of the hard work I did for Agga on stage and pretend that I am actually in the industry... Next year I am hoping that my own designs will be onstage, but for now I am content with sipping (far too many) cocktails at the VIP. This Agga B. look was shown at the World of Fashion show. I spent about four hours of my life weaving together that scarf, check it out!
picture borrowed from alex ha photography
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
next week... in technicolor.

the other day i got a nice short break all to myself, and decided to make oatmeal and watch bande a parte... it is the best of the best, to watch at sunset, with coffee. maybe though, wine would have been a bit better. just enough to be able to still read the subtitles.

also, fashion week. makes me so happy.
everyone is raving over balmain, but i loved rick owens most.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
welcome back, midriff
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
good morning.
Last night we found the DVD series of the first season of X files.
I forgot how obsessed we were with the paranormal in the nineties. I think watching shows like this might be the root of my insomnia. Anyway, I slept with the light on in the hallway, and now that I'm awake MIA is making me feel a lot better...
I forgot how obsessed we were with the paranormal in the nineties. I think watching shows like this might be the root of my insomnia. Anyway, I slept with the light on in the hallway, and now that I'm awake MIA is making me feel a lot better...
Monday, August 18, 2008
Girl on a Motorcyle
When I first moved to Chicago, there always a little Indian four-stroke parked down the street. It was the perfect size and radiated a perfect amount of coolness... I envied the hell out of that bike. When I finally caught a glimpse of its owner (a nondescript middle age man), I got the idea that maybe it is about time to revive the association between hipness and bike culture. Granted the fact that I know absolutely nothing about motorcyles at all, I'm starting to do some research about what might be the best bike for me. I'm thinking something along the lines of Bob Dylan and his Triumph...

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