IDKNOWS

NEW

2009-12-24T16:12:00.001-08:00

So its been ages since my last post. Time to recap on my boring existence. If I can recall the last time I posted I was speaking about my depression and how it was getting better and so on. Well this last semester was by far the hardest. There were so many times when I collapsed on my bed wishing it would all be over. The truth of the matter is, as I continue my academic career, I realize more and more that I never wanted one in the first place. I'm not a "school" person. I hate applying my creativity and energy to stupid projects that will never see the light of day outside a classroom. For me, practicality and real experience have always been more exciting and as I keep diving deeper into Parson,I come to more of a realization that I'm only in it for the stupid degree at the end of the tunnel. The college degree has become the new hight school diploma. Masters degrees have become the new college degrees. If I werent 3/4ths of the way in, I probably would have run off by now. Oh, I've forgot to mention my new endeavor. I have stumbled upon a way to go to Japan for free, and get a salary attached to it. In rough economic times like these, what could be better? You get to venture to a part of the world that you've always wanted to visit and you have a good job attached to it. Sign me up! Of course my friends think I'm crazy, but whats new. Friends. There's a whole new chapter of the book. New York has certainly changed me, and for the most part, turned me into the person I've always wanted to be, but in other ways it's made me realize that there's certain things I cant change. Friends are one of them. I joke and tell people that I get a new pair of friends every year, but, guess what? It's true. Whether I like it or not I'm constantly seeking change and that means living in a new place every year, doing different things every semester, and yes, being surrounded by an ever-changing group of people. Things are no different, in that respect, than how they were in high school. I had my best friends that I could talk to about almost anything, and then I had my friends that were in the in-crowd who I'd go out to lunch with and party with. Here its the same way. Those who I go out with are very different than those that I can have a serious conversation with, as with those that I work with. Becoming an RA has been the best and worst thing that has ever happened to me. I knew I was always ready to do it, but I dont think I understood how much of my life it would consume. The layers of relationships have become unbearable. Residents,fellow RAs, supervisers, even security and maintenance. And someone is always talking about someone. But, what else is new? It's a giant building with vibrant personalities all forced to live in the same house. Talk about real world. Just add 600 freshmen to the mix and you're good. I guess what I'm trying to say kids, is that life doesn't get easier as you go along. It gets harder. And not just harder, but more complicated. Going to school, going to work, going to your internship, doing your hw, getting a drink with friends etc. And thats leaving out boys. Oh the boys. For some reason whenever I'm at my busiest, they start to rain on me. I've met someone knew. Out of pure coincedence and timing, this new gentleman stepped into my life. He's cute and brand new to the scene, from a place far away. We just recently started hanging out more and more but guess what? I'm over it. As would be expected. You know me, when anyone gets too close, my defense mechanism pushes myself further away. Sometimes I question whether I could handle a relationship at all. So much dedication. You lose yourself in a way, I feel. You become a part of something greater which to many people would be wonderful, but to me its an intrusion. As much as I had fun with this new lad, my heart is still attached to a certain other person. And I hope they feel the same way. And now as I sit here typing away my woes on christmas eve I leave you.

TILDA GONE WILD

2009-09-24T11:15:00.000-07:00

So Tilda Swinton is by far one of my favorite actors of all time. And I don't have many. I'm sure I've expressed my disgust over celebrity culture and its tumor sister industry the media. However, there are still actors who are embody the true nature of acting. I not only love her aesthetic, but her entire essence exudes chic and class. That's why it was amazing to see her in a role that completely undermines her typical roles. She constantly challenges herself to become different people and she is so successful at morphing into these characters that one is utmost convinced. In Julia, a film directed by Erick Zonca, Swinton plays an alchoholic woman at the brink of hitting rock bottom. Forced into a rehab center she befriends a young woman who is on a quest to kidnap her own son from her father in law. She asks Julia (Swinton) to help her and Julia embarks on a quest to extort money from the boy's mother herself. Crossing the border, losing the boy in the desert and fighting off mexican gangsters, this movie was amazing. Every second was thrilling. WATCH IT BIETCH!

NO TEARS

2009-09-13T21:13:00.000-07:00

So my depression is gone. Or so I think. For a while I felt uneasy and flustered. I still dread school, but its now bearable. Eating good food with friends and the promise of a weekend is good. I still yearn for a time when hw is something I laugh at in the past. This week I start at OAK. I've yet to have an interview with Bergdorffs for that buying internship. And yet another interview at Odin for a possible sales job. Why must there only be 24 hours a day, seven days a week and 30 days in a month? I can barely squeeze in a meal or a shower anymore let alone sleep. Hopefully all this work pays off somehow, somewhere. I really hope Jorden goes through with our business proposition. Sometimes I just want to let it all go and jump out of the clasps of this routine. I will miss the Duckies and their uber-fabulousness. I'm going to miss going with them to their fabric appointments, running to Barneys to pick up samples and to the shirt factories in NJ. Oh the memories of riding a million hours in a car singing Total Eclipse of the Heart and stopping for bagels in the middle of nowhere. I hope they'll continue to see me. They've yet to find my replacement. The year's wheels are beginning to roll and I can sense that I'm already running a bit behind. Hopefully I'll snap to my senses and get organized or I'll soon be all over the place.

HELLL

2009-08-25T23:55:00.001-07:00

So slowly my life is falling to shambles. I'm obviously way over my head with this RA job. Not that I cant handle it, but its been so much work already and I'm sure it will only get better...NOT. If it weren't for the precious moments inspiring bright-eyed freshmen I don't know what I'd do with myself. What part of 600 freshmen didn't I read on the contract? I'm hoping these are the first few months of hell before the good times ahead. My life seems to be disintegrating in more than one way too. First of all I'm man-less since Ohio has left me for good taking a job at some after school shenanigan. My friends seem more annoyed of my evil ways than ever which is a great feeling. I mean who do you count on when you've had a hard day and all you want is to relax and let it all out and even your support seems to hate you. I'm broke, which is no surprise considering I've been a resident lazy-ass all summer without a job or source of decent income. If there's anything I look forward to more after school its the ability to be somewhat self-reliant. Its so frustrating to see that your family as hard as they may try are never as financially well-off as they should be to keep me in the frivolous lifestyle I lead. My main core class in Design and Technology (WTF am I doing with my life?) was mysteriously dropped causing me to remake a whole new schedule a week before class. Awesome! Here goes another year of intrigue, copious amounts of work and ounces of true satisfaction. Please tell me things are going to get easier or what's the point. Why not just drop out of school and live paycheck to paycheck being a manager at Barnes and Nobles or some shit. Just as it all seems to fall to pieces, I remember that if I was back home my life would be more of joke because being a manager would probably be the equivalent to a Harvard Grad in a world where bonfires and keg parties are the highlights of the week. BARF. One day I'm going to read this and think to myself, "How did I manage to get through that" and "God I'm so not that person anymore". I mean at the end of the day isn't it everyone's dream to live a bohemian/hipster existence. Thank god its just a phase. One that I cant wait to surpass. Memo to self I'm a lot more eloquent when inebriated. Take that Gabz I can read AND write and it's Langliscious if I do say so myself. Good night y'all and good riddance.

NIGHTDRIVE

2009-07-25T00:55:00.000-07:00

So I got back on tuesday and its been nothing, but running up and down the city. Going home this time REALLY made me realize that it's not my home anymore and that slowly I've begun to hate where I'm from. Everything remains the same or some version of the way it was once. In some ways this is beautiful, in others its depressing. My parent's God bless them have not changed at all and my friends seem to be frozen in their tracks. I feel for them, but in a way know that they'll never understand who I am anymore. The city casts a spell on people. Soon enough you cant bare to be away from it too long. The daily grind, the parties, the people, the feeling of everything in the world coming together in one place is mystifying. My friend Savannah was staying with me for a bit sorting out her apartment drama. It really scares me to think of the arduous task of finding a place once I leave my RA service. The paperwork, the roomates, the crazy formalities, but I still cant wait. Cant wait to truly have a place of my own. Somewhere I can paint, fill with furniture and keep a dog. I don't care what anyone says, I still want a dog. Huge responsibility no doubt, but its something I've never been able to have in my life. It's funny but true what they say that when you stop looking for that special someone, all these people pop out of the blue. I've met a really nice person, but once again distance is the obstacle and in fear of growing too attached I've distanced myself. I've taken the liberty of sharing some of my home with y'all.

HOMEWARD BOUND

2009-07-09T10:10:00.000-07:00

So sunday I'm off to the golden state and to the county of oranges. Its funny that I really haven't been thinking about going home.
I'm scared to think that I'm sort of excited. I feel like it will be better since I'm only going for about a week so I'll get to see everyone and eat some good food and get the hell out of there. Don't get me wrong, I love my family and friends back home, but its become so depressing. I feel like everyone stays frozen in their dead end jobs and lame careers. Even my friends who went to good schools like USC or UCLA are studying nursing or pharmaceuticals. No one seems any bit ambitious and they just give me stares and disdain for leaving. That's another thing that I hate. SMALL TALK. Get the fuck out of here. How many times do I need to tell you about what I'm studying and where I go to school. Its sad really. On the positive side I get to get away from the city a bit. Lately I've been feeling so flustered by all the people (tourists) and just really want to be alone in a park somewhere or just away from all the crowds which is so hard here. PS: Have you guys ever heard of the most hated family in America? They are fucking crazy. Every other word out of their mouth is Hell or Fags. That pretty much sums up their faith. A bunch of ignorant hick sign holders. They preach the word of God through hate. I don't remember Jesus ever damning people to hell or calling people faggots. LOL. People like them are the reason why everyone hates America. They're so lucky they live in a world and a country where people can say whatever they want. Regardless, they truly are testing the borders of free speech by protesting at dead soldiers' funerals. Its so sad that they bring their children up in hatred. There's a scene in this BBC documentary where a car drove past and threw something at one of the children wounding him. Those kids are innocent and have no clue what they're doing, yet they pay the price for being raised by ignorance and blasfemy. I guess it really hit home because I myself was raised a Jehova's Witness. In no way am I saying that they are similar, but there was a sense of responsibility attached to knowing the approaching final days. In contrast tho, we were taught to educate people with respect, love and compassion for our fellow man not damn them or hate man for his beliefs. There was also similarities in feeling of being part of a cult. If you're in you're in, if you're out you're out. There was never an in between, which I guess is true of almost any religion but this family was just amazing in the fact that they were completely guided by an obvious bigot and a legion of one minded crones. Below is the link to this touching documentary that shows how far people are willing to go to prove they are Gods chosen people.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mT_WHiHaXdw

COMING TOGETHER

2009-07-02T13:23:00.000-07:00

I took him home last night. Its really strange the way he is with me. He's genuinely interested which I know sounds ridiculous but I've been so used to chasing after people who could care less or being attacked by younger overzealous cling-ons. Its strange to meet at the middle when both people are equally interested. Enough about my lurrve life. On the career side of things I had an interview today at Oak for a buying internship. Headquarters are in Greenpoint, Brooklyn which is pretty out of the way but oh well. They pretty much hired me on the spot which is great. They seemed really laid back and Oak is my favorite store in NYC by far and a giant discount with lunch is incentive for me as it is. I love Oak because its not just any other store its really building a lifestyle. I wouldn't be starting until next fall. The Duckies love me and continue to shower me with gifts, clothing and connections. Its so funny that we get along so well. We pretty much finish each others sentences its getting ridiculous. They even offered me a possible sales position at Odin which would be amazing. Gabrielle has her internship at Barneys. Did I mention its paid? She hates it. I don't blame her either after all marketing isn't the most exciting dept. Gilfriend aka Miss Hayley is in Paris as we speak being a responsibe RA to pretween Parsons summer students. Ross is back from his semester in Paris and his lazy ass has been hitting the spots with us. I'm going home to the golden shower state soon. In a week to be exact. I'm getting excited to tell you the truth. I'm looking forward to only being around for a week. It always feels like a giant press conference going home. And everyone asks the same questions. I'm just happy life seems to be finally coming together. PS: Been listening to a lot of Boards of Canada. They are pretty much amazing and are the perfect soundtrack to these black summer days.

SCHOOLS OUT

2009-05-20T07:06:00.001-07:00

Sooo much to say, too little time. Well actually, there's all the time in the world now that school is OVER!!! So great to be real person and go to work and then just come home and relax (not worrying about hw). Unfortunately, all I've been doing is going out and eating out. I'm really excited to finish R.A. training and start my internship at Nicola. Hopefully, its everything I hyped it up to be. In other news the love life department has taken a sharp turn into the positive. There's a lot of potentials. There's one particularly intriguing fellow. He's an installation/performance artist who's from Paris, has lived in Japan for a few years and is always decked out in designer clothes. Sounds perfect right? He's a bit on the older side tho, not old just a lot older than me which I can respect. I was hoping we could just be friends, but story of my life guys either hate me and ignore me or think I want to go out with them. I've always said, and I'll say it again, I could really use some cool gay friends. I'm not saying that in a "I need a gay biffle" teenage girl kind of way. I just would like to be around people who know what I'm going through and can be catty and hit on guys together. You know like wingmen. Whatever. Rants, rants. I've been going out almost everyday this week and I feel like a giant shitshow, but who cares. Life fast die young right? And besides the worlds ending in 2012 anyways. Might as well make the most of it. On Monday I went to see the Shins who were amazing live. A great show, besides the annoying crowds of jersey tweens.

SOUNDS

2009-04-30T23:13:00.000-07:00

I know I haven't posted in a while but hey thats me. So as the year is winding down, I find myself with less and less work than more of it. I'm really nervous for this research paper I'm writing for my Worlds Fairs Lecture class. Its about Japonisme and the way it swept through western art and design blah blah blah. But yeah its something that interests me okay so shove it! I also registered for next year. I'll actually be in Design and Technology for some reason that has to do with the weird curriculum change and the fact that they dont offer Type 2 or CD 2 in the fall. My electives will include: advertising concepts, publications design, Japanese art and intro to Japanese. So yeah I think I'm turning Japanese. I love learning languages and I've always yearned to learn Japanese so nows my chance. Then maybe sometime in the future I can live and work out of Japan for a few years. Now that would be great. I figure I'll never have time to learn it on my own later on and learning languages gets difficult as you get older. I've been going out way too much lately (I mean whats new right?) but seriously. The other day my friend Cory, who know I'm obsessed with The Sounds (for you rednecks they're a Swedish rockband that kicks major ass) and she sent me a link to this thing to fill out for a chance to go to a secret show here in the city. So I filled it out and didn't think much of it and to my surprise I got an email today saying I won a spot on the RSVP list. I almost cried. I love love love The Sounds they're probably my favorite band and last time that I saw them live was with Cory and they were epic. Maja is a crazy bitch and I love her. She's pure rock and roll. The show was awesome and they were great as always. Jesper keeps getting hotter and hotter everytime I see him. I wonder if he likes boys? Hmmm. Their new album is almost out and is titled "Crossing the Rubicon" should be gold as always. And now I leave you with this five star piece of footage yours truly took inside Santos on this fateful night.

INTERVIEW

2009-04-15T22:12:00.000-07:00

I GOT IT! I got the interview that I'd been waiting for. I really want this. Its all I wanted for this year besides the RA job. Nicola Formichetti is an inspiration and one of my biggest heros so just the thought of interning is beyond imagination. Apparently fashionista recently featured him saying he desperately needed interns which sort of freaked me out, but I sent my resume and dropped a few names and I just got an email asking for an interview. I can totally take it from here. My dream would be to stay at the Duckies and start working at Nicola at the same time and since I lost my job at the Welcome Center there's no need to worry about work. I figure I'll find something at night like waitressing or retail to fill in the gap, but the folks are onboard to pitch a helping hand and since housing is on the house I don't see too much of a problem other than I may not be able to live my regular burgeois lifestyle of buying new clothes every week haha, but hey its time to buckle down and buy those "investment" pieces everyone keeps talking about. Wish me luck and just maybe I'll have the best summer ever.

BECOMING

2009-04-04T00:29:00.000-07:00

I just saw this postcard from postsecret with the words "I'm thrilled with the person I'm becoming" and I have to say I feel the same way. Yup you guessed it another giant blog about myself haha, but no I'll keep this short. I'm actually very happy right now. I've been working my ass off. I cant seem to catch up on my work no matter how much I do. I've been going to school, interning and working as well as going out a lot so I'm exhausted. I'm so ready for this weekend to do even more hw! Kill me please! I've realized that school isn't as important as we all take it to be. I mean don't get me wrong its the basis for all the major skills and helps expose you to what it is you really want to do, but the reality is, the real world is the best experience. I was chatting with a friend who actually holds a good job within a well-known mag and he encouraged me to drop out claiming anyone worthwile dropped out of Parsons. Hahah I thought that was so funny and very true. Marc Jacobs, Alexander Wang, Donna Karan you name it they all didn't make it past sophomore year. Regardless I need this degree to prove to my family that all this money and effort wasn't going to waste. Well good news. I FINALLY GOT AN R.A. POSITION!!! Thank god almighty. I'm so excited to start. I'll be in a brand new residence hall looking after you guessed it, freshmen. A lot of people seem to think that the only good thing about being an RA is the free housing and sure thats a giant perk but I'm actually so thrilled for the job itself. Much to what people may think of me, I'm actually pretty nice and like to give back once and a while. I'm just super excited to find out who my residents will be, where they're coming from and what motivates them. I love to give people a heads up on what's ahead and just give them advice because hey, I've been there too and its tough when you're going into something completely blind. I found out that I'm actually the Parsons moderator on Myspace which is pretty funny since I hardly ever go on myspace haha. I keep counting down to summer just a few more weeks. Sophomore year has come and gone so quickly its ridiculous. I'm hoping to sublet a place over summer with my number one, Gabz, which will be awesome no doubt. Our apt will be uberchic! One more thing. Why does god screw me over when it comes to the fellas? I try to put up my hands and play it solo and what do I get, a whole new wave of creepers. Creepers who offer me taxi rides to their place, creepers who beg me to go out with them, creepers who harass me. WTF?! First of all if I like you, I will pursue you or give you some sort of hint that I'm interested. Shaking my head, the cold shoulder and I dont know maybe the word "NO" may all be clues that I'm not interested. I really try to be as polite as possible, but seriously lay off. It becomes pathetic and makes you even less attractive. I'm starting to realize that my expectations are probably at such ridiculous altitudes that I may just be single forever and forced to slave and toil in some sort of hobby whether I be a workaholic, one of those neverending travelers or who knows I just might become some symbol for people like Leigh Bowery. Beautiful and amazing but the furthest thing from boyfriend material. Oh well. No time for any of that shit anyways. I've become obsessed with French guys. They know how to live over there and I wish I could just leave all my obligations at the door and fly over there now and really start living life. Oh and I smoke now. Big whoop I was always a damn smoker at heart and now I leave you with this latest picture of ...me

A LA FRANCAIS

2009-03-22T19:07:00.000-07:00

La nuit dernière j'ai rencontré un beau gars français, pourtant j'ai été immédiatement entouré par les vautours hostiles qui ont choisi et ont poussé doucement à notre chaque mouvement. Je deja sais pas si est qu'il préfère des hommes ou des femmes. Only time will tell, just my luck he'll be some sort of wack job or creeper or join the pile of straight boys that I can never have. My love life is one giant windowshopping spree. Good grief. Sweet picture taken just minutes before hitting the streets of NYC. Courtesy of Sonia (one of the vultures) <3

SOIREE

2009-03-08T21:31:00.000-07:00

Another fun filled weekend is gone. I have to admit I was a little disappointed at how saturday night unfolded, but I mean when you start hyping things up, you're setting a path to getting let down. What was really great was dressing up girlfriend in an outfit that I not only styled but made. Yeah she was pretty much my walking business card that night. Ran into a few people I would have rather not wanted to that night too, among them a tranny and a terminally ill. Today was lame, I was so tired and I've been ridiculously tired all day, for no reason really. I watched La Femme Nakita, the original French version of course and fell in love with it all over again. I forgot how much I loved that movie. I'm tempted to even buy it. It's so French, and full of action and this crazy chick who looses it all only to start her life again. And there's love, and not just stupid romantic comedy love, but this believeable sense of love which I love. I'd like to think that when I finally find myself in a relationship it could only be as tender. Tomorrow is monday which is BAD. A whole day full of typography and digital lettering. I want to pull my teeth out its so painful. Spring Break is coming up and instead of doing something amazingly exciting like I would have liked I might just spend it in the city or if I'm feeling really adventurous with my biffle Gabz in PA. The weather is getting a lot better and I'm loving it. I cant believe how much I took California's weather for granite. Nice weather just makes everyone so much happier and I don't even want to take the subway. Wish me luck for tomorrow. Hopefully I'll survive.

EXHAUSTED

2009-03-03T22:02:00.000-08:00

I'm exhausted. Not from work, not from school but from my extracurriculars. Thats right people I'm actually a nice guy who gives back to his community. Well his residence life community, but recently I've fallen into a bit of a slump. You see here's this job that I really want and have worked so hard to even be acknowledged, but because of one stupid thing its all been jeopardized. I warn you this is a rant post so you don't have to sit here and read it, but it really pisses me off that people cant just be adults nowadays. After all the work that I've put into this and all the effort I've put into my accomplishments, its amazing that it can all still be defined by one situation, one bump along the path. I just wish more people understood me. And no I'm not saying that in some emo preteen girly way, but just in the fact that I'm actually a good person, I just have high expectations for people, and I'm not out to destroy anyone out there, sorry I have better things to do. So much of what people think is based on one's looks and I get that. Go ahead judge me, call me an asshole, say that I look like some uptight douchebag, but while you're at it look at my resume, ask me a few questions will ya? I'm tired of playing games. I'm tired of trying 10 times as hard as other dumbfucks who get it handed to them. Why does everything have to be a fucking struggle in my life. Why cant for once, something nice just happen. Better yet something that I've really wanted for a long time happen. Nope, everythings always a test. Everythings always a step in the right direction but not quite there yet. Everything is a good job and a pat on the back but no cigar well guess what I'm exhausted. I cant do this anymore. I'm done.

PARTY BUSINESS

2009-02-17T22:34:00.000-08:00

Okay so I know I'm going to come off super douchey when I say this but partying in New York City could literally be a full time job. I dont know why people dont take socialites more seriously, I mean with all due honesty, keeping appearances can take it out of you. Last night was the wildest night of my life. BY FAR!! And I know some of you will just laugh at my ignorant naiveness but I've never been that many places in that amount of time. It all started with this OAK after party that I really wanted to go to because I love OAK and Holy Ghost was DJing and there was an open bar till 11 which I'm all for. Of course same fucking story all my friends are busy doing hw, or kicking back in their PJs cuz school's the next day, but you know me I'm like "Who gives a fuck there's a party out there and I'm going" So I left ALONE to this shindig. I get there and they check if you RSVPd which I did, then they check ID so I hand em my passport copy. I know oldest trick in the book but hey it works so I get in and twiddling my thumbs acting like the cool loner in the corner. This fails and I need to find someone I know, at least someone. Luckily, my good friend Alexander Wolf aka creative director over at CITY (god this name dropping is ridiculous..hang in there) shows up and his photographer lady friend and we had fun and what not. Cole Mohr gets there with this fugly bitch and they start making out all night. Oh and my favorite, top model, and I use the term loosely, FURONDA was there workin' her skinny ass haha. That was definitely a highlight. Times up, drinks aren't free so Alex says lets go the Corpus after party so we jump in a cab and arrive at this hotel where the doorman asks where we're going. We let him know and he lets us in the elevator. Doors open and bam I run smack dab into some of my old friends from last year. The infamous Jess Steller, cutie Jordan Potter, my boy Houman and Paula Rezende. I know you dont know these people, but I do and I cant but put a face to a name okay. I almost got into a fight with the DJ after I pointed at his shirt and he pushed me into a group of people whilst I waited for the bathroom. It was totally immature and uncalled for. Thank god these two nice gentlemen stopped him and tried to reason with his dumb fuck ass. I chatted it up with some models who I remembered from the Duckie show. Some British blokes. They were funny tho. So the party died down and the group split up. I and three others were walking down the street when some bartender yelled out, "first round of drinks on me" so we, of course did not resist. After our "first" round we left to some other shitty bar where the bouncer wouldn't let me in cuz of some technical bullshit with my passport copy but I got in thanks to Houman. We danced, I made out with some Aussie girl who I wish I could remember and then after like an hour or so we left. I shared a cab with the Steller and we headed home sweet home to the financial district around 4AM. Mind you this was monday night and I had class at 9 in the morning. Yeah didn't go to my first class and I still feel a bit dizzy. good times right. fucking ridiculous!

GIRLFRIEND

2009-02-17T18:18:00.000-08:00

So a friend I dont mention enough is my dear Hayley Thiesen or as we call her Girlfriend. She's the sweetest, most gentle hospitality whore from Detroit. And she loves to tell you she's from Detroit. "Detroit is in all ways the definition of the American City but its problem lies in the fact that it didn't diversify its industries" -GF Thats a taste of girlfriend, a most intellectual being. Girlfriend enjoys fine cinema, serial killers, good food, and looking up things on wikipedia (which is the source of her ever-expanding knowledge) So suck on that higher education, wikipedia isn't full of shit. The funny thing about girlfriend is that you would never expect her to even be in the same room as me, Gabrielle or the stoic Sonia. Our pessimistic evil ignorance hasn't seemed to corrupt her...yet. Deep down I think she realizes that we are evil soul-less beings who judge people instinctively and couldn't give a fuck and she either wishes she could be too or is deep down a mass murder who chuckles at our cynical wit. Either way she's our girlfriend and we're blessed by her presence oh yeah and her TV helps too. This saturday me and girlfriend had a date with the movie SHIVER or Eskalorfrio in Spanish. It was a Spanish movie about a boy and his mother who move out of the city because of a bizarre skin condition which prevents him from being exposed to sunlight, and into the country where they discover a crazy wild little girl who kills people and everyone suspects the new boy but it turns out to be some german child. This thus prompted our interest in feral children and I fell in love and awe with the story of Genie Willie who until she was 13 was tied to a potty chair in total isolation and was then slowly reabilitated in a series of extensive tests and research. Its a really sad story and they based a movie on her whole ordeal called "mockingbird dont sing" I want to see it soon. Maybe tonight. On Sunday I was cordially invited to Girlfriend's uncle Carl's house for dinner and cake which I couldn't refuse. They lived in this charming brownstone in Clinton Hill. Chicken and Dumplings, a light salad and a famous recipe chocolate cake left me stuffed. The company was very interesting. They were the most cultured, intellectual group of people I've ever been around. I felt like a complete idiot as they discussed everything from film to politics and art. It was very interesting. Its great to meet new people and in such an intimate setting you really see how many different lives we live. Whoa..deep. ANYWAYS ABOUT FASHION.....

DUCKIEZ

2009-02-17T17:57:00.001-08:00

So I haven't posted in quite a while and boy do I have stuff to say! Well my amazing internship has blossomed to its most gloriousness. Thats right gloriousness. The day of the Fashion show was great and went very smoothly, probably due to the amount of help and organization that went into everything. That and the models only had one look which greatly simplified the dressers jobs. The after party was at this underground club RDV somewhere in meatpacking. As Daniel said it was very "bordello-esque" haha You could tell who the waitresses were by the length of their skirts or lack of should I say. The party was grand regardless with open bar till 12 I've become good friends with Johanna the Swiss intern. She's so sweet and her sister and friends were here visiting so we had our share of dancing and stealing champagne. It was a great day.

SCHOOL BELLS

2009-01-25T20:55:00.000-08:00

School starts tomorrow which means hw starts tomorrow which means no life starts tomorrow. In a way I'm ready to get back a steady schedule and from the looks of it I'm going to be mighty busy this semester. Everyday sounds like a 9-6 so its going to be intense. I have Type 1 and Digital lettering tomorrow which kind of go hand in hand, but I go to work first. Now that the Welcome Center is finally open, I'll actually have to do my job which sucks haha well not really but its going to be very different than shoveling paperwork which's been what I've been doing all this time before hand. I'm most excited about my internship tho which I start on wednesday. I'm nervous what with fashion week slowly approaching. Having to miss my 2nd and 3rd classes of Comm D as my friends have christened it is scary but I'm sure my professor will understand. Bsides its fashion week. It only comes twice a year. Oh and restaurant week is this week which is going to be awesome. I want to hit all the good spots. I need to get my haircut tomorrow because its running wild. So many things so little time.

JANISE-A

2009-01-18T23:51:00.000-08:00

So this blogs been a long time coming and you would think that having more time on my hands would let me do more but on the contrary it makes me a loser who sleeps till noon. This has been a schedule I've followed quite religiously. So over break one of the highlights was to have spent some time in the company of a most beautiful girl. Allison is a dear friend to me. We go way back and our childhood has always involved each other in some way. I love her very much and every time I'm around I melt. What we have is so special and so unique that only we know what it really is. I'm a pretty private person (BELIEVE IT OR NOT) but I cant help but say how much I cherish her. We're not quite best friends but we're not exactly boyfriend/girlfriends. Somewhere in between I guess. One things for sure; we're soulmates. Anyways, getting away from all that mushy stuff my break is amazingly almost over. Friday I fly back to the now frozen big apple and return to my life of DARAMA! But like always spending too much time away from the city makes me have withdrawls and I just need to get back or I feel like I'm missing out. Some of my friends are already there awaiting my arrival haha. Next monday starts my crazy week. School starts, work starts and my new internship at Duckie Brown. Okay get this...so we have a new suitemate who wrote Duckie Brown a letter asking them to deck him out in Duckie Brown for his prom. How weird is that? And of all schools and all suites he's in ours. So crazy. Tomorrow should prove very fun I'm going to the Ghetty Villa with my two favorite girls and we're going to pig out and shop in Santa Monica. Its the main reason I came haha. Still whenever I come home it reminds me of why I left in the first place. Here I was the weirdo. Here I was the one who didn't fit in as where in the city I just mix in with the other crazies. No one here did anything. No one cared about their future and did something. Its just so god damn depressing. I just wish people would go out, travel and see the world there's so much else than California. Yeah its great, the weathers is near perfect but the people in other places the culture the entire experience is a journey of self discovery alone. Everyone here barely moves. Nothing happens people just survive. For some reason I've been drafted into going into classrooms at some schools here and talking about my experience and you know what it feels good. I dont remember any alumni coming to our school and talking about what lies beyond the diploma. Maybe I can talk some sense into these kids about how much is really out there. Well hopefully I dont take another 6 years to post again until then goodnight!

BON VOYAGE

2008-12-17T18:30:00.001-08:00

So as this semester draws to a close I cant, but reflect on my journey, the people I've met and the places I've gone. Its crazy to think that this blog itself has chronicled the path I've taken and how it has changed. Next semester sounds very promising. A new major, a new internship and new experiances. Some friends are going abroad next semester which is sad but I'm extremely happy for them. I hope I can go abroad next semester. I just had shabu-shabu with a friend of mine and it was delicious. Shabu-shabu for you uncultured folks is Japanese Hot Pot. In essence you cook your own food boiling meat, vegetables and noodles in a broth. Amazingly, I have very little work to do these days. Most of my classes have ended and after tomorrow I'll only have my concepts class to go to next tuesday. This is also the class I'm working on the final collection of Anastasia. I'd say it looks pretty good. Then on the 24th I fly out. Back to my homeland. The great golden state of California. I've never been more excited to go home. I've been buying presents for everyone and that alone has been quite time-consuming. Hopefully they appreciate all the money I've spent on them. With more time over this winter break, I'm hoping to read some books, get some fresh air and hey maybe I'll even excercise a bit. I really want to get my license. haha. Yeah thats right my license, you know that little card that says you can drive a motor vehicle. I graduated High School when I was 17 so I thought ah what the hell I'm moving to the big city and all everyone rides there is cabs and subways. This was true but going home is always a dilemna because you need to drive everywhere. I watched the movie Perfume yesterday which was very entertaining. It follows the life of a serial killer in 1800s France who in search of the bottled scent of a woman killed several women. I love fragrance myself as I've previously stated. I'd love to be a perfumer but the elitism involved in that proffesion is even worse than fashion. Well. Whatever, I can do whatever I fucking want and there isn't anybody who can say otherwise. I've come to terms with the fact that I want to be in fashion my own way. Whether it be styling my own list of clients, creating a small menswear line on my spare time or doing graphics for Raf Simons. The worlds my oyster damn it.

HARLEM HOOPLAH

2008-11-30T11:31:00.000-08:00

So I didn't go home this thanksgiving. As homesick as I am, I decided to stay and concentrate on my work. I got so much done, but guess what there's still much more to go. I cant wait to end all of this and start fresh next semester. My schedule is looking pretty damn good next semester. I pretty much only go to school for two full days, two days I have only one class and I have wednesdays completely off, which is great considering I might get an internship. I hope I get this internship, it would be perfect. Its a well-known menswear label that works right out of the west village. They seem really nice and I feel like I'd be learning so much more than working for corporate. I still have a bunch of interviews to go to, but my mind is pretty set. My good friend Adhish had a party last night at his wonderful apartment in HARLEM. God I hate taking the train all the way up there. Not to mention it runs local on weekends. It was okay, but it was obvious Adhish was the life of the party. For obvious reasons. It was fun for a while, but it just wasn't our crowd so we left. I have to get some more work done since next week I have an invitation to the Louis Vuitton party! Thats right, thank god for classmates. I hope its fabulous and champagne filled. It be great to get some swag too. I was telling Sonia last night that this year is the antithesis of last year. Better parties, better people, harder work, less sleep. I love it. It reminds me of why New York is so great that one day you're drinking beers in Harlem and the next you're sipping champagne at a boutique. Oh P.S. I've been watching a lot of movies too. I watched Akira Kurosawa's RAN the other day and fell in love. It's pretty much the story of Shakespear's King Lear told through ancient Japanese samurai times. It blew my mind. For an old movie, I loved it and you know me, Japanese anything makes me happy. I want to own it so if you love me and send me a great christmas present feel free.

I'M SORRY

2008-11-24T19:13:00.000-08:00

its not you
its me
you're really nice
too nice
I'm a horrible person with horrible friends
I live in a fake world
I cant corrupt you
Theres just no chemistry
I wish you'd branch out a bit more
Dont hate me
but it's just not working out
I'm sorry

ITS OFFICIAL

2008-11-24T18:57:00.000-08:00

So after reevaluating my life and its purpose, after having a baby midlife crisis and shattering my dream of ever being a fashion designer I've come to terms with it. Starting next semester I will be a Communications Design Major. Call me a sell out, call me lazy, call me unoriginal, the reality is that I love fashion too much to stay in the fashion department. As I've been saying, its an ancient program with an extremely elitist persona. The program is overly rigorous and strenous and although I'm doing fine, I'm just not happy. Can you blame me for eating, sleeping and wanting to enjoy New York City? I'm sorry but I just cant subject myself to some contained strenous life designing watered down commercial fashion. I'm not giving up on my dream, but I've realized that I need to take another path before I destroy myself and forget why I'm here. Through CD I can explore fashion and yet not be limited by its barriers. Its been a really hard time, emotionally, academically and socially, but things are looking up. My family and friends are puzzled and hesitant, but supportive. I cant even begin to explain to you how I feel. I'm like a ghost staring at myself in this empty shell. When you realize you dont know who you are anymore, it can be devastating, but I'm slowly pushing through it all. I'm hoping to intern next year and get my foot finally in the door. I've had a really great weekend full of great parties. Thank god there are still folks who know how to throw a good party. I hope w'ell only see more of these kinds of events. Swanky shindigs full of good music, glamorous settings and ridiculous people. I wouldn't have it any other way. One of my classmates invited me to the 50th anniversary party for Louis Vuitton and I'm stoked. Dressing up is my specialty.

SELL OUT

2008-11-01T23:16:00.000-07:00

Today was a weird day. Well my job at the Welcome Center is slowly creeping on me and I actually had to work saturday morning the day after halloween. Did I mention the word MORNING! Yeah it was tough. I sometimes think that if I had no obligations I could sleep for days on end. For halloween I was Pee Wee Herman. I loved my costume it was perfect. People knew exactly who I was and I got plenty of shout outs and even friendly hugs. I'm tempted to be him next year too. My friends were also amazing. My friend Gabrielle didn't know what she'd be until the day before and managed to pull out an amazing Karl Lagerfeld. I was utterly impressed. My other friend Liz decided to keep it classy and go with Mariah Carey which was perfect as well. Sanyu was Grace Jones which I was hesitant at first but I ended up thinking it really worked. The parties were not as exciting as us. We left some jazz session party and ended up roaming the streets for hours until we ended up in someone's amazing loft near chinatown. The music pretty much sucked, everyone was over 50 but there was a great open bar with Champagne non-stop refills. Thats all I really needed. So I feel really stupid but that styling idea hit me today in the computer lab and I'm so curious as to see if it could actually work so I made flyers. They're pretty ghetto but whatever. I might as well use my powers for good. We'll see how far it goes. I have a feeling my inbox will pretty much be an influx of hate mail but we'll just have to wait and see. This afternoon a bunch of us OL buddies had movie night at my friend Jess's who lives right next to Webster Hall. We watched Drop Dead Gorgeous and The Sex and the City movie. It was fun. Sometimes its good to just kick back and have a night in. I know its been a while since I last posted but whatever, I'm living my life and I barely have enough time as it is. I'm excited to be going to the Chanel Mobile Art Exhibit tomorrow with my friend Savannah. I heard it was amazing and its only here till thursday so I might as well. I'm going to hustle tomorrow and sew up my skirt, pockets, zippers and all. Not to mention start planning my bridgewear collection inspired by menswear and Edgar Allen Poe. Night.

HOMESICKNESS

2008-10-25T23:39:00.001-07:00

I have a mild case ok maybe a little more severe. I so wish I was going home for thanksgiving, but my folks cant afford it so I'll just have to wait it out till christmas. So if you see me give me a hug and tell me its going to be alright because I'm going to need it to make it throught the rest of this semester. I'm also amidst a flurry of confusion about whether I should or shouldn't do fashion as my career. Sometimes I wish my life was a much simpler one

EPIC PROPORTIONS

2008-10-19T15:21:00.001-07:00

So this weekend has definitely been an epic one. Two parties back to back. Friday, the amazing Houman Farahmand and his roomate Alyssa decided to host a lavish party at their Village loft. Not only did the place have amazing views and giant open spaces, but the music was great and the people attending were even better. I met so many interesting people and was apparently a little out of control, but who cares it was a blast. Well done mr. Farahmand and ms. Davis, its definitely what a manhattan party should look like! Saturday good friend Sonia or the Sonz as I call her had her joint birthday party just down our street on maiden lane. I'll be honest the party looked a bit bleak in the beginning, but towards the end it was so much fun. Mind you I was liquored up and ready to go. I wish the music had been a bit louder but we had fun and of course today (sunday) I'm rushing yet again to finish all work for tomorrow's class which is draping. I really want to get it together academically, I haven't been pushing myself as much as I should be which could be due to weekends like these or ridiculousness and sleeping in. But hey, its New York City it'd be a crime not to have fun right?

10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT ROSS

2008-10-19T15:11:00.000-07:00

So Ross Vigeant is a dear friend of mine and apparently an avid reader of mine so I'm going to dedicate this post to him. Ten things I hate about him.

1. His assloads of money
2. His cozy apartment with some random Indian man named Hashish
3. The fact that although he owns closets full of Dior and Burberry he likes to dress in AE
4. His critical scrutinizing of fellow friends such as the Jman
5. His gamer ex-roomate
6. His need to take out the camera at our worst drunken moments
7. How he wears flip-flops in 20 degree weather
8. How he always has some beautiful lady at his side
9. How apparently he's a genius and is graduating early
10. How he's a giant teddy bear and a brat

ENCOURAGING WORDS

2008-10-15T23:01:00.000-07:00

So its midterm time. Thats right, the year is a quarter over. Its amazing how time has flown by. I've been really overwhelmed lately dealing with who I am as a designer and how I can stand out among the 2459938890000 million kids ALSO doing fashion. I realized that my problem is with workmanship and execution. I have the ideas and innovation and the drive but as my teacher says instead of working harder I should just work smarter. My methods (sewing/draping) class midterm was very depressing, hell I wanted to start crying right there and then. I've never had such a low grade since Chemistry back in ghetto ass high school. It hurt so bad, but I'm going to take it as a wake-up call. My teacher was very encouraging and let me know that he's seen much worse in students and they've gone on to be great. So I'm hoping that if I really push myself and think smarter about how I approach things, slowly but surely I'll progress and at least catch up with the rest of my class. My drawing teacher was really motivating and kept stressing that my personal vision and style are the things that really need to shine through my work, which was really comforting seeing as how these generic projects really piss me off and I get so watered down that all my figures either look like generic mannequins or crap. Either way I'm going to improve. I MUST, there's no way I'm giving up now. I've come too far, risked too much and worked too hard. Next year starts now, hell next year is now..S.H.

I LOVE YOU BUT YOU'RE BRINGING ME DOWN

2008-10-12T21:21:00.000-07:00

New York, I love you but you're bringing me down. This lyric summed up my day. You know those days when everything seems to irritate you. Things that have always been around you and you see each and every day but out of nowhere just make you go crazy. The city is full of strang and obnoxious things that, today really pushed my buttons. First of all, today was hustle day which meant loads of hw needed to get done in these vital 24hrs. And I just got really sick of the randomest things. For instance, not only do I hate riding the subway, but I somehow always end up in the car with the crazy homeless woman who's dancing for Jesus and asks you for money. Every single day, I swear some homeless wants my money and they come up with the weirdest shit to get it. I was not having it today. I get to school and as much as I love diversity, its obvious that the Koreans have taken over Parsons. They're nice people, usually shy and quiet, but today I was really trying to finish my draping hw and these girls were just talking non-stop, layed their shit on MY table and I just felt like saying "Stop speaking Korean, get your shit off my table and go away!!!" It's random, I know, but today was one of those days. I also distinctly remember purposely running into some tourist girl as I was walking who just decided to stop walking and stand in the middle of Times Square. I'm sorry, but if you're not from New York the easiest way someone notices is the way you walk. IF YOU WALK. Most tourists decide to calmly loiter the streets at 2mph which I HATE! Get a move on or get out of my way. Once again New York I love you, but sometimes I'm fed up.

SHITSHOW

2008-10-07T23:11:00.000-07:00

So today was a terrible day. I presented my concepts project and was viciously critiqued. My project was called amateur, vague, distracting, and wild. I dont mind, I mean we all have those projects. I take all criticism very seriously. Thats the reason I critique other people's work so harshly. I always come off as the asshole who disagrees with the layout or proportions or to simplify, but I'm not attacking people, I truly want them to better themselves artistically and I really dont feel complementing everyone's work to death helps them be better designers. Its a shame that everyone at this school is so nice, I actually think its refreshing to have people who think sarcastically and honestly. None of this sugarcoated bullshit, because lets face it, in the real world your boss is going to tell it to you like it is and they're not going to give a damn about how long you spent or how you put your heart and soul into your work. I think people are lying to themselves by thinking the world is this happy go lucky place where everyone's just happy with everything and nothing needs improvement. Please. It could just be the pessimistic nature, I've been raised with, but I just hate stuff like this. Anyways, every class I'm slowly getting better, learning from my mistakes, taking in everything and using it as a stepping stone. I can understand why a lot of designers just dropped out of school. ALL THE RULES! There's so little room for self-expression and it can become very redundant and frustrating. I mean how are you supposed to do well and work on something that you have no attachment to or connection? I think we work best when we're doing whatever we want, with the goal of executing and presenting our ideas to the best of our ability. But this comes from within us not a stupid set of guidelines, and I know that we're barely learning the fundamentals, but its time people realized that curriculum cant be solely based on regiment and uniformity. We're designers for a reason. Our dynamic visions set us apart from the world and other designers because of their originality and organic nature. Just ramblings, I guess.

GAYBISEXUALTRANSGENDERED

2008-10-05T20:40:00.000-07:00

So me and my friend keep getting in these ridiculous discussions about my sexuality and I'm so tired of them. She claims that I hate all gay men and that I don't realize I am indeed a gayman. First of all, I do not hate ALL gay men. In fact I have a few gay friends who I love, but the reality is that a lot of the gay boys at this school are either really pretentious, disgustingly slutty and flaming or utterly ridiculous. I cant help, but not wanting to be around them and in no way do I think myself superior it's just a matter of comfort. Secondly, I have struggled with my own sexuality for a very long time and find it very insulting for someone to judge me for the way I dress, behave or talk. Yes, I am aware that I dress up all the time and I can be feminine at times, but believe me, I have met some really feminine men who are straight as can be. I consider myself bisexual, but people dont understand it so I just say I'm gay. It's easier, which is really sad. Although I PREFER men, I have had feelings for women. In fact one of my longest and most meaningful relationships has been with a girl. Even now, when we're together theres this amazing chemistry that I cant explain. Yes they're rare occurences, but they happened. I chose not to act on those situations, but that was my choice. I'm the kind of person who likes "people". Yes, I know at this point a many number of you are shaking your heads at my cliche, but in reality I think the world would be such a great place if there were no such things as orientation. If people could fall in love with men or women regardless of gender. To some extent I feel that the world is maturing in that sense, but the ignorance of the common man still prevails and anything that is foreign is of course quickly attacked and discarded. Another thing that really sets me off is people trying to hook me up with their gay friends. First of all just because I'm gay doesn't mean that I'll instantly fall for the next gay guy I see (in fact in my case its the opposite. I usually fall for the straight ones). I mean what if we replaced the word gay with a race, or a situation. "Hey I really want you to meet my other black friend, I think you guys would really hit it off". How insulting. "Well I dont know maybe you guys could race each other in your wheelchairs or something" C'mon people, are we really so ignorant as to think homosexuals don't have preferences when it comes to who they find attractive. What really scares me is that this is still happening to me, even at a collegic level. So to my dear friend, kiss my ass because I bet if you lived a day in my shoes you'd see its not as easy as it looks.

TOO YOUNG

2008-10-05T06:31:00.000-07:00

So the other day I was listening to one of my favorite songs "Too Young" by Phoenix and it pretty much summed up my life. I'm too young for everything. Seeing as how I'll be 21 when I graduate college, I think I really need to invest in a fake because this shit is ridiculous. That birthday party in brooklyn went very wrong. First of all I got carded trying to buy some colts. Then we get to the place where this really cute boy seemed very bewildered, but turns out we were the first ones to arrive. Mind you this thing was scheduled at 9 and it was almost 10 by the time we arrived. I would've hung out a bit longer, but my friends weren't feeling it so we left. The rest of the night was pretty much a shitshow. When we got back my friend called me and we found her drunk out of her mind crawling on the floor, which was pretty entertaining for about 5 minutes and then we just left. Apparently a bunch of kids decided to do shrooms which make you go crazy and start hallucinating and stuff. It's ridiculous what some people will do to get high. And for what really? A couple minutes on cloud nine and then puking and getting fucked up for the rest of the day. No thanks. I'm not straight edge or anything, but drugs have never appealed to me. Not even weed. I've just been around too many junkies I guess to know that I don't want anything to do with that shit. I'll have a beer or two, but I'm not about to eat fungi haha. Seeing as how friday's party was a disaster my other friend threw a little get together at his place in bushwick on saturday which was an adventure on its own. It turned out to be pretty fun. We played uno and wii bowling while shotguning beers. Then we left and joined this rooftop party somewhere else in brooklyn. The view was amazing. I still cant get over all the freedom we have here. I still feel like I need to ask my parents for permission but then I remember that I'm an adult and I do what I want, when I want to and best of all I'm in New York City. Being around so many young people you forget that there is a real world out there and in our world anything pretty much goes. Its strange and maybe even ridiculous but I wouldn't have it any other way.

PICTURES AND PERFUME

2008-10-02T22:08:00.000-07:00

So the other day, my friend Sanyu (ridiculously dramatic, center of attention-at-all times, Sanyu) decided to take some pictures. Little did I know that one, my shirt would be off, and two, I'd be posing with my other friend (a girl) completely topless. Awkward yes, but so much fun. The shoot turned out to be a success and of course Sanyu, the exhibitionist she is, decided to join in on the fun and before you knew it it was a topless party. Okay maybe I'm embelishing a bit, but it happened. This week went by pretty fast, thank god for Jewish holidays thats all I have to say. This weekend should prove to be exciting. Friday, a friend of mine is hosting a fabulous birthday party in brooklyn, where else, and saturday I'm having dinner with my good friend Jorden with a stop at the Chanel store. If you dont know me I'm a sucker for fragrance. I know how gay can you get right? It could be due to the fact that that was my first job. But seriously, I love to smell good and Chanel is always at the top of my list. The other day I stopped at Bloomies and picked up a bottle of the Chanel edition Blanche which I've been wanting for a really long time. I really want to get a bottle of Cuir de Russie which is a boutique exclusive. It smells soooo good. If anyone wants to buy me a belated birthday present fragrance would definitely be greatly appreciated. Among my favorites are: Chanel Allure Sport, Versace Eau Fraiche, Marc Jacobs Cucumber (friend for life if you find me this one since its discontinued) and anything Tom Ford thats not black orchid (the private blends are amazing!) On women I LOVE Stella by Stella McArtney, YSL Paris (which is what darling Sanyu wears) Gucci Envy Me, Michael Kors, Coco Madamoiselle and Dior Cherie. Chanel's La Pausa and Gardenia are also to die for. Anyways enough vanity for a while lets talk about everyone starting to get sick around here. Its disgusting. It doesn't help that the school doesn't give a damn if you're on your deathbed, if you miss three classes you get kicked out. I know right, WTF?!

MY KOPF

2008-09-28T23:22:00.000-07:00

So I made plans to hang out with one of my good friends from last year who happened to be my classmate as well, Ms. Suzy Kopf. I love her. She's always got it together. I feel like she's good at balancing her life and is such a triple threat. A fine arts major, she is not only talented and smart but wildly funny and can hold more than her share of liquor let me tell you. Union Square dorm parties were legendary and I'm almost certain a few of them were thrown at her place. Now she lives on the lower east side/ east village. Its a beautiful area. I love it so much, that I cant wait to get an apartment there as soon as possible. It has that sunny feel of brooklyn with tons of venues, bars, cafe's, antique shops and did I mention bars hehe. Theres also little gardens and parks sprinkled around, its just beautiful. She shares the apt with two roomates but I loved the space it was so clean and inviting. I miss not having her in class anymore, so it was great to spend some time and catch up. I love running into people from last year. For some reason, I love the idea of a bunch of us going seperate ways and still staying close. A bunch of my friends are from a bunch of different majors and schools which only makes our group more interesting. As for the Kopf, I'm sure she'll keep treking on her way to success.

FINE (ASS) ART

2008-09-27T21:57:00.000-07:00

So again its been a hectic few days since I last posted. I haven't really had anything to talk about same old same old. So much work piles on during the week and of course I end up scrambling to do it all over the weekend, still making time to go out and party. A bunch of my friends had dinner at Otto on friday. It was fun, its nice to dress up and go out sometimes. I mean living in the city we sometimes forget that it can be a glamorous place too. Not saying that Otto is the most glamorous place I've been HA! cuz its not although I love Batali joints. I've really been thinking about where I'm headed professionally. To be honest, it scares the shit out of me. In a few years I'll be working in the real world. There so many things I want to do. I've always been a fan of photography and fine art and the other day at Barnes and Nobles I came across this book called "Tactile" which I loved. I would've bought it but I didn't have 60 bucks to spend on a book. Anyways it had a bunch of great artists, mostly urban art and weird stuff that was just so cool. I'm posting a few pictures of some of the work of some of my favorites. The first set is from a project called "Little people" by a street artist named Slinkachu. The guy goes around a bunch of countries and sets up these tiny figurines, he makes himself, in specific locations and situations and they're so cute and funny. It says something of human culture itself and addresses how we interact with our surroundings and ourselves. Its great stuff.

The next few works are from Mark Jenkins who's also a great street artist who does these humanesque figures.

And finally, I was reading about this artist in V magazine a long time ago and my friend the other day happened to have the same issue. Her name is Holy Kriest and she runs this amazing studio where they do a variety of projects but this one in particular was fascinating. She makes dolls but not the kind you're used to seeing. These dolls have real hair and such realistic faces they look almost alive but she gives them strange bodies and limbs and even animal parts its really awesome.

I really recommend you guys check out that book TACTILE its so funny and clever. I wish I could've used some of the ideas in that book last year for foundation projects.

FOR THE RICAN

2008-09-22T20:49:00.000-07:00

So this is a special post. One dedicated to a very special friend of mine. Liz Rose Irwin. The fucking apple of my eye. This Puerto Rican bombshell washed ashore in my life in Orientation Leader Training and has since latched onto me like the loveable parasite she is. Strangely, I wouldn't have it any other way. Odly enough she's super smart and landed an internship at NINA RICCI that ho. It's strange to find people you can just feel so comfortable with, not to mention in so little time. I mean really how do our friends become our friends? We simply maintain relationships to the point where you unravel everything about that person and know them like the back of your hand. But who is to say you cant be friends with the person next to you in the elevator, or the subway? The only boundry is that of communication. Deep words I know. As for the ho-ass, cheap-ass, birthhole-ass, well she's all mine.

BIRTHDAY BOY

2008-09-21T22:37:00.000-07:00

Today's my birthday. Hooray, I'm finally 19. Thats right, 19. I'm still a baby so I'm told. Anything between 18 and 21 is a weird age because you cant (technically) drink so whatever. School tomorrow which should prove to be exciting as usual. NOT. hehe. Draping is at least somewhat of a stress reliever. Today was a good day. Woke up and went to the Brooklyn Flea Market with Gabrielle and Liz. Lots of neat stuff. I got a three piece vintage leather luggage set for 20 bucks. AWESOME! My friend got a beautiful vintage chanel button necklace and my other friend got a military jacket. I'm hooked. We're planning to go to the Hells Kitchen one this week. As for the rest of the week, I'm just trying to live day by day. It seems to have worked for me in the past. I have this idea that I came up with tonight. Hear me out, so I'm always digging through my girlfriends' closets in the pursuit of the perfect outfit to you name it : the club, school, first dates, interviews. Mind you I make them look like a million bucks and I do it pro-bono. BUT....what if I put out flyers around school (more than anywhere else, NYU cuz lets face it they look like crap 24/7 with their northface jackets, ugg boots and headbands) and I can charge per the hour to make people look great. Who knows I might get really good at it. Its always good to have a little extra income on the side. I dont know you guys should let me know what you think but I think it would be a lot of fun.

Cigarettes and Sonz

2008-09-14T23:18:00.000-07:00

So its been a while since I last posted anything. Well how can I possibly sum up what has happened these last few days. My school days are long and exhausting not to mention this week I start working and my French class starts too. A lot of parties. Partyhopping has become a sport for me hehe. I guess thats a good thing. I like parties its a good old fashion way to let loose and just have fun with random strangers. I'm still single. Which is a whole other story in and of itself. EUUUGH. I've come to terms that its time for a new group of friends. Fresh faces are always refreshing. Take one of my good new friends Gabrielle, an evil bitch fashionista, just like myself. We're horrible people. Really horrible. (Terry Shiavo and Mother Teresa jokes for godsakes) oh well. Sonia or Sonz as I will now be calling her has also become a good friend of mine. I knew her slightly from last year but her icy charm is captivating and I'm so happy we've gotten to know each other better. This week will either make me or break me, regardless I'm having way too much fun.

HEIDI and MARC

2008-09-08T21:59:00.000-07:00

So today was a pretty smooth day. I had methods or draping as you'd call it. Professor Lalvani was a very nice man. After making a few muslin darts we packed up and headed out. I didn't feel like waiting for the elevator so I took the stairs, which apparently some kid in front of me was also thinking. We ended up getting lost and decided to take a back staircase and we ran into who else but Ms. Heidi Klum herself. They must have been filming because she was all decked out and dressed up. It was strange. I didn't say anything I just went back where we had come from. However the best news about today was that I got an invite to the Marc by Marc Jacobs show tomorrow. I know its MARC by Marc Jacobs, but I'll take what I can get okay. After that I'm going to a screening of the Duchess, the new Kiera film about the Duchess of Devonshire. I feel like I'm just boasting but this is so amazing compared the shit hole of last year. Now fashion comes to me and its become so accesible. Oh Parsons, you're a bitch but I love you.

NOBU

2008-09-07T21:24:00.000-07:00

So its been a while since I posted. Pretty much school is the same as it was last year. Uber-intense and stressful with hw packing up in enormous quantities that threaten to destroy any sign of a social life. Luckily, I managed to survive last year and have thus developed superskills. Thats right superskills that allow me to have fun and still get those As. The difference this year is that school is awesome and I'm doing what I love so sometimes I cant wait to get to do my hw. For example, for my concept development class we have to make a line of swimwear from a NY designer's fall collection. This weekend was pretty epic. Friday was spent at delicious French Roast which I love. Ironically they were playing Crystal Castles and Whitest Boy Alive which made it even better. After dinner I scrammed home on the subway to change in 5 seconds and jump on another subway to get to some brooklyn parties. Somehow we always end up in brooklyn. Saturday I was drenched while buying art supplies uptown and ended up with some random people drinking whiskey shots hehe. This year has been pretty random to say the least. Today after buying some more art supplies (OH YES PEOPLE, ART SCHOOL IS A LOVELY WAY TO GET IN DEBT! But luckily I have all my art supplies for a while now) I got to hang out with my lovely ladies Liz, Sanyu and my all time best buddy JORDEN HAN betch! God I love that kid. Jorden Han is amazing. He's super rich but super sweet and of course super chic. We are both horrible human beings but I think thats what brings us together. Jorden took us to dinner. Where else but NOBU which of course was delicious. I had this great lychee martini, lobster ceviche to die for, Chilean sea bass for entree and topped it off with Molata ice cream with fried bananas and walnuts. YUM. Poor Jorden had to pay, but we're spotting him next week. Just another weekend living it up in the thralls of New York City.

SUPPLIES

2008-09-02T22:52:00.001-07:00

First day of school. Wow. I mean is it ever a pleasant enjoyable experience? Every first day is the same. Hot and sticky. Kids running every which way carrying all their supplies and looking for room numbers. The city only intensifies this by adding subways, crowded crosswalks and elevators. My teacher was actually really nice. For some reason I expected the fashion teachers to be decked out in black with odd shaped eyeglasses and that stern look that French teachers have but no. Mine was a delightful Russian woman in a zipper dress with a cute accent and bubbly demeanor. She actually seemed concerned about us and took the time to ease our way into this giant transition into the world of Fashion. Here is a woman who has dedicated over 20 years of her life to the industry working for an array of companies. What an honor to have her as a mentor. Only when I started to look through her illustrations did I truly realize that this industry, this thing so massive and thriving is out there. And one day I'll be thrown to the wolves and become her. Our homework was to chose a designer's most recent collection and create a swimsuit line that best represents the designer's vision. I'm not sure who I'm going to do. I think Zac Posen's Mickie Mao collection looks promising, but I haven't really browsed around. Finally, homework that I can't wait to do. The excitement is however crushed by the constant concern for all the supplies I need to purchase. Everything from History books to Gauche sets, Muslin to Prismacolors. The rich kids dont mind they just charge it to daddy's credit card. I leave you with a beautiful illustration by my amazing Concept Development professor Mrs. Anna Kipper.

SCHOOL

2008-09-01T21:36:00.000-07:00

So school starts tomorrow. Finally. Gosh I hate the idea. Hectic days of nothing but running around on subways and sitting in on boring lectures. But one thing is certain. I finally get to do what I came to the city to do; FASHION! I haven't posted anything for a while but thats because I've been so busy. I was an orientation leader for the new fresmen class. It was a blast. I would do it next year in a heart beat. Not to mention the free food and paycheck served as a great incentive. This is the awkward time when I have butterflies in my stomach and I cant figure out if its because I know class is tomorrow or because I'm so damn homesick its ridiculous. My would-be roomate moved to another room (thank god) and now I have this giant room to myself. I met a lot of great people through Orientation Leader training. I even found people as evil and cold blooded as me. We've been partying. A LOT. To the point where I cant go to sleep unless I've had some beers and a cigarette. But dont worry I'm no alcoholic. Tomorrow is goint to be a long day with class starting at 9 and ending at 3 only to give me a three hour break before French which lasts four hours from six to 9:40. EUGH. And I get to ride the subway all the way back. Hooray. I'm excited to see who's in my classes and who's not hehe. So much drama in the fashion dept I cant handle it. But I've decided to follow the words of a good friend and focus on my studies and stay away from the clicks of the eccentric bitchy fashion majors. I'm seeing everyone in a new light and I dont know if its because I've changed or because they've just all stayed the same. Its been so refreshing to get to know a whole new cast of people. I even question whether my group of friends here will change. Only time will tell but I cant but feel that more often I feel pulled in all directions because some friends dont hang out with others. and not to sound dramatic, but after a while it gets tiring. Whatever. I'm finally going to Parsons for Fashion Design so I cant complain. Its good to just look at the positive things and be confident that everything will soon fall into place. I'll try to sleep tonight, but I wont promise anything.

FLYING

2008-08-16T15:59:00.000-07:00

So I return to NY tomorrow. My flights at 7 am which means I'll be getting up at 5. Tonight my familys throwing a big dinner. Sort of a last supper haha. I hate these things. It feels like a birthday and I hate my birthday. I've been listening to a lot of Moulinex lately. Their Lights and Music, Cut Copy remix is really good and the stupid Pineapples cover wont get out of my head. Shrimp for dinner and NYC tomorrow. It doesn't get better than that but I'm gonna miss my "Seasonal" friends. And by "Seasonal" I mean lifetime.

WAITING

2008-08-11T00:55:00.000-07:00

As I sit here typing away listening to Bizarre Love Triangle, I cant but help jumping with joy at the fact that I'll be reunited with the city once again. Coming home this summer really helped me see how I never really belonged and how I could never live in the OC again. The city is my home now. Its a weird feeling. Like withdrawls when you're away from it too long. My moms happy for me too, which is good. she's really come around. She's become my biggest fan and I cant say I'd be as comfortable pursuing my dream without her. Tomorrow I'm going out with my bestie Galang Chums and Deanna. It was supposed to be my last day of work but whatever. I love my friends here on the westcoast. They're forever my friends but I cant say I dont miss my NY friends. Savannah and Jill especially and Suzy X. Savannah is the crazy beautiful girl from Ludington whom I've learned to love and has slowly become one of my best friends. We have a ten year plan to pay back our student loans together hehe. And Jill from New Hampshire. The blonde bombshell who shares my taste in music and makes me feel like I'm married haha. God I miss them.

FIRST

2008-08-10T01:25:00.000-07:00

This is my first post. I've decided to dedicate this blog to my experiences as a fashion student in New York City. Its always been a dream of mine to run away from my hometown and throw myself into the depths of the real world. As an up and coming sophmore at Parsons the New School for Design, I've decided to chronicle my dreams, my fears, my triumphs and defeats. A journey that I want all of my readers to join me in and a quest to be the next best thing in the industry.