let it fall

at the moment this is all i want

what you put out there is what you'll get back. +or-

so know what you want, minus the fear and let those vibes into the world


some from the archives

i wanna be a supermodel

male models are just as funny and awkward of creatures as their lady counterparts.

Boys of Milan & Paris FW2011 from Justin Wu on Vimeo.

musing on inadequacy

One of my neighbors is always playing jazz, audible from my parking spot
- i romanticize this and whenever i hear it, my plan to flip on the new episode of gossip girl feels suddenly so lo brow

Having been vegetarian for about a year and a half does not deter me from desiring a new rabbit fur coat
- The current heat wave in la also fails to deter me...

I now possess an outdoor space, and rarely use it even though that was the sole reason I left downtown

dirty beaches

way cool music.
Dirty Beaches - Golden Desert Sun by silkydoll

teddy boys

photos by ben watts

"The British Teddy Boy (also known as Ted) subculture is typified by young men wearing clothes that were partly inspired by the styles worn by dandies in the Edwardian period, styles which Savile Row tailors had attempted to re-introduce in Britain after World War II. The subculture started in London in the 1950s, and rapidly spread across the UK, soon becoming strongly associated with American rock and roll. "

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teddy_Boys

1.16.11

blue valentine made me feel uncomfortable.
- too close to home, too fatalistic with regard to love. it just can't work out with two strong/weak persons

on that note i'm frightened to explore what 2006-2009 did to me
-i hope it hasn't left me damaged

something i do want to explore is the idea that
- people feel uncomfortable when they are in situations that force them to be untrue to who they believe they are. we resent those moments and those who put us in them (ourselves, often)

im afraid to abandon one project in lieu of working on another
- because I fear I'll fail at that one too

trifecta

cole mohr. ash stymest. yuri pleskun.

Whether she knew it or not, her needs forced me to act as a charicature of myself, one oversized feature in a cartoon drawing of me. As if planned, she pushed a button knowing how I could react, and in turn I reacted in that way. Do I wish I could have been fully present in that moment, less high strung and more open? Sure. But even more, I wish that she would stop being so selfish.

take me or leave me, but i'm not a problem to be solved.

thoughts 1.6.11

if you're gonna send some hate mail try not to mispell stuff
-dang, did i just misspell something?

its good to make an effort to see the special people youre lucky to know
- i don't do this enough, and fear i've become an LA flake. Okay I have always been a flake, as plans freak me out. #strokeit [just go over there]

power through the headaches
- fuck meds!

avoid looking at too much media from "yesteryear"
-It's pretty much not healthy when you hear someone filming you say "you're beautiful". rage will likely follow.

always look for signs
-they are everywhere! When two very different paths lead you to the same place, it means something, so don't let that shit go!

meta

wikipedia > satanism > anton lavey > laveyan satanism > the big sleep

netflix > instant watch > scott walker 30th century man > hypem.com "scott walker" > the big sleep

zoo kid

Zoo Kid - "Out Getting Ribs"

the big sleep

Bat For Lashes (feat. Scott Walker) - The Big Sleep

artsy fartsy

i wish that 3 years ago i had just bought an alex prager photo. her prices have surely risen by now. I love her work, and her brief stint in fashion advertising looks promising too - this is hands down the most interesting spring 2011 ad I've seen yet.

formal aspirations

I used to be one of those people who look down upon overly formal, barely conversational couples at restaurants. The way they seemed almost uncomfortable around each other quieted my insecurities about my own relationships, musing that mine must be so much more real, that we must share a true connection. Perhaps these assumptions were correct, but at the moment, I hope to find a more formal connection with someone. Almost like you've just met, or that there is a mutual respect so strong that you fail to question each other over the petty stuff. You accept their directions to the Intelligensia in Pasadena without ego; you know you could just as easily look it up in your phone, or perhaps you've even been there before, but it doesn't matter when your man is spelling it out for you. Is this old school of me to feel this way? I read recently a quote from Jenny Holzer, who said submission can incredibly powerful, and perhaps I'm ready to set my feministic tendencies aside.