erin wasson for rvca
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
i don't care that this image is going to take up a huge spot on this page
because proenza schouler pre-fall 09 is worth it.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
AC plus GT
Girl Talk - No Pause
a weird combination, but i'm feeling it.
edit: okay its not working, trying to add a dif song.
Animal Collective - Daily Routine
a weird combination, but i'm feeling it.
edit: okay its not working, trying to add a dif song.
Animal Collective - Daily Routine
last night blew.
its hard running into an ex-love, but its even harder when said boy ignores you even after some slightly excessive cornering.
should have shut my mouth.
should have shut my mouth.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
its posts like these that keep me coming back
to said the gramophone
"Today is a day of real emotion. If you see me today, we'll probably fall in love. If you cross me today, I might get in my first fist fight. If you even look at me today, we'll have words. I have calm-faced and straight-backed and completely nutritional cabin fever and I'm ready to explode. I can see my house from a satellite, I can see people from my window, I see no one, not a single person from my window, I see memory graveyards online and all the cgi extras in procession. You're going to see me sing and cry and humiliate myself because I haven't said a word in weeks. You're going to see it because I said so, and I might be drunk, but this is a party I wasn't invited to. Today is a day of misplaced swagger and fortune tattle-taling. Of purple nurples and frozen park footprints. Of tapping on windows with the head of a guitar. Wrest slurping from the bottle of classic rock, come Heartless Bastards, clear and clean and high in the mix. Sing it."
Read it here
And of course, listen
"Today is a day of real emotion. If you see me today, we'll probably fall in love. If you cross me today, I might get in my first fist fight. If you even look at me today, we'll have words. I have calm-faced and straight-backed and completely nutritional cabin fever and I'm ready to explode. I can see my house from a satellite, I can see people from my window, I see no one, not a single person from my window, I see memory graveyards online and all the cgi extras in procession. You're going to see me sing and cry and humiliate myself because I haven't said a word in weeks. You're going to see it because I said so, and I might be drunk, but this is a party I wasn't invited to. Today is a day of misplaced swagger and fortune tattle-taling. Of purple nurples and frozen park footprints. Of tapping on windows with the head of a guitar. Wrest slurping from the bottle of classic rock, come Heartless Bastards, clear and clean and high in the mix. Sing it."
Read it here
And of course, listen
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
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