Have a perfectly wicked Halloween. I will be taking my harp and ear training midterms during the day, but I'm just looking towards the night. I'll post pictures soon, so you can see what I decided to go as!
I found this illustrator via the Black Cigarette community on LiveJournal. She's a sweetie and her designs speak for themselves.
Currently Listening to: Last Favor, by The Finches
Some inspiration for fall. I got some really lovely Calvin Klein shoes the other day, fulfilling my desire for the perfect black flat. They have little clusters of beads on the toes, so I jingle when I walk :) I'll try to do an outfit post tomorrow.
His touch was so persistent, why did he touch her so persistently? It made her feel unlucky, unwelcome, a ghost in that house. She couldn't place his aura, his spiritual consistency was nothing more than a scarf, a peice of wood beneath her fingers, a song caught and strangled in a throat. Yet still he visited her, she with her mind of fire and an unquenchable curiosity that would be the death of her. If knowing was killing her, she would be dead within hours.
*Okay, so you know that saying "If you want something done, give it to the busiest person you know?" That person should be shot.
Me and Sarah- taking New York City by storm. We took these shots on our break from music school this past Saturday, in between dodging rainstorms, scarfing down greek food and searching for bookstores that don't actually exist. My scarf became a headband because I was forced to camouflage my destroyed bangs.
I want to have the same view on fashion as the Harajukus. They have no fear, no self-conciousness, never trying to conform to every single trend to avoid bothering others by what they are wearing. And it's so refreshing! They wear outfits that are full of joy, of making fun of themselves occasionally, and they always look edgy and interesting. It's something that I would like to explore.
