Monday, May 3, 2010

OBEY X MAYDAY X RICK ROSS.

Saturday Kat, Melissa & myself went to the grand opening of Shepard Fairy's newest exhibition 'Mayday'.
With a line legit 5+ blocks deep, we patinently waited. At on point, one block rather....Kat leaned over and commented on the 'bling' on this dude, 5 heads away from us. I made a passed a comment, something along the lines of "...like he's Rick Ross the boss or something" The girls ahead of us giggled. As time later went on we then realized.....it was RICK. ROSS. THE. MOTHA. FUCKIN. BOSS. PLAYA!
oh hars.
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memories don't live like people do



. OBEY // SOHO .
. My 4 years hard mock's .
. OBEY says ' YOU ARE NOT COOL!' .
. CENTER PORT ,
                                 . My trashy boots need to be frosted up.... .

. I'm obsessed with Kat's transparent colored legs<3 .
. A drawing of how Kat, Melissa & Myself eat at Curly's .


                           + just a sample of what i've been getting into lately.

. what i'm searching for .



What I'm searching for

to tell it straight, I'm trying to build a wall
Walking by myself
down avenues that reek of time to kill
If you see me keep going
be a pass by waver

Build me up, bring me down
just leave me out you name dropper
Stop trying to catch my eye
I see you good you forced faker
Just make it easy
You're my enemy you fast talker

I can say I hope it will be worth what I give up
If I could stand up mean for the things that I believe

What am I here for
I left my home to disappear is all
I'm here for myself
Not to know you
I don't need no one else

Fit in so good the hope is that you cannot see me later
You don't know me
I am an introvert an excavator
I'm duckin' out for now
a face in dodgy elevators
Creep up and suddenly
I found myself
an innovator

Change, change, change,
I want to get up out of my skin
tell you what
if I can shake it
I'm 'a make this
something worth dreaming of

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most accurate for me right now.

"oh and billy joel lives here...."


I often drive late at night with close friends and go looking at houses. It might be one of my favorite things to do. We put on mellow jams, get the buddah rolled tight and shoes off. Almost always Kat will say "billy joel lives here...." and I die laughing beacuse it's everytime we pass his house, she says that. Above is turly my dream home, it's the most perfect thing i've ever seen.

and inspite of the weather we can learn to make it together...

this that 2012 weather.