Make It Go Away

HIgh

I can't even imagine how much greater my sadness would be if I actually knew him. I have been feeling crappy since I read the news last week. Haven't seen much of my husband since we got back from New york, as he has been ridiculously busy with work. My work seems frustrating and disappointing. I feel disconnected. Yesterday, I took the surface streets to drive home from from work, hadn't done that in months, was feeling sad and stressed out about my life, when I began to imagine how good a huge shot of heroin would feel. I dreamed of putting the needle in my arm and feeling that warm rush of comfort running through my veins. I could smell and taste it, I could almost feel it. I still feel less than stellar today; I don't want to go to my French class, I want to rebel in my abandon.

No Guns

Today was a good day, I didn't have to use my AK...

Kinf of Jacked

Argh, I came back from New York with the realization that I never need to buy another thing ever again or at the very least, not for a long long time. Then all of a sudden, the black Chanel flats that I tried on at Jeffrey come flooding back into my mind. And they stay there until I call and have them sent out to me. At least they are 60% off now. I feel nauseous.
Loving the above photo of Catherine Baba from Face Hunter.
Feeling kind of tired and uninspired today. I ran around all day yesterday getting stuff for George's Adidas job, totally exhausted. Made me not miss my old job at all.

Blah Dee Blah

As much as I miss New York, I am glad to be back to my routine. I stopped snoozing the alarm for an hour and now I get up right when it goes off. I make a latte, do 20 minutes of mediation, drink the latte and then take Diego to the park. I get to the office by 10 and I stay until 5.
Most moments I feel pretty good, every now and then a little introspection creeps in.

More New York

Yesterdays post is saved in my drafts because some error kept occurring when I tried to publish it... Anyhow, I absolutely love New York right now, I love walking, I love the art, the restaurants, the shops, the people. So many beautiful people and they all look different, they all have their own thing going on, well most of them. Amazing style, confidence and individuality.
The Francis Bacon exhibit at The Met was rad, he was rad!!! Got to eat at Gitane a few times

New Idea

Instead of thinking that this is a place to only discuss fashion, I decided to use my blog as place to check in and talk what about whatever is going on with me, you, or them. And fashion and pretty things too. Maybe with some ugly stuff mixed in...
Just got back from 2 weeks in Ne York, had the best time, saw so much, ate so much, bought so much... Went upstate for the very first time, Woodstock and New Paltz.