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i'm sick and tired of so many things--
tired of the way things used to be
and i'm sick because it's all i knew

i don't want to live life that way, there's so much more to live for.

a friend's prayer

a friend of mine from college recently posted a facebook note and he labeled it "prayer"
after reading it i wanted to save it somewhere. what better place than here--

"Let's be honest here. 80% of self-claimed unhappy people believe their dissatisfaction in life roots from the lack of wealth. Unfortunately, I cannot resist to say I am becoming or already have become a believer in money like them. They say, "money can't buy happiness," but I am starting to believe it is a poor man's excuse for not making enough. As I am getting older and older, I am learning how much wealth I need in my life. At the same time, I am learning how terrible it feels to be unable to reach certain living standards I am expecting. If money cannot buy peace in my life, I would rather be rich and unhappy because I feel I would not be happy without it anyway.

I never have thought about my life this way and I really do not know what have I become. Lord, I sincerely pray that you prove me wrong. I pray that my doubts and questions are born not to deny you but to break myself and understand you more for I do not wish to merely accept you without knowing what I believe in."

things that (really) matter

kennedy shared this website with me and i spent a good amount of time on it today. it's called "The Burning House," where each post consists of a picture and a list of things that people would take if their house was going down.

http://the-burning-house.com/

i love how simple the idea of this website is, and yet how meaningful the things on it are.
the people on here are of all ages (little boy age 6's entry was cute), and it's interesting to see what different things mean to different people, at different stages of their life.

definitley subscription worthy.

a moment

annie took this picture the other day and i think it's just so, so beautiful.
wanted to share it because it makes me smile.

"i love beauty, it's not my fault."

finally watched the documentary on valentino. it was good.
valentino is for certain truly talented. the house hasn't been the same since he left, but i feel like he made the right move. he would've had to compromise himself as a designer had he stayed, and it would've ruined him.

the documentary gave you all different sides of valentino -- inspired, happy, energetic, stressed, proud, angry, impatient, nostalgic, loving, grateful, but most of all, the true romantic at heart that he really is.

seeing his relationship with giammetti was also really touching.  i don't think i could name another duo who play off each other like these two do. nothing is ever forced between them, and you can see how much they trust each other. never corny, always genuine.

and who could not love their five pugs? so adorable

here's the preview:

savage beauty

went to the met recently to see the mcqueen exhibit.

absolutely loved it.

one of my all time favorites:
Shalom Harlow, opening S/S 1999


was definitely packed as we went on a saturday, so if you haven't gone you might be better off going on a weekday.  the exhibit's in the city until july 31st. highly recommend it! will deliberately refrain from posting pictures from the exhibit not to spoil it (not allowed to take pictures inside the exhibit but things have surfaced online). although, seeing it in person is such a difference experience.

rip mcqueen, your pieces take my breath away.

flight to italy, booked.

mary and i are both turning 25(!) this summer, and in hopes of making it most memorable, we decided to take a trip. we knew from the get-go that we didn't want to do a beach / tropical vacation. we wanted to do something different, SEE something different.

i first showed her this picture two months ago with the following caption: "New York Times described it as 'undoubtedly the most beautiful city built by man.' lets go to venice."

and after much consideration (also thought about greece), we decided (in a french cafe, heh) that we'd go to italy -- six cities: rome, siena, florence, pisa, cinque terra, and finally, beautiful, beautiful, venice.  

the one and only regret that i had in college is not having studied abroad. i got caught up in other things, and wish i made the effort then. but if it weren't for my lack of experiences abroad, i feel like this trip wouldn't mean as much to me as it does now. guess that means i can scratch out that one, and go back to having no regrets. what's not to love (:

xxmon

swag

beyonce killed it at the billboard music awards

old friends, new friends

had lunch with a friend whom i haven't seen in years today. years, meaning we first met freshman year of college. a lot's changed since then (cities, boyfriends, jobs), and it was sweet catching up. we've grown a lot since those crazy days, and we're certainly not the same anymore---better for it, of course.

with a familiar face that you don't see as often, you end up talking about things that you've had a good amount of time to reflect on. the one hour that i took for lunch with sarah today felt like a couple, until i realized that i had to go back to work. the best thing about my friendship with sarah is that it isn't forced.  we're not strung by attached strings, and i feel like we both understand and appreciate exactly what our friendship is. i wouldn't be surprised if i don't see her for another couple of years, but it'll be nice to pick up where we left off again, just as we did today.

tomorrow i'm having lunch with a newer friend, and her name is buffie.
met her on my flight to hawaii in january---buffie is without a doubt, so cool. i haven't known her for long, but i feel somewhat of a close connection with her. she travels often with her husband, who works for the nfl (they were in hawaii for the pro bowl), so we've been keeping in touch via email since that flight. she's wise, and has this young spirit about her.

on our flight she told me about her first job, her days around the world as a travel agent, how she picked up her lifelong belongings (two suitcases, no furniture) and decided to live in san francisco, a city on the opposite coast in which she knew no one but went because she "always wanted to live there." and how she met her husband ray (took the same bus one day and winked at him as she got off, which led him to ask her out days later.. she's got guts, this one), the struggles they had with their bi-racial marriage (buffie is white, ray is black), their two kids who now live and work in the city, things that inspire her, and the list goes on. her outlook on life inspires me to go after what i want. what i really want. she makes me want to take the risks that i hesitate to take, a good influence that i'm lucky to have even encountered. i think she's my guardian angel.

cheers to all kinds of friends, encounters old and new
xxmon

why a girl needs girlfriends

posted that i was "FED UP" on gchat after my bullshit day

didn't realize until after work that a friend had texted me---

Sue: you okay?
Me: (: why do you ask?
Sue: Ur gchat status silly
Me: Oh, alls fine--just want to quit my job and die, that's all
Sue: Awwwwww. Its ok. Jobs just suck, which is why we need to hurry and marry rich men and trick em to impregnante us.
Sue: It's just work. Another day, another dollar. Tomorrow will be better. Love u =)

thanks girl <3
xxmon

was one of those mornings

woke up this morning and just wasn't feeling it
so gloomy, so cold
ridiculously tired still
but i pushed myself to get out of bed.

as if the pouring rain wasn't bad enough
got splashed by a truck zooming by with water!
like in the movies. and it sucked.

lols guess its a little funny now
but i've since had a cup of coffee, a girl scout cookie, am toasty from my office space heater, and am now streaming the new playlist that i made last night

cheers to the rainy week ahead
xxmon

i let it go

a part of me let it go some time ago
but a small part of me still kept a piece
not a big piece, but still a piece
a sense of loyalty, misplaced.

but i've decided to open my heart again
as terrifying as it is--the thought of letting my guard down, thoughts of getting hurt
i'm convinced that i can feel this way because i've finally let it go, not only because i've wanted to

Chanel’s 2.55

This is how Chanel’s 2.55 is made:

i'll buy one of these for myself when i deserve it
for now that means when i'm 30
for now.