Friday, January 30th, 2009
I’m wearing a black asos dress with a belt I took off from a skirt with latex leggings I can’t stop wearing with everything. Although I hate going out in the sun, I was freezing in the office so I was actually glad that it was warm outside. Thursday, January 29th, 2009
I never wear graphic t-shirts but as soon as I saw this on topshop, I just have to buy it. I think the rose in the middle is so eye-catching and pretty. It might have succeeded in convincing me to buy more t-shirts….*gasp*Monday, January 26th, 2009
I’ve been obssessed with gray and black lately. I feel like dressing up today so I pair this Topshop gray tube dress with a black sheer top I have for a while. Friday, January 23rd, 2009
The flawless perfection that is Matt Benstead! I like boys that look romantic and cute/adorable/sexy/edgy at the same time. Matt embodies all those qualities and more. This charming and beautiful young British stunner is one of my favorite male models.
(Photo credit: TFS)
Thursday, January 22nd, 2009
Puff skirts make me happy. Especially like this sparkly one from topshop that I bought a while ago. I wish it would come in black and silver. Can’t wait for the new 09 collection pieces from topshop to be online. Yes, I’m a topshop addict.Tuesday, January 20th, 2009
It was a lovely day. Went to the new resturant with the bf called Tiki’s bar and grill in Waikiki. It was a great dinner. Then we were walking back home and my boyfriend said “That must be a gay store” and when I looked at the store, it was American Apparel! So hilarious! Saturday, January 17th, 2009
Tears poured down,
When his words came out.
Everything he said,
Was just another doubt.
She was never good enough,
Not even for her.But now her dreams,
Flew by broken by a slur.
He said he loved her,
Then took it right back!
He said he cared,
But said it to attack!
One tear at a time,
Stained her pretty face.
No one knew she was so fragile,
Like a thin piece of lace.
She stared at the knife,As a tear hit the ground,
Would she dare use it,
When it once spread her feelings around?
She used to cut but stopped.
And was happy for a while.
But he killed her!
With his first smile.
She wondered why,He would make her cry?
Make her not want to live,But die?
With a tear stained face,She took her life.
Killed herself,With an already used knife.
She did it for love,Her tears said it all,
He was her depression,When he pretend to fall.
No more tears,On her tear stained face,
Nothing left,But her misery that took place!
Tear Stained Face by Sweetcherries09 from best-love-poems.com.
Friday, January 16th, 2009
Doesn’t it bother you when you’re walking back from the office and it started raining down really hard and you can’t do anything because you’re waiting at stoplight to cross the street and you’re soaking wet and as soon as you run under the building to take cover, the rain stopped??! Then you feel like pointing to the sky and say “Why are you doing this to me? What did I do?”! Friday, January 9th, 2009
(Outfit: Urbanoutfitters jacket, AA top, Topshop shorts)Wednesday, January 7th, 2009
I saw the movie last week and thought it was fascinating. Kind of long but well worth it. If you notice the menlancholy expression on my face, it’s because of some sad awareness that I’ve made a mistake again. Oh, well, love always gets you down anyway. I have to make sure I stay away from all men. Thankgoodness I don’t work with men at work.
