11.30.2011

///MIDNIGHT///

I am not a chef. Which explains my photographic successes of dishes that are in actual fact culinary failures. Inspired by late night starvation (not an unusual occurrence), this burger was a dream in concept but sadly not in result: a beef patty topped with brie & cherry jam on a telera roll--totally undercooked. Chuck, however, is quite the chef. Which explains his keen volunteering to make bomb-ass midnight snacks while I'm busy studying on the opposite end of the loft. Inspired by Jose Andres' twenty vegetable fried rice, I was treated to a less intense but (I'm convinced) just as tasty version with ingredients consisting of green beans, bell peppers, zucchini, carrots, cherry tomatoes, cabbage, onion, garlic, & of course egg & rice.

11.29.2011

///MEMOIR///

& all the memories of the pubs
& the clubs & the drugs & the tubs
we shared together
stay with me forever
but all the highs & the lows
& the to's & the fro's
they left me dizzy
say you'll forgive me
i no longer hear the music

11.23.2011

///LACMA///

Last month I'd apparently forgotten one of my art history classes was an eight-week rather than sixteen-week course, & shortly before the final exam the sudden remembrance of a final project winded me. I pondered what extra credit assignments I could embark on to ensure a pleasing grade despite my last minute fate. Out of panic, I ended up visiting both CAFAM & LACMA which both lie on Wilshire just a few minutes' walk betwixt. Thanks to this class I now know about cute, dainty, little CAFAM & its gently psychedelic shop which literally boasts the very trinkets you've always wanted from all the places you've never been. As for LACMA, this trip revealed the museum in an entirely different light than past visits. Usually I'd just go & pay to see short-term exhibits of modern artists. This time I went to spend some time in the permanent, ancient art wings, free of cost. Concentrating on Ancient Near East, Egyptian, Greek, Roman, & Etruscan, whose artworks were impressive in quantity & quality alike, I easily stayed for a good four hours. The extra credit however was not in the extended length stayed nor in the fuckload of photographs taken but rather in the papers written surveying museum experiences as related to the class.
photographs by timothy laws & i
Drop
Earl Sweatshirt

11.19.2011

///VELVET///

I remember Topshop miniskirts ruling my high school wardrobe when Christina Aguilera's Dirrty music video was my one & only inspiration for nightly outings. It's pretty safe to say I own every single miniskirt they ever came out with from 2002-2005. I remember  buying four pairs of heels from Topshop a couple years back & expressing my distress aloud knowing I was only buying them for the sake of buying them. Lo & behold, I actually wore two of the four pairs! ..albeit once each. Now I'm foreseeing the future wherein I remember buying three pairs of these luxury velvet platforms & only ever wearing the black ones because the other colors were just a novelty purchase. Speaking of velvet, I remember being properly introduced to the Velvet Underground by one of my snowboarder ex-boyfriends & listening to them during every car ride (along with Bob Dylan, Pete Doherty, Johnny Thunders, &.. you get the picture). I remember Pale Blue Eyes on loop being the perfectly pleasant soundtrack to my smoking tar for the first time, after which I promised myself never to smoke that amazingly blissful shit again.
& I never did.

thought of you as my mountain top
thought of you as my peak
thought of you as everything
i've had but couldn't keep
i've had but couldn't keep

Footwear by Topshop.
Photowear by Ixchel Lara.
Last Rays of Light 2010
Luxury velvet platforms 116.00 - Vava velvet pom pom flats 56.00
Building My Future Dreams 2011
Luxury velvet platforms 116.00 - Vava velvet pom pom flats 56.00
After the Rain 2010
Topshop Luxury velvet platforms 116.00 - Vava velvet pom pom flats 56.00
Power 2011

///SINO///

Cannot wait to go home.
White shores, shops aplenty, southeast sunshine, family &.. celebration!
Shockingly I've finally left behind my impulsive & dire need to get away from LA & toward the Philippines every two months. Once a year is what I've cut it down to now, keeping my productivity pace at a steady plateau (which ideally will rise gradually as time progresses) instead of zigzagging extremities. I predict LA being my base for a while to come, but home will strangely always be Manila.
Calvin Klein Bromley 21 inch 200.00 - 25 inch 260.00 - 29 inch 300.00
Hiro - John Pfahl
Kristian Schuller