Thursday, August 29, 2013

wear it like you just don't care

confidence


So for my fashion column in my school newspaper, I am writing about confidence, and how you should wear whatever you want BECAUSE YOU CAN!! Who cares what other people think? As long as YOU like it and are confident, it really doesn't matter.  P.S. I made this collage via Polyvore using my drawing. :).
As ridiculous as it sounds, I still remember the first time I wore a dress to this school. It was in the seventh grade and just like any other self conscious paranoid tween, I was afraid of judgement. Would people think I overdressed? Would I be called an attention seeker? I couldn’t help but ask these questions over and over again.
Yet somewhere between copying other girls who looked nothing like me and wearing anything that clung to my skin with a big brand labeled on the front (we’ve all been there, done that), I started to find my own style.
Through finding my own style, I gained more confidence because I knew and expressed myself more. I felt like I finally found myself and what I wear reflects that.
That being said, not caring about the way people look or talk about you is much easier said than done because criticism and judgement hurts. So how can you gain confidence in your style? Just don’t care.  Because really, if you like what you are wearing or the way you look, nobody can tell you differently and their opinion does not matter. Besides, in a few days, no one will even remember what you wore.
Constantly getting weird looks doesn’t help when you live in a small city either where out-of-the-norm attire and behavior is sometimes looked down upon opposed to a big city where there are thousands of people with different personalities and styles. I remember in Harajuku, Tokyo the street was swarmed with young teens who looked like life sized dolls with Lady-Gaga inspired skirts, sky high platforms and creepers, and an assortment of candy colored hair. People there all embraced the YOLO attitude and weren’t afraid to express themselves. Therefore, no matter how ridiculous they may have looked, you couldn’t notice because they wore the most important thing: confidence. I couldn’t help but stare with excitement and immense admiration at how free they seemed to be.
It sounds kind of bad, but don’t show that you’re nervous and instead act like you’re confident. You can trick your brain into thinking anything, and soon the people around you will be fooled too.
In the end, I think there’s no such thing as being too over-dressed or weird as long as you like it and just have a little confidence. So if you’re ever hesitant about wearing something different  or looking a certain way, just do it because you can. 

♥♥♥

Saturday, August 24, 2013

flower crown





this is the flower crown i just made. oh, and i painted my nails (mint sorbet by sally hansen). what a productive day! here is a short step-by step for the flower crown:
things you will need:
scissors, fake flowers, a headband (not plastic), and a hot glue gun.
1. pull the flower part off the stem 
2. lay the flowers on the headband for the layout.
3. cut off the extra stem part off the flower (don’t cut too much or the flower will start to fall apart)
4. using the hot glue gun, glue down the flowers in a position you would like on the headband.
5. let it dry and voila! a whimsical floral crown perfect for the summer!

photo diary 3


I'm starting to draw more again. Yay! :) I will scan some of them later. In the mean time, I hope everyone had a wonderful Sunday. ♥♥♥

Friday, August 23, 2013

'90s nostalgia





Hello! Happy Friday! :) Even though it's only the second week of school, it's already stressful...but an exciting thing is that I get to write the fashion column for my school newspaper! I still need to come up with a name and topic though.  Well today my super lovely friend had a birthday party. I wore a pretty casual outfit. We played badminton, ate a bunch of food, soda, and milkshakes, and danced the night away. (haha) A girl's night out is always fun. ♥♥♥ Good night! P.S. the pin on my shirt says "no one ever changed the world by being normal" :) I love it. 

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

tough edge



























Hello! So first of all, sorry I haven't been posting lately. School just started a week ago for me and I was busy with the new schedule and wanted to get things figured out and organized before dedicating more time to my blog again. :) So I got some exciting news!! new glasses finally came!!! I have been wanting circle glasses FOREVER. And at last I have my hands on a perfect pair.... now having such horrible eye sight is not so bad! This outfit I am wearing a green shirt I bought from Goodwill that I studded (the spikes are purchased from studsandspikes.com) and added pleather too. it looks SO much edgier now. To give soften up the look I wore a layered maxi white skirt from Japan and wore my boots to toughen it up..... it's all about contrast guys! haha. To tie it all in, I colored my lips a vampy wine red and put my hair in a top knot. Soon, I will be posting some artwork, inspiration, and just random stuff I love. I hope everyone had a wonderful day 

Thursday, August 1, 2013

downtown










A few days ago, a lovely friend of mine strolled down the streets of downtown with our film cameras...(The film was finally developed today! Thus, the late posting.) We looked inside antique stores and rested and added new fresh roll of film at a cute diner. We also discovered a new record store!! Everything was so cheap! It was such a fun and relaxing day. 
♥♥♥

the moon beam deck






 I am supposed to be packing right now since I am going to my Grandma's house tomorrow, but instead I am avoiding all of my responsibilities and am sitting in front of the screen. haha. Anyways, I may not be able to post everyday while I am there so I uploaded some of the photos I had developed today.  ANYWAYS, When I was in third grade (I think) I finally got my own room and I named it The Moon Beam Deck. I have no idea really why... but it's been called that ever since. here is a little sneak peak of that room. I will probably post some more pictures of my room in detail and give some designing tips. But for now, here it is :) 

interrupted dreams




So I did another hoot with my gorgeous friend Nikki a looong time ago. I don't know, but I kind of like the way the photos look now. They are very exposed.... It reminds me of dreams being interrupted and overlapping each other and making sense while you're asleep but when you wake up...it's all a crazy blur. ??? 

photo diary 2:lost dreamer


Here's another short photo diary.... i thought this photo I took was very dreamy. here's another poem I wrote: 
Everything is a mess.
And I can't help but make a fool out of myself.
Everything I touch slips away and slowly decays 
into a body I left in the grave last week.
it was in the morning
that much is true.
I remember the googly-eyes eggs
staring back at me
and the lukewarm coffee tasted all wrong
in my sandpaper mouth spitting out sour words of
"I'm just trying."
And I don't like breakfast
that much I do remember 
since the day I pulled the silver needle
through the hem of my white dress
that grazed my weak bloody ankles
that have walked a thousand miles
just to leave a flower on the heart of my tomb.
And daisies are my favorite.
But a rose would suffice too.

song of an angsty teenage girl





This outfit/shoot was inspired by The Virgin Suicides. Here is a poem I wrote called The Song of an Angsty Teenage Girl:
I don't understand 
what brought me here.
The undying love of God would be the answer
of the pleated skirt Sunday school girl
or the scientist would recite a complicated solution
mapping the directions of
every cell or molecule that slowly create
a product of society plastered
on this seemingly innocent body.
And no matter how much I try to escape
this corrupted structure of a wasteland 
devoid of your love,
you could still probably change me,
mold me into any form or figure
of your pure desire
and I will obediently sit
in this plastic little chair
and stare at the fake peeling wallpaper
(the peeling was always there)
in this fake house of dolls,
faking my understanding
of why I am so afraid
to break the mold you sculpted
oh so carefully,
without a single care in the world.