XXV
duos
XXIV
all this time…
XXIII
paradise lost
XXII
phases
XXI
all creatures great and small
XX
the essence
XIX
fluidity
XVIII
classixxx
XVII
birdie
i’ve gotta say…
im not the type of girl who writes on blogs. im more into visuals rather than saying it all on a screen. today, however, something happened. while flipping through my usual “bookmark-ed” suspects something jumped at me… something prolific in my small life. for the first time i really had a moment of reflection.
i have always been a kimono wearing, japanese loving, tranny chasing, street fashion adoring, atomic obsessive, vintage shopping, decade guru, knick knack collecting - redheaded girl. but today something struck me. all at once, all of my secret fetishes that i have carefully curated my whole life, seemed to flash in front of me in a matter of 10 websites!
the pessimistic me got deep.
is anyone original anymore?! i mean holy fucking shit. does everyone learn everything “cool” from the internet nowadays?! am i actually getting older? WHAT IS HAPPENING WORLD?
what about sweating out your summer in mothball musk? what about running down to harajuku to just sit around a watch? what about saving every penny to get a fake id to go see miss amanda lepore perform? what about wearing cat eyes because you feel better with a little flick at the end of your eye? what about doing everything and anything just to relive a moment you made up in your own mind? what happened to doing your own damn thang.
i’m not trying to toot my own horn here. im not. all im saying is, ladies and gents….
FIND your inspiration
LIVE your inspiration
BREATHE your inspiration
don’t just sit at home on some weird computer and ‘ctrl c’/ ‘ctrl v’ your life away.
Find a deeper meaning to LIKING something.
FLATTER your idols whoever or whatever they may be… show them that they have taken YOU to the next level!
wear your hair in wet blonde curls because you loved drew barrymore in poison ivy … not because some tumblr tells you the 90s are back!
get a tattoo of a fucking upside down cross because you’re a morbid satanic demon… not because of some weird mediocre punk resurgence!
go to the gym because you wanna feel good…not because kate moss is on the cover of sept vogue!
today i went into my mental file cabinets. i went lurking in there and for a long time and i thanked all of the people who influenced my mind before telling me what dress to wear.
i suggest you do it too, and i bet, by tomorrow, you will have created a new chapter of you, inside and out.
that’s all,
kw
