Dessa

I feel like if you don't love Dessa, you havn't heard her music.



Dessa - "Mineshaft II"
Fifteen years from tonight you have to make a desicion
The greatest love of your life
Is gonna call during dinner...
From the home of the girl that he's living with now
And the guilt he'll say is killing him
He's wilted in the middle and
He knows how bad he acted
Knows he can't have you back
But the fact is he can't be happy when you're angry
And you're so angry, he says you stayed so mad
And he heard it on the street that
You moved back in with your dad
You were drinking something awful
And that makes him sad
Then he says it's good to hear your voice again
And that it's hard to ask it,
But he's calling with a question
He's been working real hard, he's trying to make a new start
An honest to god fresh beginning
So maybe you could try to finally find it in your heart
To forgive him

You've already been here before
You already know where it goes
You chose this, you know it's suppose to be over
You've been here before
You already know where it goes
You chose this, you know it's suppose to be over

He hung up the phone, you listened to the dial tone
And you stared at the stove until the beeping started
You read some love letters some threats
And some you couldn't tell apart
That you keep under the bed at the apartment
And then you did what he asked you to do
You opened your heart up
Right there on a napkin on the carpet
And part of it was frostbit
But you've always been a smart kid
Could still distinguish, the blood black as pitch
Valves had gone stiff, veins and scar tissue
Four chambers just a standard issue
But none had room, forgiveness is huge
And you had two full of ice water
One fulla salt, one packed with coal
Eager and ready and willing to find fault

You've already been here before
You already know where it goes
You chose this, you know it's suppose to be over
You've been here before
You already know where it goes
You chose this, you know it's suppose to be over

Then with your heart in your lap
And your head in your hands, suddenly you had a plan
Wrap the mess in newspaper
Headed west on Hennepin,
Heavy with a huge favor for a kid that just turned ten
A flat-chested, gap-toothed girl
Was the best that I've been so far
And now I'm too big to forgive him
I need just a moment with me,
A moment when I was still little
I used to sing on the roof outside my windowsill
And I came hoping some ghost of me would be here still
And here you are, stick figure and a busted grin
Still ignorant of all the trouble I'ma get us in
Hoping we could trade, just for tonight
Like I could borrow your heart
And I could leave you mine
It's not much for collateral, tattered and battle-scared
But I can promise you solemn
That I will be back for it tomorrow
I only need yours this evening
So I can call an old friend
And I can tell him
That we're finally even,
That we're finally even

You chose this, you know it's suppose to be over
I've been here before
And I already know where it goes
You chose this, you know it's supposed to be over

Cupcaking!

Yesterday, my shining beacon of hope through 8 hours of retail hell was the thought of making cupcakes when I got home. So once I had everything set up and ready to go, irish creme in the icing and in my tummy, I was pretty disappointed to find that my new pastry bag was missing moments before frosting...!!! I used it once to frost some cupcakes my mom made....from a mix, with canned frosting. I bet one of my roommates threw it out. I totally miss living alone.

In any case, they turned out damn good.

Inspiration: NDEUR Shoes!

I stumbledupon this fascinating etsy seller; NDEUR Shoes. The artist paints a variety of sort of lowbrow modern art images onto vintage shoes. I've been meaning to paint myself something rad on some cheapo chuck ripoffs; but the following pics are just more inspiration and motivation!







Pretty awesome work, but I wouldn't want to pay almost $200 for something I'd rather do myself.

All designs at $180 at NDEUR Shoes

Embrace the curl!

I was born with stick-straight blonde hair, but around the time I entered awkward adolescence my hair decided to darken and curl. A lot. After a few horrible yearbook photos I discovered "product", and for the past few years I've been fighting the frizz.
Stuck with an early-morning job however, I find myself showing up with Tim-Burton-bedhead rather than taking a shower and blow-drying at 5am. (Trust me, it's not a very formal job.)

Lately I'm kind of embracing the frizz. As long as people can tell that yes, I do in fact shower, it shouldn't come across as too crazy.

Inspiration:


Amazing hair styling by Linh Nguyen.


A page from a japanese Vivienne Westwood mook. If you know who scanned this, lemme know and I'll give them credit.
I'd basically kill a man in the dead of winter and watch the steam rise from his body, for this outfit.

Not brushing my hair,
Pauline.

"If I were a diva, my name would be Feroche"

A feirce video:


At the beginning of the new season of Project Runway I really disliked Christian's attitude, despite how he took my breath away with his Alexander McQueen/Vivienne Westwood inspired designs. I was stuck holding a grudge until recently...he's bratty, arrogant, and aggrivatingly close to my age; however his feirce-ferocious-feirceness is turning me into a closet fan. Work. It. Out. Flambouyant, immaculate hair, snotty and arrogant, designs with lots of ruffles. I think he's clearly the love-child of Santino and Austin, which is fantastic as they're my 2 favorite contestants thus far.

In anycase, he's obviously very talented and frankly I'm going to be surprised if he doesn't take the final, although I'm sure he's going to have some strong competition in Chris (bias!!).
I adore both so I'd really just be happy if either won. :)

Public Service Announcement: Footless Tights Are Not Pants

I'm going to let UGG boots slide, really. Everyone who wears them drags their feet on the ground, so that's a statement in itself. Crocs are a bit more painful to ignore, but it's ok. It's kind of like a violent crack head, you just have to step back and say "Ok man, you're doing this to yourself" and walk away.

I'll let you have the fur-trimmed hoodies and sweatpants too, so you can still dress like some kind trendy Eskimo. You can still wear pajamas everywhere on campus to give off that "Heehee I'm so cute I just rolled out of bed" vibe, forgiving the fact that you have at least an hours worth of makeup application caked to your face. You kids and your rap music are prone to doing these stupid things early on in life.

However, it’s with footless tights that I draw the line. I know I know, you're in college, you want to stick out, experiment. Maybe you think wearing spandex/polyester blends will make you special, give you that extra edge you need to get laid by as many hipsters as possible, but the sad truth is that the only edge it emphasizes are those of panty lines and cellulite. Cindy Lauper would cry. Even if you were born in the 90’s, footless tights are not the filling to the 80’s-shaped-hole in your heart. Stop this self-destructive behavior ASAP, save your dignity. Your anorexic boyfriend won’t miss it, and Hot Topic won't be missing the $4.

What’s the point of a footless tight anyways? To emphasize a normally slender part of the leg by making it look as fat as possible with a horizontal line? As bad as this monstrosity is, it’s only growing. Becoming faster, stronger, more aware of its surroundings. Breeding. Into a more foul version of it’s 80’s self. Not only does it no longer need its skirt counterpart to survive, it’s mutating.

I have seen "footless socks" in a store. Even worse than the "footless thigh highs" which feature the sexiness of a thigh high and legwarmer at the same time, without the an actual sock end; no no no, footless SOCKS are basically those little knit armbands that anime kids wear with cute Mario mushrooms and Invader Zim on them, but for your ankle. Great. Good job you adolescent ass, you just bought an ankle cuff. It has all of the disadvantages of a functional sock (your friends seeing the ugly turquoise kittens poking out from the cuff of your pants) but without the convenience of, well, an ACTUAL SOCK.

Dysfunctional? This is what you will become footless-tight-wearers. Footless tights will wear you down to a ragged, less functionally dressing shell of yourself. They are like a stretchy spandex dragon that you will never catch. It may start with a simple black pair under a miniskirt you normally wouldn’t have the confidence to wear, but when you become hooked and it’s no longer about the skirt, what will you do then?

There is still time to turn this lifestyle around! If quitting cold turkey seems too brash of a decision, you can always take baby steps by cutting your tights into still ugly, but less absurd garments, like biker shorts or granny panties. There are even experimental methods of treatment such as cognitive behavioral therapy, morphine drips, and pants. It's recommended that you talk to your doctor about what might be right for you. Reach out for support to family and friends! There is hope, and it just may start at that little hole in the back that everyone can see your panties through.