a photograph is a secret about a secret.

...the more it tells you the less you know.

CROWN ROOM: 1.23.10

Tried a new hairdo fashioned after one of my oh-so-favorite bloggers MegaB of the
blog absolutely oblivious.  Found this chica on lookbook and fell in love with her blog.
This girl is ever inspiring me with my blogging but more importantly my fashion
selection everymorning.  Gotta say the hair was a fun!  I had compliments coming at
me from guys and girls alike...and surprising compliments from guys you normally
wouldn't expect to ever notice all things fashionable.  The night...was a succes.

me.streetwear.

me.streetwear. by laurenjean. featuring Diesel jeans

webcam.

ring in a new year.

me.rebelchic.

. by laurenjean. featuring Fendi shoes

zzzzzzzz.

It is so time for bed for me i am living off of 3 hours of sleep...the day was full of:
driving my baby sis to highschool this morning (we had a sleepover night last night),
2 grande quad white mocha americanos (in the red starbucks cups), and amazing
tele evangelist this morning during breakfast (THANK YOU GOD FOR THE GRACE
YOU BLESS ME WITH EVERYDAY), my car wouldn't start (i think the engine/gas
was frozen its been about 9 degrees out here in Portland...brrrr), Christmas
shopping and starbucks with my momma,quick bite at local deli before work (jojos
and chickenstrips), appointments at the salon (love new hair and my new client),
came home to fresh homemade dinner thanks to my twin sister, and a redbox movie.

I am drained... and hoping to wake up to snow in the am. It is supposedly in the
forecast.... fingers crossed.  X

So before bed i decided i'd let you all into my personal space and show you my
bedside table and all my stuff.   Enjoy.



















sweet dreams. i love you. good night. sleep tight. don't let the BED BUGS bite.



kisses.

out after midnight.

Tonight I wanted to capture a little bit of the Twilight/New Moon vampire craze.  Not that i have any interested even in the slightest to these books or movies.  But i will have to admit there is a certain mysterious sex appeal that exposes itself as the lights dim.  Really I was just about to change out of my outfit of the day...wearing all black in my thigh high stillettos and already playing up the smoky eyes.   When i caught myself playing in the mirror and thats when the fun began.  I powdered on even more mineral makeup and then found my old highlighting cream in the back of my makeup drawer...perfect for under the eyes, smudged it on thick.  Darkened my liner to the extreme to play off the glow of my cheekbones.  Still not quite right...and then it hit me...the icing would be a DEEP RED liptick.  Whipped out my brand new L'Oreal lipstick shade, 320 Penelope's Red, and glossed that over my lips and the vixen was finished.  Thats when i realized how vampire-esque i had become.  So instead of bed... photoshoot. Enjoy.

Black Cashmere Boxy Shirt/ Mini Dress: Vintage, Goodwill

Black Thigh High Socks: Target

Black Velour Thigh Boots: MIZ, Nordstrom Rack

kisses.

pour kerosene on everything you love and watch it burn.

So when you're sorry
And one day you will be
I wish you all the best
And hope that you drop softly
And it don't end too badly
And your raging head
Can finally rest and you can
Be honest and rescue yourself,
But I'll walk my own road,
I'll go where you won't go





love.

there was a time when men were men.

BOYS... yes, i am definately talkin to you right about now. What has
happened to all ya'll? it's sad really.

I was watching television a couple nights ago and was awe struck at
the sight of this newest commercial...for kettle one vodka of all things!
Struck because when i watched i was mesmerized at the sight of men
taking back there role as men in this world... Real Men... Gentlemen...
dare i say "Mad Men"

.... it is refreshing really.

In a day where it seems most men are content acting as spoiled
immature little boys here is an ad that speaks volumes about what I
am most seeking in a man for my life, but had so regretfully put aside
when falling head over heels for my previous hot mess of a boy. Yes
I was SO in love...real love...the kind that you need nothing more in
this world but will be content for always with him by your side... but
its over now... and i am slowly but most definately realizing that the
man i am really desiring...the man i deserve.. is all that and more. He's
this man...a "kettle one" man...

a Gentleman

Sadly they have been lost..left by the wayside by all the pretty boys..
the losers.. the momma's boys.. the "gold digging" younger boys..
boys who expect life to be handed to them on a silver platter. I hope
those days are coming to an end.. its time for us girls to stand up and
demand that men be real men again.. like that which was once was
expected of them.

(Enough with my chit chatting...the commercial really says it all... spot
on! Watch all 3 videos and see what you think)

oh my word...buckles to die for.

Bought these boots yesterday at that shoe store on NW 23rd Ave. Cannot
think of for the life of me the name of the store but i will edit my post when
my forgetfulness subsides. Went in looking for my much lusted after 4 inch
high ankle boots and when they were sold out of my size i FELL IN LOVE
with these...and they hadn't sold outta my size.. uh oh rewind...actually the
sales girl came back out with the news: "all we have left is an 8 or a 10"
Sadness the eight is about a half size too small for me. But they fit and i can
walk and don't boots always stretch out anyway? After all these are shoes
i have spotted on manyof my favorite blogs yet never thought i'd actually
find. Besides living in the cold rainy city i am way in need of plenty more
boots for my wardrobe. Warm clothes...i never seem to have enough. Check
please hunny...these shoes are mine.

Anne Michelle, $60


So was it a mistake? I don't really know yet. But what i can say is that after
a late night of line dancing in my new dashes of sexiness...and then wearing
them out again today on a long day of thrift store shopping BOTH OF MY
FEET HURT...and they hurt really bad! I think i'll keep these babies laying
around the house for the next week and then take them out for round two:
Operation Stretch The Hell Out of My Brand New Shoes. After all it always
seems to work out just fine...eventually.

yup i think my feet really are dying for these shoes.


kisses.