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Sunday, July 12, 2009

SHOPPING: SUSHI PARTY! NOTEPAD



Friday, July 10, 2009

VIDEO: BEYONCE - SWEET DREAMS

BEAUTY: NYX SLIM PENCIL LIP in "NATURAL"





I adore this lipliner. It's the perfect density, not too hard or soft, and is the perfect nude color. I find most nudes to be either too brown or orange; this is perfectly neutral. I'm a lipliner girl but this versatile pencil's soft shade is beginner-friendly. Also, it's only 3 glorious dollars. ;)


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Friday, July 3, 2009

ART: "AQUARIUS" by AJA





Original, oil on canvas.


Absolutely gorgeous representation of my sign, which is usually a scary old Neptune-looking guy with a triton.


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MUSIC: THE DREAM ft KANYE WEST - WALKIN' ON THE MOON




Preview:





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Thursday, July 2, 2009

FASHION FIND: BRUCE LEE + TUPAC BFF SHIRT




When I came across this shirt featuring Bruce Lee and Tupac, I barely blinked once before I ordered it. How can you go wrong with these two? Unique design printed on a gorgeously colored, very soft American Apparel t-shirt in both men's and women's styles.

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Poem: PABLO NERUDA - CAT'S DREAM

How neatly a cat sleeps,
sleeps with its paws and its posture,
sleeps with its wicked claws,
and with its unfeeling blood,
sleeps with all the rings--
a series of burnt circles--
which have formed the odd geology
of its sand-colored tail.

I should like to sleep like a cat,
with all the fur of time,
with a tongue rough as flint,
with the dry sex of fire;
and after speaking to no one,
stretch myself over the world,
over roofs and landscapes,
with a passionate desire
to hunt the rats in my dreams.

I have seen how the cat asleep
would undulate, how the night
flowed through it like dark water;
and at times, it was going to fall
or possibly plunge into
the bare deserted snowdrifts.
Sometimes it grew so much in sleep
like a tiger's great-grandfather,
and would leap in the darkness over
rooftops, clouds and volcanoes.

Sleep, sleep cat of the night,
with episcopal ceremony
and your stone-carved moustache.
Take care of all our dreams;
control the obscurity
of our slumbering prowess
with your relentless heart
and the great ruff of your tail.