7/31/10

WHAT TO DO WHEN YOU LOSE DURING WORLD CUP?: YOU DROWN YOURSELF.

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Not that I gave a shit about world cup!

But that day we didn't know anyone that was not going to watch the retarded match. So Irri and I drank an exagerated amount of beer (yezzzzz BEER WTF) and actually watched the game.

Since we lost, and that day was like five hundred degrees, we just jumped in the lake afterwards; lost all our antique and costum jewelry, almost got in a fight, and saw naked boys swimming across canals.

THE HAIR IS REAL - IT'S THE HEAD THAT'S FAKE.

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1. & 3. AMAZING pair of ankle bootsies I found for my little sister.

So as my wardrobe keeps on growing like a fabric mutant, it gets harder every time to go second hand gem hunting; everything I have right now is hard to top. Therefore I'm trying to avoid shops downtown. I know that's the next big step after second hand gets boring. Are my second hand treasure finding days gone?...I sometimes think I just always go to the same places...WAY too often as well.

So the day I found these, I found lots of other stuff; not for me but for others. Which also gave me the kicks.

2. & 4. Are my sister and Robert Görl with wind in their hair; my sis looking like the cover of a really good 00's beach house music compilation record, and Robert sounding like the soundtrack of those tacky 70's porns.

Tomorrow I'll be picnicking with the gorgeous Jeanne at the royal gardens, and later we're gonna rock the boat at a beach party I have no clue about yet.

Monday, my boyfriend's back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

7/25/10

CUT THE CRAP.

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I got these 2 weeks ago already, from a dusty second hand store in Delft, where for some weird reason they thought I had a lot of money and were asking a ridiculous amount of money for two shirts and two pairs of shoes. I was like: honey, NO. But these I had to have cause I knew they had fierce potential.

They're some sort of italian women ankle boot from the 90's; they have a 3 or 4 cm heel-ish thing going on, and originally they were just long and square from the front, which could've been nicely ugly for winter but I couldn't wait to wear them with shorts so Ireneo adviced me to cut the tip off. As I did it I regreted a bit since to see my toes so far out was just weird. But then I've been pairing them with some awesome skin colour tees, long and short sleeved, I found at the big K lately and the Givenchy-ish look and vibe of it convinvced me finally.

One of the best summer finds this far!!!!!!! posting the rest of them pretty soon. So stay in tune imaginary readers,

Love y'all.
xo

EXACTITUDE, PRECISION, REALISM.

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I was riding my bike when I saw this and honestly had to have a second look cause I just thought: what the fook is happening to that building? really nicely done I think. I just don't understand why hadn't I seen this before. Probably I was always just busy, stressed....looking down on my phone, texting somebody or simply thinking of all the patterns I had to draw, all the fabric I had to buy, all the samples I had to have......oh school, how I miss it. Can you feel the sarcasm in that last sentence?

BETTER LATE THAN NEVER.

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Some pics I snapped two saturdays ago during fashion week at EHUD's Spring/Summer 10/11 presentation in Amsterdam. I happen to be doing a summer internship at his and therefore I was asked that day to be there making sure our handsome casted models looked constantly different. Layla (EHUD's design assistant) and I did the styling throughout the whole presentation and I guess everyone including our fabulous head designer was happy with the looks.

It took place in a cute little nugget place down the Wittenstraat called The Wittenplaats DUH! where the boys played croquet while wearing EHUD's garments. Oeri van Woezik who was the designer and creator of such amazing clothing racks, where the rest of the collection hung from, was also the one who made the indoors croquet pitch happen! bravo Oeri!

They're all super sweet people and I'm really glad to be able to work with them during this small period of time.

SHAWTY YOUSA WINDOW SHOPPAH.

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1. White & dirty pink pearl freaky but lovely panda bear.
2. STRIPPED MANNEQUINS. I don't know why I just used caps lock but I think it needed it.
3. 2010'a most beautiful human being, for Max Mara. Ok, Charlotte Gainsbourg and Sasha Pivivarova drive me nuts also.

Window shopping on a sunday afternoon around The Hague's royal streets listening to Gucci Mane's "Stupid Wild" had never been this off tha hook. PEOPLE NEED TO DO THIS MORE OFTEN! People need to meet with their friends more often and stop having lazy days in front of an idiotic television; People need to stop staring as well. And I need more. More events to attend, more income, cigarrettes, trips to Finland, Paris and Stockhom...you know, the usual.

I think I need more Maria in my life as well; I need her to answer my messages and stop ignoring me before I commit..........................................a food overdose at the burger king or something bad like that.

Just check her out and drool your heart out:



Amazing photo by Maria's dear friend Sanna Lehto.

ps. Sanna girl!!!!!!!!!! love your Tasula shots more and more, day by day!

YOU ARE A MORE ON.

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CLUELESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. That's my last name nowadays. The day I took these I had worked really hard; therefore I thougth it was going to be my chill off and self-loving day (like everyday), just me, a two hour shower (not really), and brushing my hair in front of the mirror for another hour (not really an hour either). I thought I could have some wine and friends as well, so I got on my way to look for some of them since I couldn't call anybody with my rotten ass phone, but it was only when I got outside, perfectly dressed up, when I realised I had locked myself out of the house.

After that moment of awareness I had a miserable rest of the day trying to find someone to open several doors for me. Thank god I had Jesus and black magic on my side and a friend finally came to my rescue through telepathic thoughts.

Like that the day ended at the McDonalds where I had to finish my meal alone cause this friend had to go meet another friend. YAY (though me iz still greatful Les!). That saturday, all exhausted, alone and fat I went to bed at 9.00.

THIS.

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INNER DRAPERY.

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Spotted him lst time I was down south visiting my family. I got on the bus and he stayed at the station waiting for the next one I guess, or just another bus. By the look of his outfit from the corner of my eye I first had the idea he was wearing a really nice and interesting inner shirt since it looked like a normal tee with some sort of middle lower body drapery. As I had a better look I realised it was just his hoody wrapped around his waist which he covered up by wearing a short sleeved button up on top of everything.

I thought! RAF SIMONS!!!!!!!!!!! WATANABE!!!! Finally someone gets it around here!

But I gotta admit, I still dig his look a lot even though my imagination might've gotten a tiny bit carried away.

7/18/10

I'M TELLING YA I HAVE THIS CROCO IN BETWEEN BROW N BROW.

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And someday, I know it'll lay on my fat little fingers once again and forever.

It's simple. I visited my favourite antique store and I spotted this crocodile that seemed more like something nice and eye-catching you put on your tee table than a ring. I tried it, I was surprised it fitted me cause every since I've gone loco about rings hardly only some of them fit my weird fingers. Of course it was extremly detailed and special so I could not afford it right away but I was definetly willing to go back. And so I did, but then it was GONE, probably with a stupid someone who's gonna wear it once for a party and then loose it.

IT'S STILL STUCK IN MY HEAD, so if any of you imaginary readers sees this helpless animal on someonelse's finger, you know my digits; I'm willing to starve for a couple of weeks for it.

IT'S A DOUBLE-SIDED FEELING.

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FULL MOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and I was about to go to bed; as I laid down, I saw the moon hiding behind this mini disco ball Cedric did himself a long time ago. Therefore this sort of faux eclipse illusion. The funny thing was that I first snapped a shot with flash by accident and then I made the "right one" afterwards.

Then I wanted to delete the lighten one but I realised how well they worked together if you go from one to the other repeatedly, really fast.

Oh lord, this is what I call to have way too much time on your hands. Holidays all by myself are starting to get a little flat; the rollercoaster touch in my life is long gone for this season. I guess I'll just make some more money instead by working and then I'll practise my new favourite hobby: I'll ride my bike endlessly with no specific destination once again.

TOO DEEP.

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"I'M...TAKING A RIDE WITH MY BEST FRIEND

I HOPE HE NEVER LET'S ME DOWN AGAIN..."

Just some Depeche Mode lyrics, from one of my very favourite songs by them may I add; AND! pics of one of the many rides I've taken with my #1 babe, Milou. This song sums up every ride we've ever taken in her little blue iron monster; if I hear this I can only think of looooooooooots and lots of strawberry yoghurt, massive kringloop shopping, cigarrettes and her blonde hair whipping around her head as we drive.

THERE'S NOTHING LEFT HERE TO PRETEND. ANYTHING.

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Last time in the train, on our way to Paris. I found this woman's sleepy and unvoluntary expression so fascinating; it almost looked like she was in agony, and I don't actually know why do I find agonizing expressions fascinating all of a sudden. Maybe a possible Keira Knightley playing Anna Boleyn in The Other Boleyn Girl is responsible for this? God I need to watch that movie again.

ONE MAN'S TRANSPARENCY IS ANOTHER'S HUMILIATION.

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Just another ordinary morning, getting dressed and ready to go to school.

It always goes like this; the moment you less think it, things become transparent and inspiration hits you right in the face.

WHENEVER I'M DOWN...

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Gee it's been a while since I last posted one of these newspaper cut offs. And boy is this a strong comeback or what?!

SUCH  BEAUTIFUL GIRLS!

With those smiles, I would not doubt twice on spending the rest of my sunday evening with them. And hereby, a perfect song for a perfect photo.

7/14/10

"CAUSE I AIN'T BLACK BUT I HAVE A BLACKBERRY".

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MY DRUNK SELFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF posin with tha queen. I think I was tryna outshine her?...failed.
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ANDREEEEE lookin divine a la japanese.
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LOVED THA SHOES!!!! kawaiiiiii.
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ANDRE missssssssss sassy diva to tha J ft. Love Ticklemouse; his dearest make up artist.
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HOT MESSSSSSS!!!! GETTIN MADE UP!
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MR. DADDY LONG LEGS!!!!!
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Can u imagine? the table was at his knee height!
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SEDUZA!!!!
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About to get on stage.
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One last smile, and ladies n gentzzzzzzzzzzzzz: MISS ANDRE JOHNSON.

DEAR DEARS

THE JOURNEY

HOLY OTHERS