Saturday, January 29, 2011

[music] Reflection live

My guilty pleasure.

At the Tavis Smiley Show in 2004.


Friday, January 28, 2011

[music] You

"Here I am in your face, telling truths and not your old lies
Seems to me that you care and I know that you're running out of time
See you can't get away, I'll be here forever and again
Whispering in your ear, do believe 'cause you know you cannot win

Spend most your life pretending not to be
The one you are but who you choose to see
Learned to survive in your fictitious world
Does what they think of you determine your worth?
Is special what you feel when you're with them?
Taken away you feel less than again

That's right, you gotta mean what you say, you gotta say what you mean
Trying to please everyone, sacrifice your own needs
Check in the mirror my friend, no lies will be told then
Pointing the finger again, you can't blame nobody but you

There's feeling inside, no, you cannot change it right away
Gotta make it try and with time it will start to go away
I'll be there when you need that one to sit and cry to
'Cause I'm the you you forgot, the only one you really cannot lie to

Bitter you'll be if you don't change your ways
When you hate you, you hate everyone that day
Unleash this scared child that you've grown into
You cannot run for you can't hide from you (can't hide from you)

That's right, you gotta mean what you say, you gotta say what you mean
Trying to please everyone, sacrifice your own needs
Check in the mirror, my friend, no lies will be told then
Pointing the finger again, you can't blame nobody but you

You gotta mean what you say, you gotta say what you mean
Trying to please everyone, sacrifice your own needs
Check in the mirror, my friend, no lies will be told then
Pointing the finger again, you can't blame nobody but you."

By Janet Jackson.

[me] Weird Is An Understatement

Today I was impulsive. That's the succinct version, at least.

I snapped at my mother through a text message and she got upset. And she told my dad through a text message and he got upset. Then he yelled at me through a text message (and real life, I should add) so I got upset. It was a pretty upsetting morning.

After that episode, I went to my bedroom to lick my wounds and hyperventilate and do other unexplainable things. When that got boring (or I started to relax, either one) I surfed the internet about a camera, again. Yesterday, I decided on getting a Panasonic Lumix camera with 14 megapixels and other settings that I didn't care about and don't remember. However, during today's search I stumbled upon a nugget of knowledge (which brings my total count up to 432,347,340,459,000,008 or what I like to call 1) and have since learned that the amount of megapixels a camera has does not reflect upon the image quality. Psh, after my SONY camera which was overpriced and overrated, I shoulda known. But anyway, after deciding to chill on focusing on MPs so much, I went on eBay. Because after learning anything important, the next course of action would be to go on eBay and test it out. No. Matter. What. So I log onto eBay and on my home screen, it was advertising the Kodak Easyshare camera series. Which leads into my next point.

I bought a camera. I had originally planned to buy Dr. Martens and ask for a camera from my parents for my birthday, but since I felt a surge of independence, and more importantly, non-dependence, I bought it. It's purple (most important quality). The one I got was the Kodak Easyshare C something something, 12.3 MPs or maybe 12.7 (not that that would make any difference) and it's purple. And not a bright, sappy, irritating purple either, but a dark, brooding, mysterious purple. It went with my mood.

Third, and my least significant bit of impulsiveness. I listened to Prince while hiding under my desk. It was easy and quite enjoyable. My headphones are long enough to stretch halfway across my room without disconnecting from my computer, so I started from the beginning of my "Recently Added" playlist in iTunes and got on the floor underneath my desk. I then placed my legs on my chair and pulled my chair closer to my desk. I hoped that if anyone walked in, they wouldn't be able to see me under my desk. Unfortunately, nobody walked in, so I didn't get the chance to test my theory. Boo hoo.

I live a lemon life.

Drip drop,

Thursday, January 27, 2011

[fashion] Hair.

And yet, I see no boat...

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

[fashion] Streetwalkin' BABY!

Shooz on mah brayn.

But honestly, I cannot focus. Snow days really mess with my head! On one hand, I love the extra sleep, but the extra sleep makes me crave MORE sleep. And the freedom to run the streets as I please make me wonder why I can't run the streets EVERY day. And the fact that I have all this time to do tomorrow's homework makes me avoid it even more. So here's where shoes (and Prince) come in. I can surf the internet looking at shoes for's a disease.

So here are the ones I'm smitten with:

These look FINE on my feet, take my word for it.

They're bestsellers apparently. Something about them reminds me of Dr. Martens, but they're a bit less.......structured? Or acclaimed, I suppose. Not sure if I love them yet. They're cheaper than Dr. M boots but...not convinced.

Notice a pattern? Steve Madden, love the brand. These are what I'd like to call "office chic". They're fabulous, but modest too. And everybody knows modesty is my policy! HA.

Pinky pinky. They're spring/summer boots. Hopefully if the toe isn't distressed like the black pair is, they can look as good in person as in this picture.

EVENTUALLY. That's a promise.

Fin. That means the end.

PS- On a significantly more purple day than today, I shall post all the designer shoes I oogle over. Because a girl like me will NEVER drool :)

Yeah...I'm fancy, huh?

Thursday, January 20, 2011

[fashion] The Ultimate Rebound

The proof is in the poses!

[me] Ice Queen

Me: "Remember that sweater that we saw online at Urban Outfitters?.."
She who shall not be named: "Oh my gosh YES, I do! I saw it in the Urban Outfitters store and it's seriously NOT AS CUTE AS WE THOUGHT!"
Me: "...........Oh really? Because I saw it too, loved it, and bought it........."

Ouch. Gotta broken heart again.


Sunday, January 16, 2011

[fashion] Air

I have to vent about this so I can finally move on with my life!

If I ever meet the makeup artist who worked on 9 1/2 Weeks with Kim Basinger, I SHALL SLAP HIM EVER SO PASSIONATELY UPON HIS CHEEK. How could anyone, let alone a makeup artist, in their right minds think it was okay to let KB do the whole movie (which wasn't all that great, in my opinion) WITHOUT EYEBROWS?!?! See for yourself...

This has to be some kind of sick and twisted joke. Without eyebrows, she looks lost and deranged. And don't try to fight me on this one because you know it's true.

With eyebrows, however, the woman is stunning. Like something out of the Amazon (or at least a fashion magazine). And after looking at this picture, and scrolling up to the first one again for reference, hopefully you understand the method to my eyebrows. I mean madness. The method to my madness :)

In conclusion, when presented with the option of forgoing your eyebrows, ALWAYS PASSIONATELY REFUSE. Everybody looks better with eyebrows. Now there's the take-home message!

Now just wait for the aftershock...

[music] Triple Threat!

It's like taking a dump. You gotta get it all out before you move on. So here is the third part to my trilogy

2nd best to being there.

I dare you to not replay this after you finish.

Any takers? Didn't think so.

Haha, I've got to get out of the kitchen!

[fashion] Rename: Delores

BUT she's pretty. Free pass?

[fashion/life] For You

Haven't seen you in a while. Shockadelica! It is also a new year, so shame on me for being so MIA lately. There's so much to say. Let's get into it.

Let's see...since my last update I obtained a coveted makeup palette, saw Prince in concert and smelled an imposter, traveled to New York :) and shopped the face off Forever 21, got 3 new pairs of shoes, read a book, wore a maxi skirt, looked at paint, wrote a few essays, bought/found quite a few Prince CDs, and laughed. I've been a busy girl, wouldn't you say?

So let's handle things one at a time.

1) The makeup palette
Yes, I found the Naked palette. Be jealous. (For those who don't know what I'm talking about...first of all, SHAME. Now the quick way to explain: Urban Decay neutrals palette, the only one you'll ever need. Comes with black & brown eyeliner and the primer potion. You can't find it anywhere, but I found it at Ulta. No, they don't have it anymore. That's what you get for sleeping on the job!)

2) PRINCE. And the imposter...

You can Google the Welcome 2 America show pictures (don't be lazy) but here's the imposter. I'm the moving blur in front of him. Let's just say that this man fooled hundreds of people in the span of about 20 minutes. But this little prank got him kicked out, so I hope the faux-adulation was worth it! As for his appearance, his hair had sparkles in it and he smelled like lavender. Shame on me (again) for not checking the dude's shoes. 

PS- The show blew my freaking mind from here to Jupiter and back again. There's no other way to put it. Prince is 62 inches of pure amazingness.

3) New York.

How I love the city! The snow up there was bonkers, but it went with the experience. My rainboots put in work those few days, let me tell ya!

4) Forever 21

A place to see before you die. YOU NEED TO GET THERE. 7th and 46th or a couple of streets up.

5) Shooz.

Remember all shoes I was saying I wanted? Pokemon power! I got them all :)

For those who wonder, I have yet to get the Dr. Martens. Don't get antzy. Patience, young traveler, IS in fact a virtue.

6) Zee Book.

+, it's about a cowboy. No, it was not a pleasure read.

7) Maxi skirt.

I rocked it. Nuff said.

8) Paint.

Tres chic, no? If only I knew how to cook an egg :( haha like that would stop me from buying this.

9) Essays.

I wrote them myself. And now I'll plead the 5th.

10) Prince CDs.

 I found Musicology and Ultimate: Prince in my basement! I bought hardcopies of Graffiti Bridge and The Love Symbol Album. Next up (in no particular order): For You, C-Note, and NEWS. I refuse to post pictures of the album covers. It's about time you started drinking the Purple Kool-Aid (or eating the Purple Pancakes, whatever's clever :) )

11) Laughing.

My face looks like this when I laugh. Just. Like. This.

So this concludes my extensive update. Don't be a stranger. Be back soon!

~ Camille