I have entered a hair competition with some amazing hairstylist-friends of mine who made me look amazing.
If we win, i get flow to chicago for the next rounds =)
Here's to owning the competition!!!
p.s. thank you Pascal for your wonderful eye ;-)
.e.
I will be playing the violin in an orchestra for the Ballet/Opera production of Hansel and Gretel at the Lyceum in Brooklyn. For Dates and tickets click here even though i doubt anyone will come =)
If you're friends with me on facebook, you've probably allready seen this, so this is for the rest of you lot.This shoot was done a few(?) months ago in a recording studio in NYC. Don't ask me the name, because I forgot. and yes, I actualy enjoy(understatement) the band whos shirt I am wearing. This was no 'im going to pretend I know this band by wearing a t-shirt that the stylist picked out as i take moderately sexy pictures in it so everyone will think i'm cool' type of gig...
just so you know.
Ugh I hate those people. Of course, I'd never know whos legit and who's not.
For all YOU know, I could be lying.
Think about that one while I go look up who Pink Floyd is on wikipedia.
Totally kidding.
or am i????????
That keeps me from dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key
My body is a cage
That keeps me from dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key
I'm standing on the stage
Of fear and self-doubt
It's a hollow play
But they'll clap anyway
My body is a cage
That keeps me from dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key
Standing next to me
My mind holds the key
I'm living in an age
That calls darkness light
Though my language is dead
Still the shapes fill my head
I'm living in an age
Whose name I don't know
Though the fear keeps me moving
Still my heart beats so slow
My body is a cage
That keeps me from dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key
Standing next to me
My mind holds the key
My body is a . . .
My body is a cage
We take what we're given
Just because you've forgotten, that don't mean you're forgiven
I'm living in an age
Still turning in the night
But when I get to the doorway
There's no one in sight
I'm living in an age
Realizing I'm dancing
With the one I love
But my mind holds the key
You're still next to me
My mind holds the key
Set my spirit free
Set my spirit free
Set my body free
Set my body free
Woo!
Set my spirit free
Set my body free
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
I think I mentally fail at being in touch with my feminine side. I forget to do so, because I am too busy being in human mode. Also, and lets be honest here, the basic average female thought = scary or lame depending on how you look at it. But, maybe I need some simplicity in my life. hmmm, yes, maybe I should do more 'girly' things. Maybe I should just sit back for a moment, and be okay with the whole 'sit and look pretty' scenario. Maybe I should let myself be spoiled once in a while. Maybe I shouldn't treat all males as my equal, and immediately group them into a. good baby maker or b. poor baby maker groups instead, and assume that they want to do me in the vajayjay any available second. Maybe I should care about how I look more consistently since the majority of the time, I’m too lazy to spend more than 15 minutes on my hair, and in 'girly' world, that's blasphemous. But, if I try it, maybe more guys will notice me???!????????
Maybeeee I should whore it up a bit. If I’ve got it, flaunt it right? I mean, what else are pheromones and other god-given physical assets and qualities inbred in females used for, hu? Oh, I know! Maybeee i should start posting bumper stickers on my facebook that showcase quotes like 'socialite in the making' or 'some girls are just born with glitter in their veins-Paris Hilton.' And, when I go out with 'my girlies' to eat (and of course gossip about Britney Spears' latest endeavor), my drink of choice will either be the Cosmopolitan or Appletini. NEVER beer, because that's wayyy too many cals; which reminds me, I think I'm going to start to make degrading comments about myself out loud in public .You know, common 'girly' sayings such as, 'OMGG, I'M SO UGLY!' or 'OMGGGGG I LOOK LIKE A WHALE TODAY, I'M FUCKING DISGUSTING' all said in a half jokingly manner to make sure people know how serious I take my role as a Girl.
If I do these things, maybe I’ll feel more adequate and less like an outcast in society. Maybe, life won't kick me in the ass as hard, and I’ll get a cute boyfriend I can show off to my friends, and constantly be jealous over. Or maybe, all those who fall into the 'girly' category should go kill themselves because you're making me look like a fucking douche bag.
Just a thought....
err...but seriously, I really do think I could use a more feminine mindset at times...
Girly /gur-lee/
adjective, noun,
A special kind of female, also known as a 'dumb twat' whos sole contribution to society involve lots of makeup, time wasted in front of a mirror, cattiness, minimal brain usage, and a bunch of other things that aren't worth mentioning because it doesn't fucking matter.
neat.
I miss passionate, thoroughly consuming love! I miss letting myself get caught up in the moment! I miss how I used to feel when I was 16; when love and its entourage were still new to me, and every single moment was beyond exhilarating. Those heart pounding wildly in your chest-hands slightly shaking-wide eyed kind of moments when your so overwhelmed by the intensity and beauty of the situation, you can barely contain yourself. God, It seems like forever since I’ve looked at someone and been unable to breathe…
I miss that fire!
I miss that spontaneity!
I miss that uncertainty!
lately, I’ve been numb.
I’ve been a bit numb for a while, actually.
A good portion of it is self inflicted, and now I fear I may never feel again.
woe is me.
Photographer: bill
editing: me
