Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Black Dog.

Favorite Outfit of the Day. So cute. I've been Look-Booking all day, looks like Subrina has gotten the best of me. I get way too sucked into that website. Who would have thought looking at examples of bad ass street style for hours on end would be so much fun! But really it is. Still obsessed with Rihanna. It's been stuck in my head all day, i don't mind too much though. That's only the worst when it's a song you really hate. The only downside has been i have to listen to music on headphones at a desk all day so i can jam out like i would really love to. 
I'm having a moral dilemma of sorts lately. It's not bad, it's just...a very middle of the road situation. I could really go either way on it. Neither decision is really bad per say, but they'll take me to completely different ending places. Which is the biggie, because i don't even know where i want the end situation to end up at this point! You can't really know until you get there right? I don't know, i'm not going to go into this one too much. There are too many details that the internet doesn't need to know about. 

I want to go thrifting. I want to go thrifting all day. Shopping is all i ever want to do. I don't know why, it seems superficial that it makes me happier than most other activities but i just love when so many different pieces end up coming together to make the greatest outfit and the feeling of new clothes, even new old clothes, is just almost euphoric. Any situation will be thrown to the back of my mind to be dealt with in a calmer more relaxed state of mind once i'm done with my shopping. Talk about therapeutic. I love hearing what other things have the same effect for other people. Music would be a close second for me after shopping, that's probably a pretty common one. The power of music is really just pretty insane. It could drastically change any mood just by switching the band. And how awesome to be a great musician, the notes and songs that you've put together that were so personal to you or carried so much meaning is now meaning so much to someone else, someone you've never & probably won't ever meet, it could make them cry or laugh or think when they need it the most. Your music is their safety, the thing you go to when you need to calm down this very instant, you already know which album you're going to put on. That music is what you need, it comes to mind before you're even able to listen to it, like driving home pissed off about something, you could tell me exactly what you want to listen to once you get home & need to calm down, without a second thought. You just know, you know what you need to listen to, and you know what song & you know for a FACT that it's going to help. Ah music. 

So Corey Haim died today. He was only 38. So that's pretty sad, half of the Corey's has ended up in the drug abused toilet drain like the stars of yesterday. What's even sadder is that when you hear about a celebrity death, everyone's first thought is drugs. It must have been an overdose, or a suicide. Something that clearly shows how messed up these people were. Does anyone EVER think about that?? Think about where a majority of these stars end up and how they live their lives and whats going on behind closed doors and how depressed they get or sad or worthless and their lives end up filled with drugs or meaningless sex and scandals to stay on top and then it's done in the most disrespectful way, simply fitting with the life you lived. and these are the people that we continue to idolize! It's just that they come and go, but for the most part we drive these people to madness by obsessing with them and following their every move and they get hounded by the press and every minuscule detail  of their lives are gone over with a microscope and talked about and they're never good enough, never good enough for the newest trend and their whole lives are just this huge game of Keeping Up With The Joneses. Or apparently now, the Kardashians. (who are a complete joke btw, anyone who exploits their own family for fame that blatantly has no right being that loved at least in my opinion). So anyway, where was i, right, so these people, i mean we know all of these terrible things about them, and how they'll probably end up but still we do it anyway. I mean society just eats these poor people up! We could probably save them the terrible downward spiral if we didnt kiss the ass holes of the rich and famous. What's so special about someone whose job it is to pretend like they're somebody else? But we love it, oooh oh we love it. Or musicians, musicians i understand more, just because of how deeply music really touches people, and yeah films do too, but for the most part there aren't a whole lot of quality films rolling around these days. And even reality star celebrities. Famous for being famous, and no one really knows how that happened in the first place, except that well they have a lot of money so they can afford to LOOK famous before they actually are. Trick people into thinking you're something you're not and eventually they'll just turn you into it. It's pretty sick when you think about it. 


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