Mark is dans planche a roulette pour toujours

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a.'s longing to...

Wear this dress by LP.BG (Lily Parker and Ben Grimes' U.K. label) to Holiday get-togethers.

What keeps me warm on a snowy day...

... homemade mocha's
... an Audrey Hepburn classic
... my oversized, fleecy hoody
... our cat snuggled up against my teddy bear
... shortbread cookies
... a soft jazz soundtrack
... and a home cooked meal.

Is it too soon... or am I that late?

While watching a retrospective on the 2000s, I can't help myself but wonder where the time has gone. When the announcer talks about MIA's Kala and Radiohead's In Rainbows as decade defining classics, I cringe; not because they aren't amazing albums, but because I feel like they came out yesterday. Then again, it has been a few years since their respective release dates; and, whether I like to admit or not, the decade is coming to a close in a few weeks, and it is only going to get worse. As the next few weeks go by, we will be bombarded by "best of," "worst of," and "most defining" lists of the decade. Still, I feel like it's too soon. It’s not right.

Personally, I am not ready to reminisce about Emo kids, shutter shades, Sham Wows, student protests, and long nights wasted at Foufs. In fact, I don't think I will ever be ready for those travesties, but I am not willing to look back on the good stuff neither. I am not ready to get all nostalgic over eye-opening trips to Europe, Peer Pressure block parties, roof top after parties, amazing dinner parties at my first apartment, Au Revoir Simone concerts, or meeting the Backstreet Boys. Ok, so maybe, that last one doesn't count. It is just that considering the 00's, as done, as a whole, makes me sad. No, actually, it makes me feel old. I grew up during the last decade. I went from a wide eyed fourteen year- old who dreamed of marrying Nick Carter and becoming an actress to the settled, yet undecided, twenty three year old woman that I am today. I am "Génération 2000" and I am not sure of what that means.

feelin' it

Veronique Branquinho x Camper

Red Brick Soul Footwear

Half Life X Contra

deluxe spring 2010 1956

Breakbot Hero mix

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Beast Wars

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Pomme Verte

enovation science technology awsomness wizardry

Green Apple's "Peep Show" from Green Apple on Vimeo.

....Felipe Gustawho?

Doc Brown would be proud

The Hundreds X DeLorean Motor Company

Next level collab

Wonder what happens when you reach 88 miles per hour with this one?

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Spring 2010

So... First, I know that fashion week was months ago. Second, I realize that the runways aren't necessarily the place to find the most unique style inspirations. Third, given that we had our first snowfall today, we are far from spring fashion. Still, I wanted to post some of my favorite looks from the Spring 2010 runways. Maybe, it's because I know that the next time that I will wear clothing other than pyjamas will be in April...


From 3.1 Philip Lim...





I love the simplicity of these looks, and how the small details like the skinny belts make all the difference. These are looks that I can easily make my own by simply stocking up on skinny belts at the local thrift store.

35 days and counting

35 days ago I was given a sentence. Four hours before leaving on vacation to Florida for two weeks, a woman drove into me as I crossed the street. I was a block away from home. I remember nothing. I have no recollection of how it happened or when. I can't even remember the events of earlier that day. The memories are lost. Except, I remember the screams as I started to awake. I remember my mother-in-law screaming my name in horror. I also remember the ambulance, and hearing my boyfriend's voice... and all I could say was, "Vais-tu m'aimez si je suis défigurée? On est quel jour?" as he stood there in his slippers.

I was lucky, though. I didn't die, I didn't suffer any life-threatening injuries. There was no internal damage, and thankfully, no permanent damage to my face. All that I got was a broken leg and arm. I was lucky. Yet, nothing this serious has ever happened to me. Sure, I have had more than my share of drama, but I was never the victim; I have always been the survivor, the fighter, the rock. So, here I am, and for the first time in my life I am helpless. My leg was badly broken and with my shoulder injury to top, I have been ordered to stay off my feet for at least three months. I can't do anything for myself. I am stuck.

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what's really important is...

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ce jouet

ces lunettes

ce jeu

cette musique

Priors - what you need (hey champ remix)