Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Saturday, January 14, 2012

As I appreciate my sunsoaked skin on this cloudy day, I reminisce.




Anja Rubik for Giuseppe Zanotti Spring 2012 Campaign by Inez & Vinoodh _Fashion Gone Rogue


J: I dont want to be them old party peoples who stay out at the beach for too long and become leathery
S: Well when you die, you can make shoes out of yourself!

Making the most out of summer.
..and buying new shoes of course ;)


xx

Friday, January 6, 2012

Birds and trees or bees.


I hate birds. They are dirty dirty unpredictable flying things, that have one purpose, ok two purposes, in life. 1) Charge at your face because they think its funny. 2) Aim and poop on the top of your face because they think its funny. You know when young boys learn to pee, and they always think its funny to aim for the toilet freshener gadget in the toilet bowl, same same, no difference.

Bird.
Brunch with sister on the back veranda in the gorgeous sun. Bird charges in. Bird stays. Bird decides to join our brunch time session. Sister frozen in shock. I shake a little dookie out of my pants. I wrap beach towel around my head. I throw random objects within reach at bird. Bird does not budge. I wrap beach towel around my head mutiple times to avoid losing my eyeballs caused by bird pecking at it. I reach out for food. Food saved. Bird, no, no you did not win.

Tree or Bee?
I walked into a branch of a tree today. I also speculate, that I may have narrowly missed the tree, and the bee that was in the tree actually stung the top of my head.

It is very sore.


Why?! What did you think birds, trees and bees meant? Dirty dirty child, you.

Love me please xx

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Friday, November 25, 2011

She found her dress.

and she looked amazeballs. It was magical.
You make a stunning bride VL!

xx



Vogue Spain by Paolo Kudacki White W Pauline Van der Cruysse

Races.

Firemen, Trifectas, and sparkling wine. Oh, and awesome company. Oh and horses sweat.


Anna Selezneva by Anthony Maule for Vogue Russia Sept 2011

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Part Deux. Come to Kamakura. Oh, and swing by Yokohama while you're at it. Ok.

Ok, GO. Hydrangeas season in Tok-ey-yo. They line the streets. 

We ate all the way to the big buddha. This is octopus pancake. Its been flattened to a sheet of paper and we ates it. All of it. DELICIOUS.
Why what big nose you have buddha. We didnt climb inside, but had heard you could.
Made a wish for the Tohoku fighters, new Tokyo friends, friends back home, and the fams, just like how the locals did.

Then we ate some more. I EAT YOU red bean buddha. You were DELICIOUS.

CY enjoying the mist resting huts. Hey there pretty lady! You make it look like its magic mist.


The Hydrangeas that lined the temple. There was a 70minute wait to walk around the garden. 



Green tea and Hydrangeas ice-cream. I know right!  We see you. We eat you. FATTY!

We witnessed a beautiful wedding and caught the train and headed back to Yokohama.

we visited beautiful temples and shrines and made wishes for those we love.




we hit up the town of the chinamen and had some delish food. Found a mofo shark fin and knew, for sure, we were in chinamentown.


We headed towards minato-mirai and found really cool elderly with fishbowl earrings. 


Unfortunately the rollercoasters were rained out. This made me cry inside. a lot. 


but we went in the fastest lift. Yep thats right. 

enjoyed beers at the top with 0 visibility. No joke. Thats what the lift lady told us, but we were thirsty and needed to sit down. Lap it up, its beer time.


EAT UP! 



Loves you Japan. 

xx