Sunday, November 30, 2008

Gin&Cranberry

WIKI OF THE DAY
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No one person has done quite as much for fashion as Coco Chanel.
Haute Couture is Chanel's, and in my opinion, Chanel's alone.

Apparently, I am the only one not impressed by Karl Lagerfeld's recent work.



Friday, November 28, 2008

I want!

BLACK AMY WINEHOUSE PRINT TEE
Amy Winehouse Tee
£20.00 on Topman.com

1234 Fight!

808s & Heartbreak cover
sounds: 808's & Heartbreak
808's is a new sound for kanYe West. Though I am typically completely against the use of auto-tune, I can somehow deal with it in this case. Some critic said it is the perfect soundtrack to stalk your ex's Facebook page to. To some extent... I agree. Nevertheless, I give West mad props for being unique in a highly commercialized world.
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sights: D.A.N.C.E. (Justice)
I know I'm completely late on this, but I love it. It totally restores my faith in music videos. Gaspard Augé, one of the two members, actually designs tees for SIXPACK France. I want about half the tees on the website. Anyways, I'm sure his experiences had some play in this video. You gotta love the French.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

effing Dame Judy Dench

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I have vivid-ass dreams.
My school has this policy that over fall & winter breaks,
they send people into all the dorm rooms,
checking for illegal/banned items.
So it is recommended you clear your room
of anything that does not give you
a positive image.
My dream took this idea a step further.
In it, your housing the next year was decided by your disciplinary record.
It's a comp
etition to get good housing, so people dish dirt to administration,
in hopes of getting better housing for the next year.

In my dream I was walking down Spring (the middle of campus) going to class. A faceless friend ran to me in a panic. His fear crawled under my skin. "Greg, someone told the administration about your empty liquor bottles. They raided your room." I began to run but the scene morphed into an office. There was a big oak door and I heard a voice tell me to come in. I opened the door and Dame Judy Dench was sitting on one side of a conference table.

The scene around me felt like a corridor I remember from a Star Wars movie. I just remember Vadar and kind of a window to the right of him. It also felt like this Olan-Mills photo of me when I was a child. The backdrop in the picture of me was a fall orchard scene. I was wearing a cardigan sweater. I felt really distressed while taking the picture but when I saw it, I wanted to go back to that dying orchard.

She began talking about the eff
ects of alcholism and I started screaming and crying. I don't know why, but it made her sympathize with me. I believe I was getting her on my side by playing injured. I really wanted to get my good housing back.

We then went on a lunch break and planned on meeting up afterwards. I went to the cafeteria, where some people I knew were sitting down. I went over to them and noticed that they were drinking. I started to walk away, but they pulled me back over and started forcing drinks down my throat. I knew they were trying to ruin my chances of good housing, too. Then I got really drunk and start making myself drinks. I was screaming on the inside because I knew I still had to meet up with Judy Dench. As I began to sip on a screwdriver, Jusy walked by and stopped. She stared at me with her piercing eyes. That sterness that one her an Oscar for playing Queen Elizabeth. I then began to chug the evidence away and told her that it was orange juice, and that I loved OJ.

That's when I woke up.

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