Mean Reds

   Photography by Style Feen

Holly Golightly: You know those days when you get the mean reds?

Paul Varjak: The mean reds, you mean like the blues?

Holly Golightly: No. The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?

Monday Blues

    Photos by Style Feen

Happy Monday. Sike. Monday is never happy.

I'd really love to tell you about my day today except that would be incredibly boring.

My weekend was nice though. I shot some photos with Tezz, and then went to this really weird graffiti art gallery in Queens on Saturday with Jonnelle. We walked in and then walked out. I couldn't stand the smell of spray can, cigs, and booze mixed together. Also there were some really skeezy dudes there..so we ended up going to Apple Bees...which was fine because they had this killer happy hour. I discovered I don't like Spinach & Artichoke dip that much.

Sunday I bought a cute little Christmas tree for $30 dollars on Bedford Avenue. I got some brunch with Keith at a new spot called Beehive Oven. The food is amazing. It's a nice little dainty southern/comfort food place. I want to go back.

Walking aimlessly

It's been really long since I had a day to myself. I spent it walking aimlessly around soho. I wish I can do this in another country. Preferably London or Spain, or anywhere really. 

Updates since I last posted:

I joined kickboxing, it's fun except that the gym smells like feet and the owner looks like feet. I got a new job (i'm really excited). I turn 24 tomorrow. I lost 4 pounds.

When Trees Fall Down

Weather is weird. Yesterday it was hot and humid and I have my airconditioner on in October. Is the world ending? I hate reading the news. Nothing happy ever comes out of it. Ebola, ISIS, and 35,000 walrus stuck at bay in Alaska because of global warming.

But of course what can I do to help. 

Blah. 

Lately I wake up every morning feeling irritated. Routine feels so unstimulating and if I have to go through that for the rest of my life I think I might just go crazy.

Last night I went to a psychic for my friends birthday. She said a whole lot of crapola that sort of freaked me out. At the end she made me question myself too much. Annoying. I hate when people bring out issues about yourself you don't feel like addressing...especially when they don't know you.

I might join kick boxing. I wish I can stick too something, be consistent for a change. I just want to lose twenty pounds and I'll be happy. 

Summer's End

Summer is over. I can't believe I won't be starting school in the Fall but instead working for the rest of my life (maybe). 

This summer I went to Dominican Republic with my boyfriend. We met new people, drank unlimited pina coladas and went on so many excursions it felt like a dream. We went snorkeling in Paradise Island, horse back riding, visited 27 waterfalls, and zip lined through a green maze. 

I also made small trips to the Hamptons with some girlfriends and this past weekend I went to Philadelphia for Made in America. I saw J.Cole, Kanye West, Chromeo, and Mayor Hawthrone. There were a lot of rude people there though which makes me think music festivals are not for me. I really hate being in crowded settings. 

Moving on

This past weekend was absolute bliss. My mom came down to see my graduation. Every day I ate so lavishly to celebrate the next stage in my life and completely forgot about this ridiculous "low-carb" diet I'm on. The Marshal, Ippudo, an El Rio are some really delicious restaurants in NYC...a little pricey though. My boyfriend gave me a new plant. I like the details of the rope around the bottle. I really love terrariums because they are so low maintenance and only need to be watered once a week. On Saturday my boyfriend and I went to a sweet sixteen in Long Island where there was a cool photo booth. I felt so old, and I kind of teared which was odd because I just met the birthday girl. I guess I was touched by how much her parents loved her, and how much it reminded me of my mother's love for me. My mom just left to return back to Texas, and I feel pretty sad about it. 

At my graduation our student vice president proposed to their girlfriend, using 'The Alchemist' as an opening note. He said this before popping the big question to her on stage:

"At that moment it seemed to him that time stood still and the soul of the world surged within him. When he looked into her dark eyes and saw that her lips were poised between a laugh and silence, he learned the most important part of the language that all the world spoke. The language that everyone on earth was capable of understanding in their heart. It was love. Something older than humanity, more ancient than the desert. Something that exerted the same force whenever two pairs of eyes met, as had theirs here at the well. She smiled, and that was certainly an omen. The omen he had been awaiting without even knowing he was for all his life. The omen he sought to find in his sheep and in his books. In the crystals and in the silence of the desert... It was the pure language of the world. It required no explanation, just as the universe needs none as it travels through endless time. What the boy felt at that moment was that he was in the presence of the only woman in his life. And that, with no need for words she recognized the same thing. He was more certain of it, than of anything in the world. He had been told by his parents and grandparents that he must fall in love and really know a person before becoming committed. But maybe people who felt that way never learned the universal language. Because when you know that language, its easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you. Whether its in the middle of the desert or in some great city. And when two such people encounter each other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future become unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love and makes a twin soul for every person in the world. Without such love, one's dreams would have no meaning. Maktub.."

It was sweet and streamed live on the the F.I.T. website if you wanted to watch it.

Now that school is over, I'm not sure what will happen. I'm curious and excited to find out.

I'm in a fridaze...

And love ..
Such a silly game we play, oh,
Like a summer's day in May.
What is love, what is love?
I just want it to be love

Brooklyn Brunchin

Photography: Katrine & Laura 

Sunday is always a good day for brunch. Yesterday me and my friends went to Iris Cafe in Brooklyn Heights. They had this amazing avocado toast I tried, with a sprinkle of pepper on top. After we went riding around in circles with citi bikes...some thing I am most likely not going to do again. I am always up for trying anything at least once though. I was scared of the cars and I got honked at for being so slow.

I don't like my outfit much yesterday. Sundays are always my day for feeling lazy and throwing on whatever. I love the shoes I'm wearing which I picked up at a thrift store for 18 dollars! It retails for $98...what a steal.


Outfit:
Kimono: Urban Outfitters (Similar)
Dress: Bar III
Shoes: Shelley London

Chunky

   Photographer: Style Feen 

Got these killer, and I literally mean killer chunky booties at Forever 21. This morning as I tried putting them on I fell and banged my elbow into the door but still I love these shoes. They're very comfortable to walk in surprisingly but really annoying to get onto my feet.

This week me and my boyfriend decided to start doing yoga together and eat more "healthy". Yesterday was our first actual day and I lasted a good two minutes before I just laid down on my mat and stared at him laughing while he mimicked the lady doing yoga on youtube. Hopefully I get better as time progresses.

I tried liquiteria smoothies for the first time, and totally understand the hype. I feel so refreshed after drinking one...I've only tried the Green Monster so far. Their juice cleanses are so expensive though. I want to try it but I don't see myself spending $147 dollars for only three days.

I'm pretty bored with my blog layout. Expect a change soon.

Outfit:
Blue Romper: Forever 21
Shoes: Forever 21 (similar)
Blazer: Urban Outfitters (similar)
Bag: Urban Outfitters (similar)