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Hey. Trying to get back on the blogging/ social media circle. Only been 3 years since my last post… thats not too long.😛

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kitty kitty

this is why i love kitties….

ugh. i miss my kitty brooklyn

meow….muA.

i like bunnies too. 

…this is what makes us girls…

Remember how we used to party up all night
Sneaking out and looking for a taste of real life
Drinking in the small town firelight
(Pabst Blue Ribbon on ice)

Sweet sixteen and we had arrived
Walking down the streets as they whistle, “Hi, hi!”
Stealin’ police cars with the senior guys
Teachers said we’d never make it out alive

There she was my new best friend
High heels in her hands, swayin’ in the wind
While she starts to cry, mascara runnin’ down her little Bambi eyes:
“Lana, how I hate those guys.”

This is what makes us girls
We all look for heaven and we put our love first
Somethin’ that we’d die for, it’s our curse
Don’t cry about it, don’t cry about it
This is what makes us girls
We don’t stick together ’cause we put our love first
Don’t cry about him, don’t cry about him
It’s all gonna happen

xxx.mua.xxx

And that’s where the beginning of the end begun
Everybody knew that we had too much fun
We were skippin’ school and drinkin’ on the job
(With the boss)

Sweet sixteen and we had arrived
Baby’s table dancin’ at the local dive
Cheerin our names in the pink spotlight
Drinkin’ cherry schnapps in the velvet night

Yo we used to go break in
To the hotel, glimmer and we’d swim
Runnin’ from the cops in our black bikini tops
Screaming, “Get us while we’re hot. Get us while we’re hot.”
(Come on take a shot)

This is what makes us girls
We all look for heaven and we put our love first
Somethin’ that we’d die for, it’s our curse
Don’t cry about it, don’t cry about it
This is what makes us girls
We don’t stick together ’cause we put our love first
Don’t cry about him, don’t cry about him
It’s all gonna happen

The prettiest in crowd that you had ever seen
Ribbons in our hair and our eyes gleamed mean
A freshmen generation of degenerate beauty queens
And you know something?

They were the only friends I ever had
We got into trouble and when stuff got bad
I got sent away, I was waving on the train platform
Crying ’cause I know I’m never comin’ back.

This is what makes us girls
We all look for heaven and we put our love first
Somethin’ that we’d die for, it’s our curse
Don’t cry about it, don’t cry about it
This is what makes us girls
We don’t stick together ’cause we put our love first
Don’t cry about him, don’t cry about him
It’s all gonna happen

This is what makes us girls
We all look for heaven and we put our love first
Somethin’ that we’d die for, it’s our curse
Don’t cry about it, don’t cry about it
This is what makes us girls
We don’t stick together ’cause we put our love first
Don’t cry about him, don’t cry about him
It’s all gonna happen

pirate in the water

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

mua.

JEAN&TEE

Just a couple of my favorites from Rag & Bone Jeans, nothing better than a tee-shirt and jeans… and the boots make it all the better. All day every day.

muA.

c’est chouette.

I am absolutely in love with Yvonne Fehling and Jennie Piez’s design of Stuhlhockerbank. What an amazing piece of furniture design. I feel like it completely blends the line of functional and artistic design. Here is what they said about the piece….

Stuhlhockerbank is a series of seating for public spaces that approach users and viewers in an extraordinary way. The dividing lines between different types of furniture (chair, stool, bench) are eliminated as the three types blend. The results are immobile constellations that express a person’s inner stance in the particular situation.

Over and above the pure purposiveness of a piece of furniture, the objects come with narrative elements. They seem familiar and yet at the same time surprising, enhanced by a sensual and poetic dimension.

Below are other examples of their work that I found equally interesting and would be so much fun to place into public environment or even a home.

muA.

in a neil mood.

I want to live,
I want to give
I’ve been a miner
for a heart of gold.
It’s these expressions
I never give
That keep me searching
for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old.
Keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old.

I’ve been to Hollywood
I’ve been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean
for a heart of gold
I’ve been in my mind,
it’s such a fine line
That keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old.
Keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old.

Keep me searching
for a heart of gold
You keep me searching
for a heart of gold
And I’m growing old.
I’ve been a miner
for a heart of gold.

muA.

delve off the cliff side.

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let it come and let it be.

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200 posts!

I’m not where I ever thought I would be, but I’ve realized that I’m exactly where I am for a reason and the more I try to figure it all out, the second I think I have it all down, things change, move and knock me to the ground where I just end up picking it all up again. For now I’m just going to let the wind take me, go with my gut and stop questioning every move. I think in the end I’ll end up in the spot I was always supposed to find. muA.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the view from up here.

Shooting from a door-less helicopter photographer, Gray Malin captured scenes all over the world from Europe to South America of beach scenes from above. I love the playfulness and unique form the pictures take. People look like little colorful sprinkles throughout the sand, and the chairs and umbrellas create beautiful patterns across the beach. Check out more work at Maison Gray

muA.

staring into the sun.

making changes, moving on and finding something new once again. A.

xxxx

black.milk.

monday madness, just arrived back in amurica from the bahamas, working from 6am to 1am, exhausted no days off, went through a horrible storm passing off the coast of florida, was considering pissing off home land security to get sent to jail. maybe then i would get some sleep.

even though im half dead. i send you love. mua. .A.

xxx

behind your eyes

…tell me where the answer lies, is it in the notebook behind your eyes?….

neil young, 1975

making a return to cendres…. see you soon. muA.

lipstick & unicorns

another great week coming to an end. loving life, lots of positive vibes for everyone. 

mua.

play with fire. get burned.

Love is a burning thing
And it makes a firy ring
Bound by wild desires
I feel into a Ring of fire.

I feel into a burning Ring of fire
I went down, down, down
and the flames went highter
and it burns, burns, burns
The Ring of fire

kiss, kiss. bang, bang.

sleepy sunday.

grey clouds in the sky, soft sheets on the ground. happy sunday. much love.

by far the coolest bed in the world. will own one soon.

mua.

settle down

loving this music video.

 

touched by color.

a touch of color for the day… thank god tomorrow is friday.

x.

delicate by nature

sinking in a house of quick sand.

between two points.

We’ve got forever
Slipping through our hands
We’ve got more time
To never understand

Falling footsteps
Weighing heavy on me

Behind darkness
Beneath candles
Whispers waltz
Around our dreams

The shortest distance
Between two points
Is the line
From me to you

Feet turning black
Is this the path we must walk?
No turning back
Wish I could just hear you talk

Can something like this be pulled
From under our feet?
Leaving our skin
And burning coals to meet

Tell me now

The shortest distance
Between two points
Is the line
From me to you.

mua.

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