one way or another.

so harry styles won the award for stankiest face at the 2013 brit awards.

congratulations harry!

but then i saw this:

hot. damn. elie. saab.

i mean, i would probably make a stank face too if my ex showed up on my turf looking like this.

and then jourdan dunn upstaged t.swift in balmain...

oh, and there was also this guy...

i guess his name is tom odell, or something.

you can't fool me.

that is thackary binx if i've ever seen.

the best thing to ever happen to television.

thank you jenn rogien.

say it loud! i'm single, i'm proud!

i’m a single girl.  by choice.  usually when this minute fact about myself is revealed i receive a round of pity.  older women tend to make a bee-line for the closest single man available.  obviously chemistry and interests don’t make a relationship any more, the only thing needed for a match these days are two single people.  i do have to say, albeit embarrassing, i prefer this response to the reactions of those my age.  being single is apparently equivalent to being a leper.  is this not 2013?  what is the harm in a young girl choosing to be single?  guess what else?!  i choose not to sleep around either!  oh the horror!  clearly, i have a disease.  please.  lock me away in solitary confinement.  my feministic ideals might be contagious.  

i am in no way putting down the man. i mean, i still rely heavily on the support of my father (i am working towards financial dependency however if you must know).  i love men.  they are quite amusing.  i am 23.  i have no idea who i am - how am i supposed to know what i want in a relationship?  guys my age - great friends, but they’re selfish assholes.  i’m sorry.  you know it is true.  any self aware person should know that young men only want one thing.  older men - i’m not exactly in a position where i can meet them.  i also do not believe i am mature enough of a person to engage in a relationship with someone experienced in life.  it is that simple.  i’m not ready.  it is not something you can force or rush.  love comes in its own time.

valentines day.  it can be classified in one of two which ways.  you are either in a significant relationship and believe the holiday to be the best hallmark conception or you pour an extra helping of bitter into your morning coffee and no matter how hard you try you cannot  shun singles awareness day.  but do you know what?  i love chocolate and plushies!  i think flowers are nice, as is a glass or two of wine.  pink and purple are okay colors by my standards.  i do not have a boyfriend to buy me these things (although i do have a mom!)  i also really happen to despise bitterness.  above all else, i love myself.  who needs a man to buy you lame generic candy last minute at walgreens?  you can totally buy yourself exactly what you want and have the best gal-entine’s day.

your soundtrack for galentines day featuring all kinds of girl power.

nobody did it better than the 90's.

girl panic!

every season i usually find one model that continues to catch my eye.

throughout spring 2013 couture julia nobis was that model.

julia carries her rare chameleon androgynous look with poise.

i wouldn't be surprised if she popped in and out of shows during fall 2013 ready-to-wear.

so here ye here ye - i dub julia nobis "the next big thing"

(for whatever reason i couldn't figure out how to link my photos - they're courtesy of Style.com, linked through her name above)

obviously what caught my eye were her two tattoos on the right bicep.

very rock 'n' roll.

as we know, there is nothing i love more than fashion and rock 'n' roll combined.

my favorite collaboration of the two, like ever, is duran duran's "girl panic" music video.

(let's be honest here, duran duran and fashion are kind of synonymous)

duran bring the rock.

naomi campbell, eva herzigova, cindy crawford, helena christensen, and duh, yasmin le bon bring the roll.

vanessa coyle brings the non-chalant opulence fashion.

no really, she kills it.

(can you tell i'm dying? to think this video has been out since 2011 and i'm still dying!)

i feel like "love" doesn't even begin to cover the basics.

that's how you know it's true love.

okay, enough raving for today...

follow my opinion on fall '13 rtw on socialbliss.

okay bye.

i want to get back to my city by the bay.

superbowl prediction: my girl b.

silk bomber vintage oversize bowie tee urban outfitters red & gold polka dot jean old navy rockstar

nineties minimalism.

gloomy.

i could go to work.

i could also sit on my couch all day watching the walking dead.

either way i want to be wearing this T by Alexander Wang look.

perfect for this gloomy week.