I made it into the Windows: Life Without Walls Campaign. I think everyone does. They sent me all my photos in ads. It’s rad, I like it. Pharrell is in it too. You can see my campaign if you click on the shit.It makes me giggle when I read it. The photo is from the Much Music Awards a few years ago. I was at some wild party, I’m quite sure it was at Ultra and I was with my girls.
Hey. I’ve got a bunch of Scorpio’s around me whom I truly love. I got this email from the Kabbalah Centre in LA today. I also get this great message from Yehuda Berg to pass on to you:“This week, hold fast to your dreams. Now’s the time to make them happen. And if you are already living the dream, you can live it in ways previously unknown to you.Start something new. Take an old project off the mental shelf and breathe some life into it. Be open to ‘coincidence’ and ‘randomness.’ Opportunity is everywhere. Be bold and start your year with a note of certainty and success.
All the best, Yehuda”
My mum always taught me, just because you don’t have money doesn’t mean you can’t compete. It merely means you must be more creative. Andy, says to think rich and look poor.
So, with these two influences I find myself thinking rich, and finding creative ways to make money all the while looking stylish yet competitive. Thanks for the influence.
If I were him I’d just stay at home and call it a day. “My name is John McCain and I am dropping out of the election due to Internet Embarrassment. I’ve outdone my self to a point where I feel I can not turn back.”Good Luck Barry Obama. I think you’re rad and you were really hot when you were younger.
at home. watching movie. soulful music. warm inside. glowing. tower. dark night sky.don’t be gentle. you are fragile. deserving care. beautiful singing voice i hear. it’s yours across the ocean, through the trees, it soars the sky and lands with me. its all i ever wanted.
We went into “This Ain’t the Rosedale” to check out some books. I got 2 really creative mini ones that fit great in the purse. I love those little ones.
All & all, I haven’t had a Saturday afternoon in Kensi like that for a couple weeks and it was lovely.
Yesterday I was in Kensington and walked past and interesting art project. It was a tree standing tall and alone dressed in meat. In the middle of the tree was a nest made of real fish and contained what looked like an egg that was made out of meat also. The crew around the tree with a camera were capturing the reaction of people to the art installation. I peeked into the nest to snap a photo and just about fell into the thing. The meat looked quite gross but I really could appreciate the time it took and art concept. I must say I have never seen something of that sort. I do not recommend touching it as I kinda find it disgusting, as you would, but I do recommend passing through Kensington and checking it out. The artist close to remain anonymous.
Was a nice sunny day yesterday, maybe it’s cooked now! 
I don’t have any Zobie makeup.
As the waves crashed on the shore,
the wind washed them away.
And as I walked along the sand,
I felt I could not stray.
For I was walking towards the sun,
and it was a brand new day.
– Casie Stewart, 2004
My friend Matt posted this today. Its from Liquor Land in Australia, how lovely and true that they put that on a bag as the Christmas greeting. Just makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. 
“I’m smart and I know what’s going on. I can laugh at myself; I’m in on the joke. I know what you guys think of me, and I’m going to play into it and make you laugh at the same time.”– Paris Hilton tells the new issue of Nylon
First she DOVE into the cake…
Whoopsey bumkin! Little darling slipped on the icing.
Oh. She’s got a cute little bum though and love the outfit. I would TOTALLY, TOTALLY, love to jump in a cake like that.
The Love
A courtship started with a midnight kiss,
You touched the heart in me like an old French love song
Waking to the morning sun, your arms around me tight,
You set my soul on fire; you make things look bright
We shine, a glimpse, O’ what life could be!
Laughter, love, a passionate tale…
My reflection in the mirror, yet I see you there?
Full of greatness, it’s you, I love me.
As the days go by, somehow I know,
Over the rainbow, my gold,
You’ll be there.
I asked my old roommate Chad to take me for a ride on his bike. After I gave him no choice I said “let me get ready!” and ran upstairs. The other two boy’s we lived with assumed I was heading upstairs to put on a jacket, pants, closed toed shoes maybe. No, not this girl. You know me much better than that. I put on the music, followed by my long blonde extensions, a micro mini and some red pumps. I was READY! I always wanted to ride on the back of a motercycle like that and god damnit, I did. Check that one off the list!
