depressed and vernis a ongles

Every time around the end of February, I come to realize that most of the plans and resolutions I made for the new year havn't been working out as greatly as I had hoped. To name one, updating my blog frequently. Sadly, I've spent the first two months of 2009 becoming almost brain-dead in retail, working 5/6 days a week for 9 hours a day. I wish I had invested all that time in developing myself and doing something I love. I wish I had more time to do inspiring things. I missed Margiela in Antwerp, I missed Vibskof in Eindhoven, I havn't gotten a chance to go to the Richard Avedon exposition. And it seems that there isn't going to be an end to this situation anytime soon, it is so depressing. uhhhgg, but I want money! I want more shoes! I want more clothes!(My wishlist is growing beyond control) I feel broke enough as it is, quitting one of my jobs would make it worse. And to pretend I am in a real crisis I invested in some nailpolish instead of new clothes to make voguish nails while trying to figure out some french, staring at Lara and feeling sorry for myself.

No Lack of Black

My Lovely friend Suzan
Two familiar faces present
Funerals have something dramatic about them. I imagine people wearing their best black clothes,lace vails and hats, tight suits, umbrellas, sunglasses, and women in sheer tights with a backseem on black high heels.
So dissapoitning when poeple dare to show up in their daily jeans and sneakers.
But there was nothing dissapointing about the amount of black that showed up friday at amsterdam fashion week.

The Iris van Herpen show was something many had been looking forward to , including me. Her inspiration was egiptian mummification and considering her signature materials wich are leather and industrial materials, it promised to be mindblowing. It was a short show with only a few looks yet all the viewers were left in complete awe.