Spring is definitely on it's way. Just check out these neon details from LWF:

Just a little more fashion spam for you. Again it's the french blogger Frassy. I am in love with her original style and eagerness to stand out. Even going for a coffee run she makes an effort to dress up. Gotta love her.

These French beauties just popped up on my dash. It's the three fashion bloggers Frassy, Kenza and Margaux. Love each of their styles. So chic!

Back?

Wow, okay. So I'm going to make another try actually writing and updating this blog. Starting later today! I've got new DIY projects going on, pictures form parties to show you, outfit post and what not, and I can't wait to show it all to you.

My senior year is slowly coming to an end and I feel like I'm finally going to start living my life and I want to share it with you guys. I hope you are just as excited as I am to get this journey going again.

xxoo,

I’m so confused I hardly know how to live. My head is spinning and every thought possible is running through. I’m almost getting dizy. I’m caught in a web that I created all on my own, of thoughts and wonderings I never let loose. Now it’s making me confused. So confused. I can’t focus on anything; I can’t focus on school, I can’t focus on my friends, I can’t focus on myself. How did I get here? How did I get so fucked up twisted? This was never me. This was never what I wanted. I tried to mind my own buisness, but you can’t keep the past away for forever. I guess in my case the past just caught up with me so much faster. Will it ever end? I’m trying to look ahead, trying to find light in this endless darkness. It’s hard when all you see is a black hole. It doesn’t even consume. It has consumed me and now it’s forcing every thought I’ve ever had down upon me. That’s how it feels. How can I make it go away? I really try. Why can’t I just be normal? Why me? Why me! All my life I just wanted to be happy. I wanted to get good grades. To make a life that would satisfy all my superficial needs, just like anyone else. But now I’m forced to go through shit. I’ll come out stronger, wiser - better. But if I didn’t know better I wouldn’t want that. I’d prefer it the other way.

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Wow, it's been a looong time since I last posted anything - this past month has been kind of crazy for me.
I'll try to get back to posting more frequently...

For now I wanted to share with you some of my favorite street styles from New York Fashion Week;

This look I really like; it's not too flashy or anything, but it definitely stands a bit out with the asymetric dress. And, to me at least, the color combinaition is amazing.

This one is so beautiful, I think. There's something old-fashion and fabulous about. You can really tell that this is a look that has been though about; right down to the matching shoes and glove/ wrap-thingy.

So there is really nothing extraordinaire about this, but I had to include it as it is very "me".  Don't be surprised if you see me walking down the streets wearing something similar to that ;)

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i don't tell anyone about my life, about me, my secrets. because i don't want people to know, yet i tell you about my secrets, my problems, my life because i trust you. only do i find out that you go around spilling everything i ever told. realized that though you were my closest friend i meant little to you. my back stains with blood from the knife you threw in my back. you used me, i was the main character in the game you play.

i know that i have to let our friendship go, leave you behind in the web of lies that you spin. but it's easier said than done.

note: pictures are not of me, but they are pictures that i have taken of others - of course used with their permission