heartless

Gnarls Barkley - "Who's Gonna Save My Soul?"
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i love this video

starting new

a new year creeping around the corner, in a few hours to be exact. this year i'm going to start some resolutions. i hear if you write them down your most likely to achieve them. So here i go..

get my hair licence
eat healthy (possibly go vegetarian again)
exercise regularly(i want to lose at lest 15 pounds)
be nicer to others (simply smiling at strangers)
keep in contact with friends and family (call them at lest once a week)
go to London

well that's all that i can think of.

Happy New Year Everyone.

sucky

well i haven't written anything for a long while
a) my laptop broke
b) i have nothing to say
c) there is no point

well with all those things aside, I'm still going to try to sporadically write.

wanting a Quik House

You might be asking what is a quik house. The Quik House is a prefabricated kit house designed by Adam Kalkin from recycled shipping containers. It has three bedrooms and two and one-half baths in its 2,000 square foot plan. The shell assembles within one day at your site, you will have a fully enclosed building. From start to finish, it should take no longer than three months to complete your house.

So I really want this.. What is better than living in a beautiful work of art. Plus it is better for the environment, it's made of 75% recycled materials. Adam Kalkin you are a genius, and i love you..Please make me a home.

loving this film

Here is a clip from my newest favorite film.
Qui êtes-vous, Polly Maggoo?(Who are you,Polly Maggoo?

It is a brilliant 1966 Film directed by William Kline. A hilarious satire of the Fashion industry. Polly Maggoo is a young model who has taken Paris by storm, with her beauty.Polly becomes the subject of an episode of a vapid TV news documentary series called "Qui êtes-vous?" While she is pursued by the filmmaker and by the prince of Borodine, a small country in the Soviet bloc.What's interesting is that the film criticizes the fashion industry and the fakeness associated with it, it also shows that the common people are more involved and intrigued with it they like to admit. I loved the surreal pop cinema, it is one I recommend in watching.

in love with darling Nicki

This is dedicated to the original Hippie in Heels..
My dearest Nicki. She is now 21 today. She radiates such a lovely glow and energy. She is loving and kind. She has a gold and silver aura. With two angles looking out for here. he he. I normally don't love girls, but I love you much girl. Happy birthday darling. We love you very very very very very very very much.

in order to find yourself, are you willing to lose yourself?

an emo girl

as i was leaving work today,walking through the parking lot to get to my car. There was a vehicle filled with young men. As I was passing this vehicle, one of the young men inside the car said to the driver, " Don't hit the emo girl." This got me to thinking, I'm I an "emo girl"?... What the hell is an "emo" anyway? I never thought my self as being "emo". Maybe it was my black high heels,black tights, black and white high waisted checkered skirt, black tank and cardigan. With my dark short hair, Bam.. I'm now emo. This event made me laugh, so did the time I was mistaken for a gay boy at a club, but that's another story.

It also reminded me of this:
while perusing through one of my favorite magazines . I found the cover story quite intriguing. here's the link.
Hipster: The Dead End of Western Civilization
Anyway this post is about stereotyping/ labeling.. we all do it. I try not to, but I find myself doing it anyway. Just the other day I labeled two girls as being air-heads. Their conversation about the Haunted Forest attraction in American Fork possibly being real and their high pitched "valley girl" talk is what validated it for me. I'm rude but they were dumb. Why do we tend to do this, is it a sad pathetic attempt to make us feel better about ourselves? I really don't care what other people label me. So instead of using labels such as: Hipster, Punk, Nerd, Bitch, Air-head, Bro's,Emo etc. The list goes on and on. The only label we should use is our name. I am me.. I am Lesly. Its who I am and have always been.

golden

some polaroids taken at silver lake with my loves.

Done

these are my hands
my lips
i may be skin and bone
here i stand the same
the woman i have always been

alone
still alone

embraced in cold
showered by calamity kisses

i don't like to kiss
it hurts to much
my heart it races
my breath taken
from my lungs

i am done

i've attempted
a simple attempt
not to fall

i've failed

like Alice
i too fell,
down the rabbit hole

only to find myself..
alone