Marc Jacobs Spring 2007

I flipped around daily do's and don'ts, and regularly, without fail, checked youtube.com.

I honestly hate this addictive website; I can't help but to stay on the computer, perceiving visions of youtube to my eyeballs. This modern technological sight definitely shames me. I mean, come on, I waste more than four hours, browsing on the site. I felt like Howie from the Benchwarmers, paranoid of the natural world, confined in my primitive, computer obsessed state. But I'm not here to complain. Youtube has provided to inspire me with efficiency. Especially when you can't move around; my feet is abnormally behaving strangely.

Before I started my Ugly Betty marathon, I happen to stop by at this video with over 16 million views; Five Little Monkeys. Ring a bell? The guy who sings this sounds like a man who's nose is plugged up with Tic Tacs.

AFTER watching this ever-so motivating video, my eyes glazed over when I started watching Ugly Betty. AHH!! The couples Matt and Betty are THE couple along with many others; Tarzan and Jane, Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth, Anne and Gilbert. Sorry for the obsession of a telenovela. I just happened to be enthusiastic. When I watch TV shows, I can get quite caught up with them. Especially when I've watched the show from when it was a wee baby with life until its death. Unfortunately, Ugly Betty TV show is near its death. Hear the death tolls ringing in the distance? Just pray they continue the show.

Providing me other bits of info on youtube, I discovered a documented Marc Jacobs, when he had his longer hairdo, transparent mustard glasses, and forever wearing Reeses Pieces shirt. I saw this video, where it shows strenuous, grueling, and chaotic work of a designer. And I literally thought it was Camp Fun and Games only with egotistic people. Don't blame me, I have a picturesque view of the fashion industry from being influenced by *ahem ahem*, Ugly Betty.

It really opened my eyes. There's always people who do the smallest jobs to the biggest. Someone has to take care of the shoes, buttons, accessories, design, models, buildings, runway, the clothing that the entourage would wear.

Here's the video. Does it inspire you? Maybe, maybe not.

Right now, I'm wishing for a movement. Something like the 60s, New Wave, Grunge. And I wish that my desk at school would suddenly vanish into air, and ivy plants would start to grow on the chalk board, and grass would start to grow through the vomit carpet. I dream too much sometimes.

A Jungle Moment

So, it's been a while I blogged. Decided to write some blah about my daily, monotonic life.

There was a nautical themed accessory by a prominent fashion designer (I completely blanked out), that I can't quite remember. But they had the whole "Under the Sea" jewelry line. If anyone who's reading knows who this designer is please tell me. I'm not going to buy their jewelry; it's those nagging interests that you just have find out. (Here comes another story) I once walked into American Eagle to be greeted by clones of their staff, "Do you need any help?"

They're probably suspicious of teenagers walking alone with a huge ski jacket that swallows half of their body. So, trying to blend in with the surrounding, I hopped down on their leather chairs. By the time I knew it, I found out that I was wasting my time, eyeing the customers and watching their "music" TV. Just as I was about to step right outside, I heard this amazing song that after two months I tried to find on the internet. Thank god for online resources. So after rummaging sites, I found that this "amazing, uber" song was called "Can't Believe a Single Word" by VHS or BETA. Don't watch the video, just listen to song.

SO, somebody out there, please tell me what the ocean themed jeweler is.

Anywho, how, when, what, and where, I visited our lovely mall in the middle of nowhere. I know how all the upbeat fashionistas prance around in vintage thrift stores or shop online in Chanel or Prada, but I being the unique informer of fashion had to just enter Forever 21. Most blogs rant about their personal styles, but I (remember, I am a unqiue *sigh* informer) just had to escape my dreadful boring weekend to "spend" an hour of paradise at the mall. By the way, to the down to earth people, I am being sarcastic.

Everything revolves around the planet. Style revolves around fashion. Everything I saw was floral, pastel, and laces. Hmm... The commoners are catching up with the high branded society no? I walked around to see a lot of things that I admired. But being the Unique I, I bought two things. for $8. I don't like to spend money that much; I like to save more than I spend.

Ring #1: Snakey wakey.

Ring #2: I think it's a jaguar or a cheetah. I think I want to chase the jungle look.

March 5

So, I turned 15 on March 5th, and celebrated and congratulated myself by watching Alice in Wonderland, directed by Tim Burton. Hmm. Words cannot describe how awestruck I was (in a neutral way by putting my fingers beneath my chin and making a "tsk tsk" noise). So okay, I recognized a lot of actors I've seen in many other movies, this guy who destroys jane austen's love life is Hamish (the one who proposes under the gazebo), a creeper version of Willy Wonka is Stayne, Knave of Hearts, and the whole usual motley crew of Tim Burton. He's up to his own tricks, by having a mouse stabbing an eyeball and pushing it out (I KNOW IN A PG-13 MOVIE!! *sarcasm noted*) and dead head stepping stones which familiarly reminded me of Lord of the Rings films. Pretty much all the travelers needed was a Gollum/Smeagol. Oh right, then, Johnny Depp (amazing!) pretty much had to do this hip hop, jazzy fiddle in the middle of a war field. It would've been nice if he actually danced groovily, but unfortunately, technology destroyed the humor. His torso turns clockwise as his bottom turns the opposite, accompanied by a random funk music.

Everything was fantastical, the graphics, the whole destroyed wonderland scene, but Tim Burton could've created a master piece plot. I guess that didn't really happen.

And what happened to the crazy 3D effects that started from the 90s? 2000? Coraline, Avatar, Alice in Wonderland had what you called '3D', but now, they aren't as popping. I could feel the dimensions changing, but I didn't have the urge to reach out my arms to touch whatever would fall in front of myself. Even Spy Kids 3 had better immature 3D-ness. I might be wrong in this matter because that movie I saw when I was in grade 3. Perspectives change!

Well, besides all my negative comments, I loved the fashion of Alice, played by Mia Wasikowska.

Dress looks very suspiciously nice.

About the acupuncture thing; it's a sin? I thought it was poking needles at your body to lose tensions. Radically incorrect I would suppose to some "faithful" people.

I'm having those movie marathons, watched this and that, oh and this one too. Well, I just watched three, and that is Alice in Wonderland, The Lovely Bones, and a whole season of Ugly Betty, which is so funny makes my stomach want to hurl itself onto the floor. I love fashion, but it's funny to see a comedy mock up version of it. Too bad the show's going to be canceled. At home, we don't have cable or a TV, so I have to get in scoop with the world online, which suits me.

I should probably reading; (my book list)-> Notre Dame, Re-read The Lovely Bones, Catcher in the Rye, and this book where a dog is upside down by a mister Haddon.

For a birthday present, I am excited to receive a sewing machine plus three cds. Catch you later. Entertain yourself by watching this. So much for Alice in Wonderland Infatuation.

Ra ra prada ra da.

Sorry for the Lady Gaga moment (up there in the title); it was those random spur of the moment things like all of a sudden you want to eat the herbal shampoo while taking a shower, and you find out it doesn't taste so herb-ally and fruity. Not saying that I tried my Red Ken Body Full shampoo. *Ahem*.

Well, to relate to my title, I have posted up some pictures (style.com) below

Prada Fall 2010

Reminds me of the 60s-70s. Cat eye glasses; no wait, edit that, more like acrylic, arched, neon eyebrow glasses. The woman in yellow with all the rubber fabric reminds me of a plastic era. Plastic plastic plastic. The dark undertones of the colors being used makes a very neutral tone to this series. All of this style, the high bun, glasses, loafers to knits, is of a teacher going through fashion phases of the modern world. Though Prada created contrasting textures, I can't help but to notice that these models wearing the clothing reminds me of teachers with yardsticks or 1960 graduation photos plastered on the halls of my highschool.

I've got to get leather penny loafers some day. Not because Prada designed 'em, but for the sake of Nancy Drew. Sigh, the shoes are so refined and polished, glittering under the star lit skies of canvas. The whole clean knitted school teacher to Twiggy version of clothing is quite inspiring.

Okay. More posts to come, but my eyelids are getting heavy. Apparently, the heaviest part of your body is the eyelids (metaphorically speaking).

p.s. i'd like to discuss later on how people (conservative) think that acupuncture is a sin.