did you know i missed you

i sometimes wonder what some people are thinking when they get dressed in the morning. usually it's these same people who's clothes make me cringe. is a sense of fashion not human nature? can not everyone see when things go and don't go? obviously not.
i like to think i'm one of the people who has a sense of style, especially since one of my dreams is to pursue fashion designing as a career.
if only the population of the world could only wear pretty clothes... is it shallow of me to say that?
it's not exactly that hideous clothes are being created (though hideous clothes are being created...) but more the fact that people don't know how to make their clothes work together.
oh, the dear fashion crimes we see every day on the streets. do they make you cringe?



i find salvation through magazines, going through clothes online... anything to distract me from the awful things i've seen. even though i know i can't have half of what i'm looking at, just knowing it exists and that someone is able to wear it makes me happy.
at one point, i designed my own clothes. it took one disastrous skirt for me to stop for awhile, and i have yet to restart.

and here i go, talking of nothing. situation normal. because you see, i have a secret. the truth is...

i'm shy, and i'm unique. you'll never meet someone quite like me. i don't know how to talk to people, i don't know how to act in a group, i don't listen to advice, i love things i'm supposed to hate. there's something about me that's just not quite right...
but, that's me! live with it.

xxo.

good girls go bad

and we're off; the sharing begins.

a blog about love.
a blog about peace.
a blog about fashion.
a blog about art.
a blog about anything you want it to be about.
here, we discuss. here, we learn.
i want this to be a place where people can go to talk about what they want to talk about. or just read about my pointless reasoning. i want this to be somewhere where people can forget their lives for a bit. not have to think about the economic crisis, or having to go to work, or how they're going to feed their children. i want this to be someone's hope for the future. their dream for tomorrow.
i'd decided i was going to skip the introduction speech; so much for that. i figured no one would read it. then i thought i might as well take a chance. i want people reading to know about me, to know who i am, to make this site more personalized.

i'm no robot; i'm just a girl trying to make a difference in the world;
as small as it may be.


sharing views, moving forward.


would it be rude to straight away start talking about myself? i'll take the chance.
these past few days i've taken to looking at clothes online, thinking that if i bought new clothes, i could sort out the disaster that is currently my closet. out with the old, in with the new. though it never tends to go like that. it goes more like, in with the new, and the old stay. i can never throw anything away. as soon as it's gone, i immediately want it back.



it's so true; you only want what you can't have.
i'll love you and leave you, and pray you come back to read more.
xxo.