More looks

Begin posting some looks

Zipia look of the day. Maybe this won’t work for me.

But the inspiration is there nonetheless.

Realization — harder than I thought

Writing for a living is a lot harder than I imagined. I think it is completely essential to start reading, reading, and reading every day to keep up and build both my vocabulary and creativity. Geez.

Writing everyday in this vehicle wouldn’t hurt either. I’ll include a sample press release I’ve written later when I actually write a fabulous one haha. So far, they have gone through rigorous edits, and are not up to par.

Inspiration for the red carpet

…for when I’m ever on the red carpet hah. Got inspired to look up some looks from Dunhill’s Fall 2010 collection after seeing pictures from a ‘Red Carpet’ themed semi-formal at UNR. Thanks, Charleston.

Again

I think it’s time…to start P90x again…
the problem is that I don’t have enough hours in a day.

Pet peeves

Every day I am challenged at Brandsoul, my internship. I am constantly learning, which is a good thing. This is seriously, the first job I have ever had that required me to actually use my brain. I am very amazed! And shocked! Life gets no easier after college, let me tell you.

Aside from that, I just looked back over a cover letter that my friend had edited for me. He said it was fine and printed it out. I foolishly believed him. After looking over it again today out of curiosity, I found it filled with typos in the most obvious places. What the FFFF?! This was supposed to go to my #1 choice in internship right now – that he incidentally works for. Life was not designed to be fair. It was designed to be cut throat and vicious. At least that is what American society dictates it should be. That is why we are so successful. Though with this whole escapade, I am left so disappointed and aggravated that this had to happen. No wonder I have not heard back from them even though it is their busy season and my resume kicks serious ass.

Alas, one good thing did come from this discovery. I can now add ‘typos’ to one of my major pet peeves in life.

What defines an artist?

I am not sure if this is a sign of virtue or an indication for a lack of artistry. Today was a glorious, sunny 60 degrees in Seattle, so Linda and I decided to walk from 1st & Pike in Downtown all the way to Market Street in Ballard. We saw a lot of really neat things along the way from gardens, sculptures, parks, industrial landscapes, and even a river. I became inspired and awestruck from all these treasures hiding under my nose from living in this city for the past five years. In actuality, I should have taken pictures of them instead of trying to paint a mental illustration through words (although at some point I might try to recreate this adventure again and get those pictures to you). Why did I not take pictures of this journey? Because I did not feel the need to bring my camera. Why did I not want to bring my camera? Because I knew I probably was not going to use it any way. We ended up walking at a fairly quick pace through all of these sights and looked at things without standing still. I made sure to take in the scenery, but we barely stopped to “smell the roses.”

This drives my curiosity and peaks draws me to question whether not going slow and savoring the things around me was a bad quality. I know people always preach that you should take in your surroundings and appreciate what you have. It is implies you are an artistic person, taking the time to love and pull out things that require observation and inner reflection for hours on end. At least this is what I imagine the great artists of the past doing.

Though by rampaging through, I actually feel a lot more accomplished than I believe I would have otherwise. I am the type of person who likes to conquer. By having visited and discovered these lovely locations, I can now add them as another notch on my belt. Pictures are pretty, but I am more into living the moment itself. Even if it is fleeting, I can say that I am no longer ignorant. Does this indicate a more strategic and competitive mind? Am I not an artist? Does this mean I am more attune to a traveler, a vagabond who desires the art of the move? I would like to think so, at least. That is the romantic notion that will help me sleep at night in sight of my rivals.

Fear

Another earthquake in China…
it’s only a matter of time before Seattle is next.

I have said it for the record, and yes, I am afraid.

I think it’s time to move onto more sophisticated vehicles for blogging. It’s going to be hard letting go of Livejournal, but I think WordPress can go a long way. The only downside is the customization issues — though I’ll figure it all out soon enough.

VAGUE ENTRY ALERT

I am feeling stifled once again. What does the future hold for me here with these continuing obligations that keep me grounded. I want to fly – goddammit. Let me be free to roam as I please and pray my dreams are realized on the journey I embark on. Am I thinking too idealistically again? Am I once more stuck in a pipe dream? I suppose success stems from dreams, and dreams are never easily achieved. Thus I should keep persisting. I just don’t appreciate others around me winning their pot of gold while I am here still struggling for answers to the simplest questions.