Marianne Faithfull, COMME CI COMME CA...the woods... Chic AF.

Namaste.

A few weeks back I was at East Village Book Shop just off avenue A looking through photos as I had already picked out my book (yes I fake read, its chic and you should try it) . I came across a Marianne Faithfull photograph. She was sitting in the back of a cab looking, you guessed it: chic af. It was a gorgeously cliche moment: me -  a self absorbed girl in her early 20s, rifling through a twee shop by Tompkins Square Park drooling over a fantasy of an it girl of decades passed. All fantasy, all mythology, all bullshit. Totally makes my life worth living. if you don't get it- sucks to be you. find your swag. 

Anyways I didn't buy the photo because it was like $10 and I'm pitching my pennies but I just got paid so If I see it again I just might. Here's some snippets from my life the past few weeks.. my boyfriend "KISS"
filmed a music video and the SD cards were effing full, but I managed to document a few things.... comme ci comme ca...... 

1. OOPS! LOVELY DAY, MAY HAVE GOTTEN A LIL TOO WASTED.  
Ugh I die, you gotta love this vibe. 
lolz. basically I had a lovely day with Kiss in le city walking all over midtown to downtown. But then at like 7pm Kiss bought vodka. And then after one flask of vodka he bought another! and this tends to be either a recipe for success or total disaster for moi. 

....here i am posing about 3 1/2 shots in. see, i tried to pace myself but I have been doing fauxbriety lately which means many things but mostly that I just have been drinking way less and not drugging at all basically. So I'm a lightweight now! 
This is my friend I'll call "Walter". There's a whole story I don't care to get into... but basically I ended up losing his debit card! LOL. Not funny but very funny. I'm sorry Walter!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
Kiss was def annoyed with me at this moment. People have got to stop being embarrassed by selfies!
Moi "acting"...


2. HOnestly, I dont really remember what I was doing this day... looks like bumming around Brooklyn and  Manhattan. 
OOTD: ruffle shorts, hipster-vintage-girl jacket, tights, prayer beads, chanel, ballet flats, (skinny angle).
(unflattering angle) on le subway platform.... 

times square baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 2020

somewhere between there and Washington square park, I stopped in a Housing Works thrift shop and got a sequin "Joan Rivers Brand" blazer for $10. 
*outfit change*  bisoubisou
I remember there were lots of teenage girls doing little photoshoots at the park it was absolutely adorable ! they were flexing and being so self conscious at the same time. this one little group was all sharing one cigarette and taking turns trying on a 70's wedding dress by the skater area of the park. 



3. PSEUDO RAGER IN PHILLY....
moi........ also look how cute my new roommates cat is! I die. 
moiiiiiiii...... again
and again! in my living room. 
oui. oui. bitch. 
ok so basically i ended up at a little party in Philly (where I've never really been before) with a bunch of  friends I hadn't seen in ages from New York. C'est la vie. 
les surf gang...........

no comment. 

no comment. 
keep rolling................................................ poor miss iconica. 




..... kiss. 

very chic outfit. 


Socialite camera whores. chicness. 

there are many more photos of this evening but i just dont have it in me. i feel like i need wilderness rehab. 

I think I wasn't in the right mindset to be traveling anywhere but everyone was very lovely. just... enjoy the pics. My brain has been really scrambled the past few weeks but I'm re-centering and honestly trying to keep manifesting the things I want because it has been working. If you care to help-  chant "World Peace" ,"Blog" ,"Money" , or "Job" - thats what Ill be chanting this week, 

My food post that everyone has been requesting  is almost done but its pretty shit.....

my fauxbriety one will be here in a few weeks. Comment if you have any other suggestions but  I think I'm gonna try and stick to more boring life updates and on the go pics while I get those posts out. 

good energy to all. bisou bisou. 

namaste.






























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