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Which world to step in ? Keep steppin'. 
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Azealia Banks – 1991

Girl, knows how it flows. xo

Director – Justin Mitchell / Editor – Jeffrey McHale / Produced by: Dilated Pixels

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In preparation of fall/winter 2012, all I can do is hold on a bit longer to summer. Although, I am more than happy for the breeze and stimulation of new beginnings in fall, there is a part of me that wants to keep the chill vibes throughout September. After painting walls all summer, sipping Arnold Palmers, and being blown out of my mind by West or East coast sunsets, my heart is still riding the waves. Here is a fast forward into the New Waves of Fall.

 fa l l   // 2 0 1 2

stained & painted drips

dazed & confused sept 2012 issue / Guerrino Santulliana dressed in Christophe Lemaire fw12

dirty creamy whites &  fading autumn colors/prints

 



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I’ve been listening none stop to these two awesome playlists.

1) BRENNAN GREEN / UPTOWN REGGAE MIX via  testpressing.org

2) A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S JAM / ASSEMBLY NEW YORK via azy-listen.tumblr.com

Jam ‘on / while summer’s here. 

 

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Just a reminder, no matter how “perfect” things may seem, sometimes barbie gets her ass thrown in the sand. Fxck the superficial,

photo by nicole van straatum

shit happens.

 

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Beyond the pavement & dirt clogged air particles of NY

Over the mountains and meadows of the vast US

I revisit my native coast,     C    a   l   i

 lake tahoe, ca

oakland, ca (Highway 13)

 More photos to come… Here are some thought/s: 

There is something so enriching about the nostalgic vibes that soar through my soul while I rest back home. In  gapping walls and windows of reflection, I see into myself. More importantly, I hear the calling from the universe as a co-creator among the devine. The universe reminds me, while in California, I am grounded back to my earthy fashion.  I hear bodies of water moving, and I can feel the blood streaming through my entire body. There is a magical realem I sneak off to, an explosion of infinite possiblities and growth. My health is made aware and I become as vitially important as the form of the world itself. I remember to nourish my heart with joy, my body with nutrients, and my soul with the pleasure of knowledge & surrend to the unknown.

I am reminded of the knowledge of ancient cultures, contemporary sub-cultures, and the awareness of self.

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