Reality Bites… not really, but I do love the movie. :)
holy fuck dolce vita
You are killing me with all these amazing shoes.
I will not spend.I will not spend.I will not spend. I will not spend.
This makes me happy.
(via fashionistaa)
Yay! I’ll be working one of the booths! Should be fun :)
Hell yess. Samantha Jones.
(via clothesandcoffee)
(via clothesandcoffee)
(via clothesandcoffee)
Does anyone know what house this is?
Only the house where my favorite show is filmed!
Californication!
I am obsessed. It’s all filmed in my neighborhood, and this house is just a few blocks from mine.
I never though I’d say that I have a crush on David Duchovny.
Noah’s Bagel had doggie bagels by the cash register. 49 cents is a small price to pay for this look of gratitude.
LA, LA, big city of dreams…
This city, it’s so funny. So unique. No where else will you find another like it. Full of families and transients, fallen dreams and bright young stars. It can be your best friend or your worst enemy.
If you let it.
I chose to dig in my heels, to not give in to the loneliness and feeling of isolation that accompanied my move to Los Angeles almost 4 years ago. Because stronger than either of those feelings was one of elation, of exploration, of adventure. Anything was (is) possible.
There are millions of people in this little ole desert town. It’s easy to get lost. But not you know yourself, you are never lost. Pushing yourself outside of your comfort zone is never easy. If it was we would all be skydivers, circus performers, stunt pilots, and deep sea divers. Going outside your comfort zone is.. well, UN comfortable. But to really feel accomplishment and satisfaction, I believe it is of utmost importance.
So… what do YOU want to do? Move to Italy? Possible! Learn French? Possible! Meet new people? Possble! Lose 10 pounds? Possible! Take yoga classes? Possible!
But none of this is possible if you don’t DO it. If you don’t push yourself, at least a little. Do it.
You”ll be so happy you did.
Most regrets in life are of things we did NOT do.
xoxoxo
What’s up, stud?
I studded a hoodie of mine the other day. My bf laughed at me when I told him. I don’t blame him, it does conjure up images of angsty Avril Levigne, no?
But, 200 silver studs and 10 sore fingers later, I think it looks awesome.
I know he’s jealous I have a studded hoodie and he doesn’t.
