Wednesday, June 17, 2009


day two hundred ninety eight

more cleaning? this isn't even my room =\


day two hundred ninety seven

cleaning ; kinda . .


day two hundred ninety six

the crowd leaving hangover -- one hilarious movie!


day two hundred ninety five

insubordination? kiss my ass . .


day two hundred ninety four

my millzie made it up to me =]


day two hundred ninety three

happy graduation party to me!


day two hundred ninety two

po's so eco-friendly . .

Tuesday, June 2, 2009


day two hundred ninety one

fucking around with the web cam. why? because i'm still iphone-less.

fml . .


day two hundred ninety

mama i made it!


day two hundred eighty nine

test run!

peep the outfit in the background =]


day two hundred eighty eight

waiting for mike to pick up his drunk and hot girl from applebee's.


day two hundred eighty seven

my new six-gauge shit!


day two hundred eighty six

left over tempura shrimp and sweet tea for breakfast will definitely fuck your stomach up =\


day two hundred eighty five

lots of blood =[


day two hundred eighty four

PB&J = comfort food after a bad doctor's appointment =[


day two hundred eighty three

some bitch's fucked up tracks is definitely not what i want to see on memorial day..


day two hundred eighty two

lunch breaks on betsey's steps =]


day two hundred eighty one

zie finally fixed my shoes =]


day two hundred eighty

the sneaker mural is going strong.


day two hundred seventy nine

customize your life event at adidas.

my zie was there!


day two hundred seventy eight

late night cab rides home after inventory.


day two hundred seventy seven

only in soho would you find old fruits and vegetables in a box on the subway platform.


day two hundred seventy six

i get special notes on the board at work--thanks nati!


day two hundred seventy five

new ten-gauge horse shoes =]


day two hundred seventy four

he works hard for the money <3


day two hundred seventy three

farewell gary =[


day two hundred seventy two

drinking in the cut . .

Thursday, May 28, 2009


day two seventy one

polanco had some crazy sales!


day two hundred seventy

the round table . .


day two hundred sixty nine

missimg him =[


day two hundred sixty eight

mother's day breakfast dishes.


day two hundred sixty seven

mother's day flowers, set up a day early for her.


i know, i know. i'm never around. for some reason, i have a life now? i've been working non-stop, finals are finally over, mike and i are doing good as an us, the fibromyalgia is at a point where i may be put on medication, and graduation is in four days. when things start to settle down, i'll officially be back in business..

Wednesday, May 13, 2009


day two hundred sixty six

such a diva, i know . .


day two hundred sixty five

Tuesday, May 12, 2009


day two hundred sixty four

omg poodle skirts!

Monday, May 11, 2009


day two hundred sixty three

my moni baby . .


day two hundred sixty two

the new hair ; again . .

Monday, May 4, 2009


quote of the day

if you live to be a hundred, i want to live to be a hundred minus one day so i never have to live without you. - a. a. milne

Sunday, May 3, 2009


day two hundred sixty one

my baby sister is the absolute cutest!


day two hundred sixty

new hair color. again.

*and more is coming--very soon.


dat two hundred fifty nine

my sick ass made oatmeal =[


day two hundred fifty eight

adidas got got for some jeans.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009


my bitch jasmin! she got recruited for the kid robot s/s look book.
i miss you at betsey, mi amor! i'm soo coming to visit at agent provocateur.


day two hundreed fifty seven

haagen-dasz bar!


day two hundred fifty six

alvern's attempt to discretely pop his booty to a beyonce song.

Monday, April 27, 2009


so i'm not officially back from my hiatus, i'm just posting pictures from the two birthday events and updating my project 365 before it backs up on me. there's a lot going on, which is why i haven't been around. i'll eventually speak on it.

so joya's birthday party:

nakeya's dope girl exhibit for her birthday:

don't miss me too much . .