Rouge

Just a super quick preview of another collaboration with Paulina that took place this past weekend.

I've spent my day trying not to fall asleep in an obvious manner during classes, honestly don't understand people who can run on 3 hours of sleep consistently. Props to them, as my brain has taken a trip to a place I do not know as a result of my unknowing jaunt to sleeplessvile (population 1)

Anywhoo, the best part of my day was my nap, playing with a Canon that I was graciously lent to me for the night.

The possibilities that lie in my brain cavity far outnumber the 2 hours I spent trying delving into settings and their results.

In other news I am currently missing The XX concert that is being held tonight, I am not sure why I decided to act all responsible who wants to go out on a school night, but I wholly regret it! 

If I'm A Lyric, Baby You Can Be the Note - Record That

Scarf (on head) - Calvin Klein

Dress - Diane von Furstenburg 

Shoes - to be updated 

As I get older, and the parties I get invited to have more serious dress codes, pleasing others becomes a bigger nuisance. I am always conflicted between fitting in with what others wish I would wear, and what I want to wear.

If I'm being frank, when I spend time day dreaming on what to wear I envision myself in a short slinky number. I really really think want to get that 'hot damn' look. But if I'm being honest, I want comfort!

There is nothing worse than being an uncomfortable well dressed mess. 

For myself the cheekily short dress will turn into a faux pas as soon as you're seated next to someone of an older, and more proper generation.

Furthermore, there is something about the implicit longevity that this dress will have in my closet that I love.

Because it had such a tricky neckline (read I didn't know how to handle the one arm situation), I decided to look for a scarf to wrap around my head. The only stipulation in my mind, was that it should look like it was molten, wrapped around my head straight from a foundry (although if you've watched Game of Thrones, you know that's not a very good idea)

The shoes are men's #shameless, I think I have come to a resolution with my feet; and it does not include pain and suffering, those two do not encourage mad crazy dancing.

Anyway, I wore this to one of my super super good friends debut's; more to come on that later. 

PS - Go listen to SURE THING by Miguel, I think I've pestered  everyone I know to listen to it.

Images taken by - Zhina

Edited by Me

Crawlway - Cellerage: Everything Is Fun When You Are A Few Feet Under

Realizing that I forgot to do an outfit details list for this project.

Shirt : Manish Arora

Dress (worn as skirt): H&M

Shoes: Bata Men's Shoes

I am also wondering why people think that basements are places where dirty things happen and occur.

Okay, they're either storage, entertainment centres or party central!

My own experiences with basements are supremely limited - I spent a good chunk of my life in houses that were built in places that did not facilitate cellerage.

So I've always been fascinated with what people keep and do in their basements; escpecially those who have lived in the same house all their lives.

Subcutaneous Fat Deposits

No, my title has nothing to do with anything at all; but I feel that we should all be aware of the word 'subcutaneous'.

What I really wanted to delve into today was facial expression.

Personally I don't know what my expressions are, so these images are an exploration into the looks that cloak my thoughts (even though I really couldn't tell you what I was thinking for my life!) I have had people tell me that I am staring them down, others think I do not know how to frown (you know who you are...). I am always caught off guard by such comments.

But even more so by the power of a single facial expression; the coordination of goodness knows how  many muscles to express in silence. I mean I'm sure we have all done it; assumed that someone is mean, or a total tool because of how their face is set.

Which after some thought is kind of dumb and a bit narcissistic because it's based on the assumption that their facial expression is for YOU.

Unless of course it is for you......

I think the only thing greater than a single facial expression; is eye talk powers. You know how girls communicate with just their eyeballs, and a whole conversation can take place in a matter of seconds? [of course you do, nod and say yes}

I worked with one of my friends, for these shots. His approach is focused on real life - in time - personal moment shots.

Which meant that posing was out of la fenêtre in order to avoid super awkward silences.

I have to say that on this particular Friday, after a small while of photoshop tutorial watching and editing, I appreciate the people who, from time to time, venture behind their lenses for me.

I've been hit with ten exam papers in the last  days; my grey matter is amazingly frazzled/frizzled. Dunno if that last one is even an existing word (clearly mylinated neurons are useless when one is sleep deprived - or just depraved)

Anyway, I am not going to bother you normal folk with boring nerd talk.

Happy Friday

It's Not About Glory

Some supremely blurry shots coming at you! This was my original method (before I coaxed people around me to add photographer to their skill set.) 

The camera sitch needs to be fixed; the more I am exposed to other proper DSLR's the more I realize the importance of pixels, ISO etc...

Just taking some time to fool around on Photoshop CS6.

Honestly one of the biggest learning curves that I have encountered thus far in life.

But everything good is not easy; or at least that's what I keep telling myself.

You Just Keep Shining On And On Through My Time

More shots coming at you from what I did with Paulina!

I am still in love with the efffects that light can have. 

These shots were the first few that we took.

What basically happened was that I moved when I was supposed to be 'rock steady' still, I had to remind myself that I was wearing a super duper short item. 

This resulted in my looking like a two headed, four limbed mythical creature

The real topic of this post should however be the amazing live version of Words You Shouldn't Believe by Nell.

Those guitar riffy things (ohh, I know my guitar terminology is far too technical) had me reminding myself that only fishes should have gaping mouth holes....Like is this for real? How can this much flawlessness be live? How are his vocal chords to versatile, seriously? but the real question is How can it be so far away from me?

I know that alot of people feel that the future of music is something that can't even be thought of cheerily as a future, to them I say stop listening to North American English music.

Heck, turn off the top fourty and find some underground.

When it comes to my own music listening adventures I try and apply a rule (not really, more a statement) off thumb. 

Struggle breeds amazingness; there is a reason that necessity is the mother of innovation.

That and "Mo money more problems". 

With that I am off to sleep, hopefully this time I can dream of something other than integrals.

Bijoux,

Akoyi

PS - Take a listen to this boat load of deepness!

(Lyrics can be found here)