we were never being boring, we dressed up and fought

During the Cold War of the 1950s, American spies were issued eyeglasses with thick, clunky frames. If captured, they were trained to chew the curved earpieces, where fatal doses of cyanide were cast inside the plastic. It's these same horn-rimmed suicide glasses that inspired the look of Buddy Holly and Elvis Costello. All those young hipsters wearing death on their nose. - Outtake from Snuff by Chuck Palahniuk

I knew it all along. So that's why I've been so moody lately! Well well, this picture is from a club opening last Friday. Could be from any Friday though, sheer mesh stuff has taken over my wardrobe and now I need to get more black lace bras to wear underneath. Luckily there will never be a shortage of beautiful black lace bras unlike money which tends to drag itself into oblivion. Whaddyaknow, I accidentally shopped today's drinking money, which is OK I guess because I hate beer and the whole night would just be about ignoring people who I don't want to ignore but I have to and then I start to feel like shit and cry because I might not have as long as I thought and I shouldn't be focusing my energy on things like that, you know? Whatever, yesterday was great, I went somewhere and listened to happy sounds and then my blood sugar dropped which made me cry. That's what happens to me mostly in my life, I tend to cry everywhere I go. Not even kidding.

Today I bought really 70s Sonia Rykiel trousers, and thought about getting black jeans because I don't want to and that's why I should. I also got nice a belt and oversized Max Mara blazer that is 80% pure hemp and I learned a new material knit, Rhovylon. Sounds horrible but the shirt looks really cool, like Acne's basic stuff etc. Oh and this week I also got Zara's Rick Owens inspired jacket from second hand, I L O V E it and I can't imagine what it would be like to own a real RO jacket. I would probably D I E. This must be the most uninspired piece of text I've written in my whole life by the way...I should probably do my math class homework now. Kirsten Owen and 90s Vogues are cool.

Photo by Miika Saksi

What you don't understand you can make mean anything

This was my high school arts diploma. I got a four out of five, it's based on a book by Chuck Palahniuk, Diary. And today I've had such a shitty day you won't believe it so what's better than running to library and getting Snuff, the new book and some soy chocolate ice cream. Alright, I know I should be catching up with history books and fashion weeks but..

Every morning I carefully choose my black clothes, the fit, the lenght, the material mix has to be right and everything and it works except that I don't have good gloves (got drunk, got taxi) or a nice trademark fedora anymore because I've borrowed it around to boys with bigger heads than me. So basically every morning I have to finish my outfits with something ugly AND IT MAKES ME ANGRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

don't have to be beautiful but it helps

Iphone pictures! And my new shoes! Pura Lopez from sale, 129 euros. That makes me think twice do I want to go out tonight, because it costs and I guess it's a good thing that shoes have this type of influence on me. Have you noticed how alcohol tends to ruin shoes? Shoes shoes shoes gay...I have given away so many pairs because they slip off my feet (Bernhard Willhelm, bstore, 300 dollar shoes...don't lose weight...) or because they are too small (I got them in middle school. Try not to grow.) And it feels so nice to have a working shoe collection, if half of them weren't in need of A&E. I have gotten super amazing clothes recently for so little, everything from mesh to leather tops and that vest in my last photobooth post. New Pet Shop Boys single is awesome aswell! And I've been doing lots and lots of laundry, because it's holiday. Holiday..maybe I do want to go out tonight..maybe. So everyone could see my new stuff. We all want to be loved. I got a dirty white leather bracelet thing! How post-rock of me. How trend whory. But I like it and it was 2 euros from second hand, so who gives a damn. Well actually I do know some people who would but hey, I can type too.

I'd really love to break your heart

Belle de Nuit
Vogue Paris, August 2004
Photo I&V Styling Emmanuelle Alt Model Hannnelore Knuts
scanned by Kanna @ tFS

Tomorrow I'm picking up some basic kick-ass shoes. I can't wait I can't wait! NYFW, I've been thinking that Ohne Titel is good and that though EVERYTHING is too Balmain/Givenchy/Lang/Sander/Owens/wherever they got their inspiration from, I like it. Preen, Wang, I like it. And I like it that some obscure faces are doing a comeback on the runways, such as Knuts here and Anne Catherine Lacroix. In fact, I've grown quite an instrest in late 90s early 00s models. It's good, I can't wait for Paris and what Costa and Simons can deliver under Klein and Sanders. I can't wait for heavy, costly magazines. I can't wait to clean my clothing piles and custom stuff and see Lang collections from years back and learn history and read Palahniuk and I can't wait for summer but I don't want it to become too fast since every moment these days is magical and I can't have them back. I can't wait to be in my 20s, 30s, 40s, 50s. I can't wait to see IAMX again. My new shoes tomorrow, I want to shorten one of my velvet dresses and make wonders with the sleeves and go out. I can't wait to borrow my friend's sister's see-through outer space dress because it's a see-through dress with a hood and solar system print?!?! That is hard to top. Really hard. Dresses like that make it all worth it. All the silly tears after a great night out...the perfect taste that leaves your mouth, the vodka tongue that spits it out...all my life I've wasted for this.

I can't believe that you would fall for all the crap in this song

Happy Valentine's Day!

Picture from www.atahti.blogspot.com

she must be a post-modern sleaze

So, in these days, when I'm supposed to be gratuading from high school, I'm being asked what do I want to become in the future. I have decided that from now on I'm firmly going to answer that I want to be the editor-in-chief of Vogue Paris. I know it's far-fetched but without having a goal it's kinda difficult to score. Paul Arden is a wonderful read but let me tell you a story about a school trip back in 9th grade when styling was just a distant dream. I was constantly picked and bullied in middle school and even though I had close friends, I just happened to be the laughing stock of the whole huge school, a society of its own. So when in that trip we had a night activity consisting of voting who would you trust your money on, who is the mother figure of the class and so on, we also had the who would you let to choose your clothes category, it might've even used the word stylist. I won. With a vast majority. I remember a guy who would daily mock me saying well I don't like how she dresses but if she wouldn't pick me her clothes then... and later I thought, fuck, if these cruel school children would let me do that then the real adult world can't possibly hold something against me that I couldn't handle somehow. Yeah. So that's the story and now I'm dressing for the part.

but your silver skin soothes my aching curses and reminds me that you're worth it

These are just some pictures that have been inspiring me lately. I love Lou Doillon, when I grow up I want to be as talented and cool as her or as ravishing as Lara and Maria Carla. And now for life stories: I've destroyed most of my gorgeus shoes meaning cobbler here's hundred euros for you and yeah he not may care about my personality but I hope under those eyes I look beautiful. In other words, nothing new, just sad and predictable stuff as always. I would just like to remind you that some people have bushfires in their countries...



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If I had a time machine, I'd use it only to get back to you. Wouldn't you? Wouldn't you do the same for me?

Welcome to free DINOSAURUXIA in-store gig at Pitkämies, Kolmas Linja 17 this Saturday at 4pm! I'd love to see you there! I'd love to everyone to hear fascinating sounds and beautiful voices...that's what we need in this cold, cold world...you will feel happier clicking this, if you haven't tried time traveling yet.





DINOSAURUXIA photographed by me, clothes courtesy of Antti Asplund

Do you ever feel like you take yourself too seriously?

picture from http://ayabrace.blogspot.com/ xxx FAG YOU! 30.1.2009

“If everything seems under control, you're just not going fast enough.” Mario Andretti