Black and white in winter 2012
Location: Museum of Modern Art (MoMA), New York City
3rd December 2012
Dazzling, enchanting, sophisticated and elegant for a White Christmas by Ralph Lauren.
Location: Ralph Lauren House, Madison Avenue, New York City
I easily spent three days stroding up and down the streets of Manhattan to gaze and dream about the gorgeous Christmas lightings and elaborately decorated manequins of the shop windows.
It’s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas.
Location: Fifth Avenue and Madison Avenue, New York City
To those of you who are feeling a little burnt or hopeless out there, and to those of us who have no clue on what’s going on with the love - just get up and try.
Ever wonder about what he’s doing
How it all turned to lies
Sometimes I think that it’s better to never ask why
Where there is desire
There is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame
Someone’s bound to get burned
But just because it burns
Doesn’t mean you’re gonna die
You’ve gotta get up and try try try
Gotta get up and try try try
You gotta get up and try try try
Eh, eh, eh
Funny how the heart can be deceiving
More than just a couple times
Why do we fall in love so easy
Even when it’s not right
Ever worried that it might be ruined
And does it make you wanna cry?
When you’re out there doing what you’re doing
Are you just getting by?
Tell me are you just getting by by by
Gotta get up and try try try
Artist: Pink
Album: The Truth About Love
Songwriters: Pink, Michael Busbee
The City of Love Angels in 4x4 // Thanksgivings 2012
Matcha Latte, Urth Caffe
Lace Collar Dress, Century City
Macarons, Bottega Louie
Chris Burden’s Urban Light, LACMA
Chocolate Lava Cake and Croissant Bread Pudding, Chaya Downtown
Brunch, Little Next Door
Melrose Avenue
The Grove
The Tree, the Santa, and the Reindeers, The Grove
I am thankful in Thanksgiving for it’s Christmas soon.
Macarons in colors and thanksgivings // Bottega Louie, Los Angeles 2012
Urban Light by Chris Burden
Location: LACMA, Los Angeles
November Rain
It began with a drizzle today with raindrops trickling down the window pane. I hear the sound of rain hitting my pink umbrella and I smell the scent of rain that signals the beginning of winter.
The cold wind blows, the leaves of trees fell and scattered. I feel the the cold rain water rushing in to the corner of the roads and streaming between my toes as I stepped into the puddle of water.
And as my face turns chilly pink and lips turn pale in the gray and dreamy atmosphere, this feeling of first sweet shyness came gently by with the November rain.
Picture credits to thehighestheels.tumblr.com
Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
Location: Waikiki Beach, Hawai’i
