A short list of resolutions for 2012:
1. Be healthier (lose weight, cook paleo, do more yoga)
2. Donate time, money, energy to those less fortunate
3. Buy less; save more
4. Change that which doesn’t make me happy or fulfilled
5. Move back to LA
6. Visit home more often
7. Collect new stamps (London, Egypt, South America, China)
8. Reunite with old friends
9. Play basketball
10. Live life. Laugh often. Love whole-heartedly.
some of my favorite memories are of driving up hwy9 with my boys… the occasional jerk of the stick shift. hair whipping back and forth with the convertible top down. heater on full blast to combat the january chill. we’d wind up the side of the mountain to see san francisco shimmering in all its beauty over 40 miles away. we’d laugh the careless laugh that only teenagers without a care in the world could laugh. they’d smoke their marlboro reds and blow second-hand smoke downwind so i wouldn’t die an early death. we were family, united by rebellion and youthful angst against families that loved us too much. little could we fathom the real life stresses that would come hurtling our way just a few short years later…
When Natasha Poly walks into a room, all time/space/life is nonexistent except for her. The woman is unbelievably striking and beautiful… #GIRLCRUSH.
Karolina and Natasha backstage at Alexander Wang fall/winter 2011.
HCG+noshopping for 21 days. Most epic detox of my life. If I’m not dead (or a complete and utter bitch) by the end, I’m treating myself to something great. Maybe these Loubies (in white) since I’ve been eyeing them foreeever.
Source: Lynda Latner & Yael Kanter
2012
Franklin Street Loft by Jane Kim Design
Wang can do no wrong.
D R E A M .
how fucking beautiful is this? love you two and i hope you make beautiful happa babies soon. xx
He told me he was in love with me at a drag show in Portland. He was slightly drunk, his eyes glazed over with a happy sloppy smile plastered his face. His aunt had ordered me a drink but demanded the bartender to make it ‘light’. She knew my aversion to alcohol, or rather my body’s extreme intolerance of it. I’m not sure the bartender listened to her because I felt a light buzz float around my head like a halo.
The lights were bright. The strobe lights streaming each and every way, making the atmosphere gaudy and glorious. Cheesy 80’s and 90’s power ballads pulsated through the bar and into the crowd, people jeered and clapped in unison as these strong, amazon women danced on stage. Their bejeweled gowns and shimmered skin caught the reflections of the strobe lights, and they glowed. They glowed like fucking stars and if you looked close enough, you could see the caked on make up sweat on their upper lip. They were amazing and strangely beautiful. They almost seemed untouchable.
‘I need to tell you something’ He said. I took a sip of my drink. I could barely hear him over the music. ‘I think I’m in love with you.’ Deep down, I knew that there was a good chance he was in love with me. It was palpable between us, and I knew it without either of us even having to say it. But he said it anyway. A declaration. And what I remember the most was how shy and thrilled he was to tell me. I could see the flush in his cheeks even with the flashing lights. He was pink.
We have both had our unfortunate relationships in the past with liars, the selfish, the cruel and the downright bad. And as most people who get let down by the ‘definition’ of how a relationship is supposed to be, it clings to you like a second-skin. Unflinchingly and wickedly. Loving someone is a cruel gamble. You give more than you take, and you offer more than what you really have. You give in. But sometimes I catch his reflection, or I catch him in the corner of my eye and I’m realizing what I’m so grateful for.
A chance to prove the past wrong and that being a hopeless romantic will never be a bad thing. Ever.
The image that spawned my (now) insane Chanel le vernis nail colour collection. Our medicine closet has upwards of 20-30 bottles…
HAWAII BOUND FOR NEW YEARS. surf+sun+tuna poke+everything at morimotos+shaved ice. all a girl needs in life.
