sábado, 27 de febrero de 2010

"This… ‘stuff’? Oh… okay. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select out, oh I don’t know, that lumpy blue sweater, for instance, because you’re trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don’t know is that that sweater is not just blue, it’s not turquoise, it’s not lapis, it’s actually cerulean. You’re also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar De La Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves St Laurent, wasn’t it, who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of 8 different designers. Then it filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic casual corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and so it’s sort of comical how you think that you’ve made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you’re wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room. From a pile of stuff."
-Miranda Priestly ( Devil wears prada)

viernes, 26 de febrero de 2010

1. Nunca pidas perdon por actuar bajo tus instinto. Escuchar a tu cuerpo- y despues actuar seun lo que sentiste- es la marxca de las personas heroicas.

2. Nunca pidas perdon por las lagrima que derramaste. Llorrar limpia el alma.

3. Nunca pidas perdon por pedir algo que necesitas. La respuesta a cad pregunta que no preguntes siempre va a ser no.

jueves, 25 de febrero de 2010

Its over today. The heat is gone, time is gone.F for fake. I feel no wrong, hide no wrong. I love this place, the lights under this face, so dry. Only way to change, give yourself away, Don't be ashamed, next in line. Close one eye, just walk by. In these days, Im breathing stone, crying alone. Ill win this race. Ill leave alone, arrive alone. Love this place, the lights under this face, so dry. Stripped to the bone, I did no wrong. Truth is my name, give yourself away. F for fake, give yourself away

miércoles, 24 de febrero de 2010

"A veces me tomo baños de inversion asi pretendo estar en una pelicula de Sofia Coppola"

lunes, 22 de febrero de 2010

"Rousseau says,If we assume man has been corrupted by an artificial civilization, what is the natural state? The state of nature from which he has been removed? Imagine wandering up and down the forest, without industry, without speech and without home.’”