I could bang my head on the keyboard and it would more interesting than anything else I have going on. . . . .
Lately, I've been feeling very moody and I can't seem to pinpoint exactly why. I'm turning this style blog into a style diary, so thanks for putting up with my descent into sadness, I blame seasonal depression. I've really done some damage (or coping) with a tremendous amount of retail therapy and I'm actually feeling better about the day, with some new goodies in my closet. Like every other "self-centered millennial", my self-worth and esteem is tethered very precariously to my possessions. The first step in overcoming adversity, is admitting you have a problem. Sometimes, I wake up and I have really hard time practicing what I preach: self love, self acceptance, self encouragement. This month is portended to be one of those times. So, I revert back to the tired and true method of pretending to be more powerful than I am in the hopes that I'll believe it. I'm a super hero and my power is confidence and I'm saving myself before I save Metropolis. I finally got the opportunity to shoot at the Walt Disney Concert hall--a favorite of almost every LA style blogger--the object of my fancy since it was first erected in Downtown. I'm obsessed with the slopes and curves of the building, how it mimics the motion of music. It's the perfect backdrop to unveil my super persona. I embraced the architectural structure by wearing a Finders Keepers neoprene skirt that I found on a thrift store adventure with my best friend. It still had the tags and everything: little victories should always be celebrated.
ALL PHOTO BY MaQUIS SCOTT