BACK TO THE BOOKS

Thursday was officially my first day of school being a senior.

It feels so weird to say that. lol

I can't believe three whole years of college have really passed me by!

Where has the friggin' time gone?!!?!

Though I am {partially} glad school's back in session,

I know this quarter's load of intense creative writing classes combined

with an ancient African history class will be quite the challenge,

but I'm just gunna have to suck it up, take one for the team, and duke it out.

To kick off the school year, UCR hosted its annual Block Party concert

exclusively for all new & returning students.

We were allowed to bring one guest, so my bf Kevin came along

to indulge in the festivities.

This year, The Cool Kids, J. Cole, & Estelle

were the contenders to rock the stage.

OF COURSE I was gungho about seeing The Cool Kids,

but the crowd was acting pretty lame since they were the first act.

I felt like me & Kev were the only ones who knew the words

to about every single song!

Yet by the time Mikey Rocks & Chuck Inglish spit their last song,

everyone wanted more. :)

J.Cole was up next buuuuut I'm not a fan of him. lol

The girls were going I N S A N E, and oddly enough,

so were most of the guys! hahaha

I don't think I've ever been to a live performance where the guys are that ecstatic....

maybe that's just me.

..unintentional, yet ironic and interesting..

Since it was ridiculously hot out, I was over standing amongst

crazed--and some obviously drunken--fans...

and after waiting for about an hour for Estelle to come on, I was ready to bounce.

But I knew you all would want to see all of the action,

so I sucked it up to snap a few pics of her when she finally started her performance.

For some reason I expected Estelle to be.....

well, civilized. lol

But after a few hell yeahs and a slew of f*** this and that's,

my predetermined expectations went completely out the window!

I guess I just expected her to transcend black stereotypes and be some kind of posterchild

for English women of color, but that ideal was a failure.

While she did manage to prove to me that she was not the tea & crumpets chick

that many alike myself initially perceive her to be,

Estelle definitely knows how to rock a party

& make everyone in her presence have a good time.

Olive & black floral scarf {worn as headband}:: Forever 21, Multi-chain necklace:: Forever 21, Vintage silk color block top:: Goodwill, Brown woven belt:: Hollister, Levi destroyed denim shorts:: Urban Outfitters,

Brown strappy heels:: Reflections

**Random side note** I've been debating on whether or not I want to switch

from Blogger to Tumblr...no particular reasoning, just ready for a bit of a change.

Lemme know what your thoughts.

GRUNGE COUTURE

Morgane Dubled by Craig McDean, styled by Caroline Roitfeld for Vogue Paris, March 2004

{photos via FashionGoneRogue}

RIPPED TO SHREDS

Army green shredded F21 tank {DIY}, Black silver-studded belt:: Forever 21,

Levi's destroyed denim shorts:: Urban Outfitters, Multi-chained necklace:: Forever 21, Black studded bangle:: H&M, Black garters:: Forever 21, Black lace-up bootie platforms:: Forever 21

CHERRY BOMB

Yesterday I had an epiphany.

I came to the realization that I need to re-evaluate the type of designer I want to be,

or should I say revamp the direction that I'm trying to go??

Yeah, that's more like it.

After doing some research, finding oodles & noodles of inspiration,

and having convos with close friends,

I'm more confident than I've ever been in knowing my line will be the ishhhhh.

I've never been the toot-my-own-horn type,

but I just know that my God-given talents are a force to be reckoned with. ;)

Though I am dreading the fact that my stress levels are going to reach their peak

once school starts in the next few weeks

in addition to me trying to get the ball rolling with my first collection,

I know that the sleepless nights, screams muted in pillows,

and tantrums to come will all be well worth it. lol

Spending hours on my laptop,

I've managed to fall in love with rock 'n roll.

It's not like I've been living on Mars or anything and didn't know it existed,

but I recently gained a greater appreciation for the ballsy genre.

Well, more so rocker women.

There's nothing tougher than a chick who can rock out on an electric guitar.

Joan Jett and The Runaways have been my greatest source of inspiration thus far.

I love to see women who can run with the boys and do things just as good as them,

if not BETTER! lol