The 2011 calendar by Splash, collaborating with photographer Tejal Patni... W.O.O.O.W!
Thanks Cecil for sharing the link!!!
{ source: Wicked Halo }
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
things i admire in others, volume 08.
Perseverance. In the harder and the hardest, you have been the wiser friend of ours, the stronger life contender, the soul of our home, the toughest chick I've ever known!
{ a thing about Mami }
Happy birthday Mami! Wishing you happier days, and may we be part of those things that make you happy.
I looooooooooooooove you :*
*playing: Two of Us - The Beatles
{ a tune for the Three of Us girls :"> }
{ a thing about Mami }
Happy birthday Mami! Wishing you happier days, and may we be part of those things that make you happy.
I looooooooooooooove you :*
*playing: Two of Us - The Beatles
{ a tune for the Three of Us girls :"> }
Monday, March 14, 2011
suddenly blanc, part 3
The series is finally complete! Evil Kuya and Skeleton are out to suffocate you! Go there to see the ties!
Thanks Suddenly for the exciting project! I love drawing yer ghosts!
{ blanc, evil kuya }
{ blanc, skeleton }
[ pencil + watercolor ]
Thanks Suddenly for the exciting project! I love drawing yer ghosts!
{ blanc, evil kuya }
{ blanc, skeleton }
[ pencil + watercolor ]
Labels:
commission work,
skeptical sketches,
suddenly
Thursday, March 10, 2011
i could be wrong i could be right, vol.02
They say I am ignorant for not wanting to connect as much as they do. I say they are ignorant because they wouldn't { or couldn't } even try to consider that I might have reasonable { or probably unreasonable } reasons for not wanting to { or for not being able to }.
Even now in the twenty first century, { most } people find it odd and impossible for a human being to not wanting to settle down in dwellings of marriage, child-having, job-keeping, ikea-purchasing, car-owning, and all of their minions. I find that finding definitely odd.
They say I don't enjoy life enough because I don't go clubbing, flirting, tripping, and shit. I say they just don't know enough about the possibilities of life-enjoying, and shit.
*playing: Under Pressure - David Bowie
Even now in the twenty first century, { most } people find it odd and impossible for a human being to not wanting to settle down in dwellings of marriage, child-having, job-keeping, ikea-purchasing, car-owning, and all of their minions. I find that finding definitely odd.
They say I don't enjoy life enough because I don't go clubbing, flirting, tripping, and shit. I say they just don't know enough about the possibilities of life-enjoying, and shit.
*playing: Under Pressure - David Bowie
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
myla, one
today tastes sweet and fun
that's because someone's turning one
peekaboo, can you guess who?
o la la, it's bebe myla!
happy 1st birthday little sweetie!
may you grow up to be as cool as daddy, as gorgeous as mommy, and as jarvis-loving as they can be!
big heart,
the nutty aunties at designlab
[ pencil + photoshop ]
*playing: She's In Fashion - Suede
Labels:
clicks and notes,
skeptical sketches
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
j'adore mod cloth vol.03
It's a very oh sleepy 3.30 pm. My coffee's been lying to me, she's not keeping me awake at all. So what else can flirt my eyes to open wide than a little Mod Cloth eye-candy peeping. O la la, they make me { wanna be } girly this bloody Tuesday…
{ baklava beauty dress }
{ champagne fountain dress }
{ cheek to chic dress }
{ dance of swans dress }
{ fit to print dress }
{ in line with style dress }
{ spinning pinwheels dress }
{ the rehearsal dress }
{ tie expectations dress }
{ twirling temptress dress }
*playing: La Madrague - Brigitte Bardot
{ baklava beauty dress }
{ champagne fountain dress }
{ cheek to chic dress }
{ dance of swans dress }
{ fit to print dress }
{ in line with style dress }
{ spinning pinwheels dress }
{ the rehearsal dress }
{ tie expectations dress }
{ twirling temptress dress }
*playing: La Madrague - Brigitte Bardot
Friday, March 4, 2011
i could be wrong i could be right, vol.01
Solipsism is not an option. But sometimes, I just gotta put on those horse-eye patches in order to keep myself from dismembering into shitty pieces.
There will always be something that I can't have, that I want oh so fucking bad.
They are indeed wise. But they know me no better than me.
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Most of the beholders are bitches. But at least they're honest.
Usually, those with the sweetest mouth are those I can count on the least. They're too busy sugaring up, leaving no time for actual acts.
Most of the time, I feel uglier than what others might even give a damn about.
When he's giving too many excuses, I'm just simply not "the one". "The one" would not make him think twice about bloody chances and the rest of the world.
I feel the safest when I am with only me.
Sugar and spice, and everything sweet and nice, are not the only words to express optimism. I have my own language, though it is mostly covered in blood and terror. Bollocks.
Turning twenty nine this year, I realize, what I am yearning so badly, is an adventure in a faraway land, to fight dragons and demons, to conquer evil kings and queens, to woe the handsome prince, to discover the fruit of happiness, and to die in a noble battle for just.
*playing: This Is Not A Love Song - Public Image Ltd
There will always be something that I can't have, that I want oh so fucking bad.
They are indeed wise. But they know me no better than me.
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Most of the beholders are bitches. But at least they're honest.
Usually, those with the sweetest mouth are those I can count on the least. They're too busy sugaring up, leaving no time for actual acts.
Most of the time, I feel uglier than what others might even give a damn about.
When he's giving too many excuses, I'm just simply not "the one". "The one" would not make him think twice about bloody chances and the rest of the world.
I feel the safest when I am with only me.
Sugar and spice, and everything sweet and nice, are not the only words to express optimism. I have my own language, though it is mostly covered in blood and terror. Bollocks.
Turning twenty nine this year, I realize, what I am yearning so badly, is an adventure in a faraway land, to fight dragons and demons, to conquer evil kings and queens, to woe the handsome prince, to discover the fruit of happiness, and to die in a noble battle for just.
*playing: This Is Not A Love Song - Public Image Ltd
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