Scream, trends & the middle finger.

Sorry I haven't blogged since last week Thursday. Terrible, I know.

First things first. Caught up in my reading, & I just need to share a part from Portrait #3.


"Sometimes I just want to scream
a scream until another one of me
breaks out and pulls the string
holding the brightest ever star."


How beautiful reality can be when you lay down, close your eyes & imagine.

SO....today's topic will be the TRENDS OF 2008.

I won't be showin' all of them but just a few that I favor the most.

Red Lipstick

Lemme just say not everyone can pull of this look. You'll be your own judge to see if you can pull this off. To those who know they can: Do not wear heavy eye makeup. Some peach blush and pretty lashes will do the trick. We want the focus on those pretty little lips of yours!

Dark smokey eyes

Smokey eyes are so mysterious & eye catching. Some ladies tend to overdo this like a couple in the picture, but don't do it like theirs. That's for runway modeling so everything should be over the top. If you would like to know how to do dark and smokey go to www.youtube.com for tutorials made by many girls. Choose which one suits you best.

Plaid, Plaid, Plaid


The only thing I can say is, DON'T OVERDO IT ;]

Pictures provided by: http://www.fashionising.com

Ho, tha nice.

Big Release on Saturday, October 25. We open at 11. 10:30 if we're feelin' nice. Phone orders will be taken at 12 by ME ;]


See y'all there.

A woman's worth.

I just have to ask.....WHY IS IT SO HARD FOR A MAN TO BE GOOD TO THEIR GIRL? I just have to know what's the damn problem. Is it hard to call your girl up in the middle of the day just to say you're thinkin' of her? Is it so difficult to surprise her wit' a lil' somethin' to make her smile? Or just thank her for lovin' you? Do, WE women ask for so much that it can't be achievable? I just think that males do not know how to show affection. All they know how to do is EAT, PLAY VIDEO GAMES, DRINK WIT' THEIR HOMIES, TRY TO FUCK, & ACT TOUGH. I'm sorry, I know not all guys are this way, but I have to put those who are on blast. I don't think we ask for much. We don't need a nigga from "The Notebook" or from "A walk to remember". We just want a man who's grown enough to know a woman's worth. Fuck apologies & start doin' some grown ass relationship shit. Believe me when I say that when a woman says "i love you no matta the weatha", she means it. So don't take her for granted.

Society lacks in reading.

My mama gave me a book earlier, & I just started readin' it. So far I'm impressed. The author is her boyfriend's cousin, R. Zamora Linmark.

" Roast in translation:
Me love you wrong time."


Good stuff people, check it out.

Cravings.

To go to my most favorite place in the whole fuckin' world.


The cure to a heartache.


A stroller, so I can take Ziggy everywhere!


The new mac line comin' soooooooooooon. "RED" she said.



& a new boyfriend, preferrably him.



GOODNIGHT FOLKS <3

Sad, but true.

Nothin' in life is constant except change.

The biggest fear of all, yet the only thing anyone ever really looks forward to.
Everyone wants a change that's positive, & it's only thing we ask for. But 99.9 % of the time, the change we want, isn't what we hoped for.

It all depends on us, not on those we wanna change.
It takes more than just hope & faith. It's you doin' somethin' about it.

The hard work you put it now determines how things will be later.

I know at times, it seems like prayer doesn't work but I feel like if God can see the effort, he'll not grant you what you've been askin' for but he'll show you a way to it.

Enough complainin' now. In life, you don't always get what you deserve. Negative or positive. Somehow, someway you must survive.

Mild.

She doesn't wanna be bothered, nor does she wanna be left alone.
She doesn't wanna be fixed, nor does she wanna be broken.
She doesn't ask for much, nor does she ask for less.
She doesn't need be needed, but she wants to be needed.

She is slowly rotting away inside.

La la la la.

I worked at Fitted today 'cuz we had a new release. There was line eva since last night. I have to say this release was fuckin' dope. Loved the color-way. It felt good to see my homies again 'cuz I haven't worked for the past 3 saturdays.

Here's a lil' sample of how the hat looked & the matchin' tee in the background:

Yeah, that's me wit' my boss who I call my daddy 'cuz he looks so much like my real one.


Anyways, here's a lil' secret....I got my tattoo today. Just the right side though. My 2nd session is on Wednesday. My girls Jackie & Jonabelle came wit' me. I just have to say....it was painful! Especially on my ribs but you know what I think I can handle it. It wasn't as bad as I thought & I love how it came out. It basically felt like a sunburn that was gettin' poked wit' a needle. I know, it sounds horrible. Big ups to Ron fron Trigga Happy. He's def the man, no doubt. Stay tuned....'cuz I ain't postin' up pics just yet.

Later.

Allow me to introduce myself...

The name's Candise. I'm 19 years old. I'm Jewish, Spanish, Russian, Italian & lastly Filipino. I was born in the Philippines but migrated to San Diego when I was 1 years old. My mom & dad got a divorce when I was 5 years old. I went to school in the Philippines for the 1st & 2nd grade, then I moved here in honolulu. I've been livin' in Kalihi eva since. I'm currently livin' wit' my boyfriend in this crazy house. I have a dog named Ziggy that I love so much. He's def my happiness when shit hits the fan. I have 3 half sisters. I work at Aldo & Fitted. I might be one of the only few people to say I love my jobs & those I work wit'. My mom lives 2 streets away wit' her boyfriend & my two younger sisters. I'm finally learnin' the meaning of hard work & independance. I've neva worked so hard in my life, I tell ya this.

Everythin' was always handed down to me. I had everythin' I wanted when I wanted it. My mom didn't know the meanin' of love. She knew money & she knew it well. She splurged when it came to my toys & clothes. She was neva there to help wit' homework, read me bedtime stories or bring me to the park. My mother was & still is the biggest hustla I know. Let's not get shit twisted people. Bein' a hustla doesn't necessarily mean you're a drug dealer or a hooker. My mom was neither of those. She just had her ways. Growin' up I didn't have a father. He was always in my heart & I always hoped one day he & my mom would reconsider this seperation & get back together. Growin' up..my mom & I became more & more distant. I got older basically & I was tired of her shit. I relied on my friends to help me keep my mind off of shit that was goin' on at home. My mom was neva proud of me. Everythin' I did was useless to her. It makes me cry just thinkin' about the past. I'm grown now. I don't live wit' her but I see her a couple times a week. Our relationship is much better 'cuz we don't live together. But if there's one thing I can say proudly is that my mom neva let me rot. Somehow, someway she would still provide for me. I've finally accepted the fact that my mother wasn't perfect. She was a terrible mother to me but there's def worse out there. She's not your ideal mother you see like Mrs. Cleaver but she tried to straighten out her life. I know she tried. I love her very much & I don't wanna take her for granted anymore. It's time to release the bad & get on wit' the good.

“Focus on remedies, not faults."

*Mission Failed.

I can't help but say how fed up I get am when we get days like this. Shit's crazy. I need chocolate.