displacement complex

For the past 7 years, I have always woken up wishing to be somewhere else.

It didn't matter where I was, where I went, or for whatever well justified reason why I was at that particular location. There was always something missing. 

A person. A group of people. Certain ties and relationships. I always wished that I could bring them with me.

And I'm tired of feeling this way. 

I wish I could find contentment in just being where I am. Why do find it so so hard to live in the moment? 

There is no pause between do or die.

Sometimes I just want to give up.

Then I realize that it's time to get up.

Now You See It, Now You Don't

There's something wonderfully daring about...nude mesh panels. Haha not the first sentence you'd expect to see or think about on a Thursday morning but bear with me. I am currently incredibly hooked onto the TV series 'Revenge' (I KNOW I'm not alone here), and the costume selection grows more and more riveting along with the plot. The very attractive cast, the albeit unrealistic but dramatic cinematography and oh, the clothes. I have never noticed how delicate mesh paneling is, and how it holds together an outfit so intriguingly that people wonder about it from afar. It subdues overt sexiness and makes way for very interesting cuts.  And what girl wouldn't delight in being the centre of many an envious twitter in a crowded room?

Stella McCartney Spring 2012

Lela Rose Fall 2011

Emily VanCamp in Revenge

I'm sure I've put this up before but I can't stop staring at the Stella McCartney Fall 2011 collection

Boulee Scuba Dress

On a completely unrelated note

source: Tom+Lorenzo, Polyvore, FashionWidget, CelebStyle, ShopStyle, HarpersBazaar

Just forget, it will be too late to remember anyway

Sometimes I feel like I spend my time waiting on something that will never happen. There's so much participation, and overdrive of active commentary (or drivel, depends on how you look at it). Everyone wants and can have a say now, it's almost impossible to credit good listeners. ESPECIALLY on the Internet. Not that I'm complaining, I love social media and the spaces it has opened - letting us put forth our worthy 2 or 3 cents in a public sphere. Hear Hear. But sometimes, I think it's becoming more of a valuable rarity to take a step back, and listen. 

Buying into SOPA and censorship acts perhaps? I said listen, not consume. I mean selective reaction, not perpetual passiveness. 

How To Be Brave

I don't know. You tell me. I wish I woke up screaming with determined fervour every morning but I think I've been suffering from a blow to the head one time too many. It's quite difficult to re-motivate yourself over and over again (reiterating the RE in Re-motivate) in a series of unfortunate events (first world problems nonetheless), but it's getting rather hard to see the sunny side of the street.  

 

if you're a million dollar man, why is my heart broke

My precious.

image source Pinterest, and mine own. 

Promise me you won't let them put out the fire

May the days be aimless. Let the seasons drift. Do not advance the action according to a plan.

–Don DeLillo, White Noise

Because information is abundant, and words, just words seem to lack poetry. 

I'm tired of reading things that fail to resonate with my soul. I'm ready to devour entire books again.